<?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-1126200635931825024</id><updated>2011-07-28T13:43:45.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CNN: Chelsea News Net</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-5043511693165716875</id><published>2009-09-21T19:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T19:57:40.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a while.. again.</title><content type='html'>It's been a while, fellow bloggers!&lt;br /&gt;Here are my thoughts. Maybe I'll be back at this?&lt;br /&gt;We'll certainly see. I'll write soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-5043511693165716875?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/5043511693165716875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=5043511693165716875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/5043511693165716875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/5043511693165716875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-been-while-fellow-bloggers-here-are.html' title='it&apos;s been a while.. again.'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-3603411748599695971</id><published>2009-05-10T09:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T09:48:46.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since I never have anything to blog about, I don't blog. Ya know.. In case any of you actually read this, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-3603411748599695971?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/3603411748599695971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=3603411748599695971' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/3603411748599695971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/3603411748599695971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2009/05/since-i-never-have-anything-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-5165522933550702860</id><published>2009-04-17T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T21:15:25.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't blogged in a really long time.. I haven't had the time to do it. haha...&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I have way too much homework, and I am not pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLAYOFFS!!&lt;br /&gt;Canucks are doing GREAT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-5165522933550702860?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/5165522933550702860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=5165522933550702860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/5165522933550702860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/5165522933550702860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-havent-blogged-in-really-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-1598558356664898505</id><published>2009-03-27T01:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T01:39:42.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mexico was great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-1598558356664898505?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/1598558356664898505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=1598558356664898505' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/1598558356664898505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/1598558356664898505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2009/03/mexico-was-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-7434882445655742733</id><published>2009-03-12T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T00:21:50.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's time.</title><content type='html'>the time has come. i am so incredibly excited.&lt;br /&gt;mexico. huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MEGAN! LOVE YOU SO MUCH. &lt;333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-7434882445655742733?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/7434882445655742733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=7434882445655742733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/7434882445655742733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/7434882445655742733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-time.html' title='it&apos;s time.'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-2115882994364388906</id><published>2009-03-10T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T16:30:09.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight is cadre</title><content type='html'>Right now I am listening to Samantha pound on the African drum pretending to be Ricky Ricardo. Oh man.&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra and I are sitting at the table, both on laptops, both blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! I have to go. My nana is banging on the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aur revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-2115882994364388906?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/2115882994364388906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=2115882994364388906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/2115882994364388906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/2115882994364388906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2009/03/tonight-is-cadre.html' title='Tonight is cadre'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-5910466925381198797</id><published>2009-03-08T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T21:21:27.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mexico madness+ridiculous things=a good weekend, i guess..</title><content type='html'>Saturday went well.. Sunday went well.. Kels told me some very encouraging things at church. =)&lt;br /&gt;Mexico is only in 4 sleeps! Oh my, it's coming quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I made sugar cookies. I actually started last night and finished tonight. =D&lt;br /&gt;They don't taste that amazing.. C'est dommage.&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping for a truckload of large amounted bills to be dropped off on my doorstep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ATTENTION: MANDY, MERB, AND MIK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;****I need to have a Christmas concert blurb of approximately 8 sentences before tomorrow morning.. If you have any brilliant ideas, let me know! I am in a desperate state of need!****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-5910466925381198797?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/5910466925381198797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=5910466925381198797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/5910466925381198797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/5910466925381198797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2009/03/mexico-madnessridiculous-thingsa-good.html' title='mexico madness+ridiculous things=a good weekend, i guess..'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-7859141899729115938</id><published>2009-03-06T22:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T22:17:44.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Hour Famine</title><content type='html'>I just sitting in the computer lab at school.. waiting for my breaking of the fast meal.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really been hungry yet, and surprisingly, the 30 hours are pretty much over.&lt;br /&gt;Only 15 more minutes! WOOT FOR HOMEMADE BREAD AND SOUP!&lt;br /&gt;..wow, I'm kinda tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-7859141899729115938?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/7859141899729115938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=7859141899729115938' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/7859141899729115938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/7859141899729115938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2009/03/30-hour-famine.html' title='30 Hour Famine'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-6960180680623657349</id><published>2009-03-04T16:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T21:12:21.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>milkshakes, broken blenders and swiffer wet jets.</title><content type='html'>This is a late post, but Wednesday was a lovely day. I went to school for 1.5 blocks, then headed out to the church to sing. Blech. I was picked up early from that with Zandra at just after 2!&lt;br /&gt;When we got home, we were alone! DUN DUN DUUUN! Auntie was at the hospital, Puncle was at work and the other girls were still at school.&lt;br /&gt;We took that wonderful pooch to the park, where we swung on the swings, talked about our likes and DISLIKES, and had wind fly across our faces. After our "walk", we had such a craving for  slurpees and or milkshakes. Since we are so brilliant, we decided to make our very own special Milkshakes called The Zandels Surprise. It is ice creamless, yet still has the taste of that ice creamness. You will never guess what our secret ingredient is. We made a huuge mess, broke the blender, over-swiffered the floor, collapsed, laughed histarically and became light headed.&lt;br /&gt;Once we were done with all that shinanigans, we went downstairs to blog. I was Alexandra's scribe, as she dictated what she wished to be spoken. We heard our names being beckoned, so we answered with a jont up the stairs to see Mr. Powell standing with four bags a chip taste testers. MMM.&lt;br /&gt;We returned to the computer as we finished Zandra's blog post. Suddenly, Mercedes and Emerson came bounding down the stairs! The Millar and Gaglardi kids ate dinner together and continued on to youth.&lt;br /&gt;Youth was really good that night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-6960180680623657349?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/6960180680623657349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=6960180680623657349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/6960180680623657349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/6960180680623657349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2009/03/milkshakes-broken-blenders-and-swiffer.html' title='milkshakes, broken blenders and swiffer wet jets.'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-3491835081523183474</id><published>2009-03-03T18:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T18:53:59.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>time flies.</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it, there are only nine sleeps until I leave for Mexico. YES. I am so stinking excited.&lt;div&gt;Today was interesting, hey Merb? BAHA!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, peace out. I'm headed to Walmart, Dairy Queen and Blockbuster. BOOYAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-3491835081523183474?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/3491835081523183474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=3491835081523183474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/3491835081523183474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/3491835081523183474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2009/03/time-flies.html' title='time flies.'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-4122124818681404971</id><published>2009-02-26T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T18:54:33.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'>insanity at its brink</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SaeFX1rATlI/AAAAAAAAACQ/fj3z0smW4Zk/s1600-h/Slaveshipposter1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 455px; height: 538px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SaeFX1rATlI/AAAAAAAAACQ/fj3z0smW4Zk/s320/Slaveshipposter1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307357330470358610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look, think, read, imagine. This is the British Slave ship &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brookes&lt;/span&gt; in the act of 1788. This is pure insanity. All of those little blurs in this photo are slaves crammed into spaces two feet by seven inches below and on shelves.  This ship was holding approximately four hundred and thirty slaves. I don't know about you, but this really gets me. It bothers me so much. Holy crap!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just thought I would give you this to stir yourself up a bit. Hopefully it triggers something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-4122124818681404971?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/4122124818681404971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=4122124818681404971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/4122124818681404971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/4122124818681404971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2009/02/insanity-at-brink.html' title='insanity at its brink'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SaeFX1rATlI/AAAAAAAAACQ/fj3z0smW4Zk/s72-c/Slaveshipposter1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-5395616260828999375</id><published>2009-02-25T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T20:13:06.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess there is a way..</title><content type='html'>Lately I've been worried about how I was going to get to Mexico, but this afternoon I found out that I'm going to be alright. =) I got $300 from the fundraiser and  $200 from the Grandma and Grandpa, so it is only costing me $200 to go. WOAH! CRAZY STUFF, HEY?! Hallelujah.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-5395616260828999375?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/5395616260828999375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=5395616260828999375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/5395616260828999375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/5395616260828999375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-guess-there-is-way.html' title='I guess there is a way..'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-6318005721008455154</id><published>2009-02-22T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T20:51:31.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mexico is in 18 days! WOOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend my Uncle Rob came over, which was a complete surprise to me. I had no idea he was coming.&lt;br /&gt;My mom and I were taking Zoe for a walk around 8:30 on Friday night and up rolls my uncle right next to me. At first I thought he was a creeper until I saw the 'Smith &amp;amp; Millar: Interior Design &amp;amp; Contracting LTD.' sign on his truck.&lt;br /&gt;It was super awesome to see him, even if he didn't bring his lovely daughter, Megan. =D ((Next time meg.. next time))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Samantha, my mom and I went to Nanaimo. My mom bought a laptop. Huh. I'm using it at this precise moment, come to think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the other day I got a phone. Kinda cool. =)&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go watch a movie..&lt;br /&gt;AUR REVOIR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-6318005721008455154?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/6318005721008455154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=6318005721008455154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/6318005721008455154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/6318005721008455154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2009/02/mexico-is-in-18-days-woot.html' title=''/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-7862610721302219398</id><published>2009-02-19T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T18:34:44.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so let's make this boatload of excuses burn and sink.</title><content type='html'>formaallDAY.&lt;br /&gt;i guess formal day went alright. =) (btw, formal day at school if you didn't catch that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday in Socials we had a sub. His name was Mr. Hide. .. =S He reminded me of the joker. AAH! seriously, it was kind of weird.&lt;br /&gt;For today and tomorrow there's a sub in my home room because Mr. Shuel went to Nevada for a golf tournament. (PLEASE! HE'S PROBABLY GONNA GAMBLE TOO. bahahaaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i am really not miss bloggymcbloggingpants right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-7862610721302219398?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/7862610721302219398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=7862610721302219398' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/7862610721302219398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/7862610721302219398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-lets-make-this-boatload-of-excuses.html' title='so let&apos;s make this boatload of excuses burn and sink.'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-4642142394261736870</id><published>2009-02-14T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T10:05:31.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What time is it?</title><content type='html'>Well, if you know me, I think Valentine's Day is kind of.. dumb. All those hearts and flowers and chocolates just get overwhelming. Why should there be a specific date in the calendar where EVERYBODY has to go on a date and be romantic. Weird..&lt;br /&gt;Go to homestarrunner.com&lt;br /&gt;Then head over to 'toons, where you'll find a tv and remote. Click Teen Girl Squad..&lt;br /&gt;Here.. I'll just make it easy for ya.&lt;br /&gt;http://homestarrunner.com/tgsmenu.html&lt;br /&gt;Please watch episode #12!! The first half is funny, but the second isn't that great. watch it anyways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What time is it?&lt;br /&gt;It's Valentimes!&lt;br /&gt;What time is it?&lt;br /&gt;It's Valentimes!&lt;br /&gt;What are we gonna get?&lt;br /&gt;SEVERAL BOYS!&lt;br /&gt;How we gonna get 'em?&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh... Err.. Uhmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-4642142394261736870?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/4642142394261736870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=4642142394261736870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/4642142394261736870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/4642142394261736870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-time-is-it.html' title='What time is it?'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-2598045624512481502</id><published>2009-02-13T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:47:50.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I now have 'Brought to you by Chelsea Millar' instead of 'Posted by Chelsea Millar'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWW YEAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-2598045624512481502?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/2598045624512481502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=2598045624512481502' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/2598045624512481502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/2598045624512481502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-now-have-brought-to-you-by-chelsea.html' title=''/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-8514266014685337370</id><published>2009-02-13T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:20:13.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh The Luxeries of Laptops.</title><content type='html'>Chels - "Let's see... hmm.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zandra - "So what should we write about?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chels - "Uhh.. I don't know, we need to think of something intellectual and witty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zandra - "LAUGH OUT LOUD! HAHAHA! So.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chels - "Maybe we could come up with brilliant plans to take over the world!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zandra - "OKAY! First let's.. we could end school! noo... we could terrorize the parliament buildings! no.. that would be kind of drastic."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chels - "Don't think of all the originals, THINK OUTSIDE THE BUN!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zandra - "What bun?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chels - "You know that old commercial for Taco Bell? Oh nevermind.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zandra - "Oh.. I went to Booster Juice today! I ordered off the Spirit Menu."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chels - "haha, you called me when you were going. BAHA! You sounded excited. What exactly did you get?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zandra - "A Canadian Calado."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chels - "Huh, was it tasty?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zandra - "Delish! I miss Megan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chels - "Me too!! So much! Hopefully she'll--she's coming for spring break!! I forgot!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zandra - "All of it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chels - "No, but I think she's coming for like a week or something. I told her not to come in the first week cause I'll be in Mexico, and you'll be in Disneyland!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zandra - "YEEESSS!!! I'm so excited now!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chels - "Same here. Oh hey, I have to be at the church tomorrow at 3! I will have to go home and get some clothes.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zandra - "Isn't that kind of short notice for a Valentine's Comedy Night?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chels - "I think it's been 'advertised' for a while now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zandra - "Oh, I'm really out of the loop.. So what about our blog post?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chels - "HEY! Looks like we kind of just made one. Sweeeet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zandra - "Wooooahohoh. hahahahahahhaha."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chels - "I am so stinking pumped for summer. Man, it's going to be SWEEEET!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zandra - "I'm not really in the mood, well.. I'm ready for summer, but I'm not exactly excited yet. Still gotta get there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chels - "I am so ready to be on Auntie Heather's pool deck, tubing across downie, dirtbiking, fishing, family, gosh.. My list can go on and on and on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zandra - "I'm tired."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chels - "I was a few minutes ago, but not so much now. I'm in the mood for sunshine!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zandra - "Let's cut this blog post short. It's getting really long now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chels - "Deal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zandra - "Deal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chels &amp;amp; Zandra - "FAREWELL!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-8514266014685337370?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/8514266014685337370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=8514266014685337370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/8514266014685337370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/8514266014685337370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-luxeries-of-laptops.html' title='Oh The Luxeries of Laptops.'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-4466430336954560669</id><published>2009-02-13T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T15:43:26.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updated</title><content type='html'>There. I finally updated my blog. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY! Tuesday was Cadre, and I tell you man, it was so fun! Samantha brought the fixings for floats! A huge bucket of ice cream, rootbeer and cream soda.&lt;br /&gt;Mer, Zandra, Sam, Danielle and I couldn't find any huge cups in the church kitchen, so Mercedes and I had the brilliant idea of using JUICE JUGS!! We filled those babies to the rim. They were the biggest and tastiest floats I have ever had.&lt;br /&gt;mmm.. At cadre we also played name that worshiper. HAHAH!! Becka REALLY enjoys that game. =) ahaha. It was such a hoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was Youth, and Jay did a very good job.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was the Mexico Meeting, which was productive. Marika, Mik, Merbs, Mel, Sarah, Sam and I are donig a, (in my opinion) hilarious skit. I guess you'll have to come down to the Valentines Comedy Night to see it. =)&lt;br /&gt;Today is a Pro-D day. Hallelujah, thank the Lord. In the past two weeks, I've gone to school for less than 4 days. WOOH!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I found out the other day that I'm on First Class Honors =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE A SUPER DAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-4466430336954560669?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/4466430336954560669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=4466430336954560669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/4466430336954560669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/4466430336954560669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2009/02/updated.html' title='Updated'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-4453056295786062841</id><published>2009-02-10T12:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T12:59:25.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=) I'm such a rebel. BAHAH! I'm sitting here at school with Mercedes.. CRAP! SHUEL'S COMING! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-4453056295786062841?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/4453056295786062841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=4453056295786062841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/4453056295786062841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/4453056295786062841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-such-rebel.html' title=''/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-4404705099359987340</id><published>2009-02-08T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T17:35:08.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Generation Unleashed '09</title><content type='html'>GENERATION UNLEASHED: THE STANDARD WAS AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year Jay and Kels took part of the Thrive leadership team to Portland for a conference at City Bible Church, hence 'GENERATION UNLEASHED: THE STANDARD WAS AMAZING!'&lt;br /&gt;Sixteen of us went, Jay, Kels, Ryan, Becks, Bran, Russ, Madi, Marika, Mik, Merbs, Mandy, Zandra, Tianna, Em and me.. well and Cody, but he isn't a leader. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls stayed at a host home RIGHT ACROSS THE STREET from the church. The house had a fabulous view of Portland because it was right near... A CLIFF! That's right people. It was a huge place full of food. and... IT HAD A BIDET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the conference was wicked! Worship was incredible, complete with three BRAND NEW songs, the sessions were great, spoken by P. Doug, P. Donna, P. Judah, and P. Frank.&lt;br /&gt;There were over 4000 kids crammed into the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have enough room to say how fun this trip was, so I'll end off with....&lt;br /&gt;I am pumped for Gen Unleashed 2010!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to do homework.. :S OH MERB! IF YOU NEED JOSIE'S ANSWERS, JUST CALL ME! =) bahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People die everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;genunleashed.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-4404705099359987340?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/4404705099359987340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=4404705099359987340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/4404705099359987340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/4404705099359987340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2009/02/generation-unleashed-09.html' title='Generation Unleashed &apos;09'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-6750287467237877227</id><published>2009-01-27T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T18:19:18.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's my sister!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="storyheader"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Teen inspired to raise money to stop slavery&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feed_details"&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Marcel Tetrault,     Comox Valley Echo&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;span&gt;Published: Tuesday, January 27, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;A Comox Valley teenager is using chocolate bars and bracelets to do her part to stop the scourge of slavery.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Samantha Millar, a 16-year-old Courtenay girl, sprung into action when, during a series of sermons on social justice at her church, she found out that there are an estimated 27 million people still in bondage across the globe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Basically for every person we see in Canada, that's somebody in slavery," said Millar. "That's impossible to imagine. I think that we've really lost respect for people and people have just become a product.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"It just kind of hit something in me. It just pulled at my heart -- I was really quite shocked. It made me angry enough that I wanted to do something about it."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So she enlisted the help of about 25 of her friends and began to manufacture hand-made beaded bracelets.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"A lot of my friends didn't even believe me when I told them (the statistics)," said Millar. "But they've been so supportive of my work. They've been great -- it's kind of become like a team thing."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once the bracelets were ready Millar set up a booth at her church with information about some of the injustices that people in various parts of the world routinely suffer and began to sell them, not only earning money but also raising awareness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"To me, it's a lot more important that people are aware of what is going on," she said. "It seems ridiculous to me that (the problems) are so huge and so many people aren't aware of it."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She soon had $300 that she donated to the International Justice Mission (IJM), a Washington, D.C.-based human rights agency that fights to secure justice for victims of violent oppression like slavery, rape and human trafficking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And she is now working on her next project, selling Valentine's Day gift baskets containing chocolates, candies and, in each basket, the story of a different person who has been rescued from an oppressive circumstance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By the end of this year, she plans to donate another $1,000 to IJM.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Her heart is just to help people," said Millar's pastor, Northgate Foursquare Church's Scott Gaglardi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Here is a young person who is certainly not living selfishly, but living beyond herself. She is intentionally broadening her horizons and allowing her heart to be tugged with some of the painful issue of our world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"It was really great to see her response -- she is a great young lady."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Valentine's Day baskets are being sold by donation at each of the church's 6 p.m. Saturday services and 10 a.m. Sunday services until they are all gone. They are also available at the church office.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-6750287467237877227?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/6750287467237877227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=6750287467237877227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/6750287467237877227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/6750287467237877227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2009/01/thats-my-sister.html' title='That&apos;s my sister!'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-4758444426857806555</id><published>2009-01-24T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T16:51:54.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday madness.</title><content type='html'>Last night/today was I had my birthday party. Marika, Mikayla, Mercedes, Mandy, Mackenzie, Laurel and Alexandra came over =) We watched a couple movies, teen girl squad, ate food, played the chocolate bar game..&lt;br /&gt;I got some pictures (:]) a Roxy bag, Starbucks tumbler, a zwip (or whatever it's called) and $$ for Mehico. When it was time to open all those presents, I was scared.. BOY WAS I SCARED! Marika was just bubbly with excitement, which made me incredibly nervous.. When I opened it, I punched her in the leg. Would you like to know what it was? I'll tell you what it was..&lt;br /&gt;A PAIR OF GRANNY PANTIES! haha. They were HUGE! hahhaa. We were able to uhh.. fit.. uhmm.. six girls... uhmm.. inside them. *cough*&lt;br /&gt;It was hilarious, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIIINES... TIIINES.. TIIINES!!!&lt;br /&gt;♪♫&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-4758444426857806555?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/4758444426857806555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=4758444426857806555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/4758444426857806555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/4758444426857806555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2009/01/last-nighttoday-was-i-had-my-birthday.html' title='birthday madness.'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-208204181207095854</id><published>2009-01-19T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T19:12:08.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ludicrous Louis.</title><content type='html'>In the fast past few days, I haven't blogged, but I have had my birthday! Yup. I tell you, it feels a world different being older. (I hope you can sense the sarcasm) For my birthday, I got the message Bible from Randy, a big bag from Sam, a jacket and white gold purity ring from my parents, and a box of chocolate from Levi =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in school I did 9th grade math.. It was a cinch. Mr. Shuel rearranged us to have new partners. =) hahahah. Does everybody know my previous partner?  Bhaahahha.&lt;br /&gt;This time I was paired with a 9th grader.. I somehow understood the mathematics better than she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  have exams coming up. I'm really not looking forward to my English exam. Blech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's dinner time dear followers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slovo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-208204181207095854?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/208204181207095854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=208204181207095854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/208204181207095854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/208204181207095854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2009/01/ludicrous-louis.html' title='Ludicrous Louis.'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-925353611540353599</id><published>2009-01-15T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T20:07:22.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relax.. Take it easy.</title><content type='html'>Yeah.. I kinda haven't really blogged lately... life is busy. =)&lt;br /&gt;SOOO.. This past weekend was the Thrive Youth Retreat at Homewood..  It was simply amazing. I was supposed to go sailing, but it was 'too windy'.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was sweet parakeet. (haha, zandra.. gts.) I was super hyper and in my ninjetic ways, which, if you haven't heard, makes me insane. About a week or so ago, Mercedes unravelled the band from her sweat pants and left it in our locker.. It was my ninja head tie on Wednesday. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wowie, wow.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm sorry. Today I had a math test, and I got every single question right (I know this because I checked it over..:P) except one. I was stressing so much over it, because every time I did it, I got the same answer. I handed in the test with the answer that I thought was wrong. I gave my nana the question and guess what? She got the same answer as me. I just talked to Merbs and she got the same answer as me. I DON'T THINK I SHOULD STRESS ABOUT IT ANYMORE!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Wednesday.. ninja... hyper... Right! I remember where I left off.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday night I found out GU was going to be super cheap because I don't have to pay for gas or the ferry. (yes) I'm heading down to Portland in February! I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;That's all..&lt;br /&gt;JUST KIDDING. I also found out that I'm going to Mexico for spring break. =) I'm stinker stoked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of hyper and not in the blogging mood. Just letting you know that I'm still breathing.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Today was the amazing Clash Day at school. It was great. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..this was an irregular blog post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-925353611540353599?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/925353611540353599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=925353611540353599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/925353611540353599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/925353611540353599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2009/01/relax-take-it-easy.html' title='Relax.. Take it easy.'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-2880349847724779500</id><published>2009-01-14T14:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T14:03:24.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm at school. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-2880349847724779500?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/2880349847724779500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=2880349847724779500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/2880349847724779500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/2880349847724779500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-at-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-7923500082959128893</id><published>2009-01-06T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T16:40:34.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'>not in the mood.</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted anything in a while, but I'm not in a blogging mood.. Just so you know, I am still thinking about this, though =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE YA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-7923500082959128893?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/7923500082959128893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=7923500082959128893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/7923500082959128893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/7923500082959128893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-in-mood.html' title='not in the mood.'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-2671094292945050210</id><published>2009-01-02T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T22:32:36.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>family, games and maarrriiioooo</title><content type='html'>NO TIME TO CHIT CHAT! I AM HAVING A WONDEROUS TIME WITH ME FAM. TONIGHT WE GOT TWO CUPS ON MARIO KART! woot. I had turkey with my family for my Uncle Rob's 40 some odd birthday. 44! 44 to be precise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) adjö&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-2671094292945050210?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/2671094292945050210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=2671094292945050210' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/2671094292945050210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/2671094292945050210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2009/01/family-games-and-maarrriiioooo.html' title='family, games and maarrriiioooo'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-9068541915324022986</id><published>2008-12-31T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T19:29:53.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're coming for a landing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That's right, folks, 2008 is coming for a landing, and 2009 is about to take off, so brace yourself for a fabulous year.  BAHAH! THAT WAS SOAKED IN LAME SAUCE. Personally, I think that it's shocking that 2008 is already OVER. It's not really, yet... But in a few hours, BOY it will be history! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;..yeeeeah. Jason just got here. No, not Eliason, Jason being my brother. TOMORROW SHEESH-CO-BOB, AND MEGGERS AND ZACHYKINS ARE COMING! YAY! I, seriously, am.. Ironman. ahaha. sorry, that just made me think of that. I wish I was strong though... and I wish I could fly. hahaha. I, seriously, am 'cited about them coming, though! MHM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This was a strange post to write. I'm not in the 'blogging mode.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Arrivederci!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-9068541915324022986?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/9068541915324022986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=9068541915324022986' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/9068541915324022986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/9068541915324022986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2008/12/were-coming-for-landing.html' title='We&apos;re coming for a landing.'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-8871482519458707541</id><published>2008-12-28T21:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T21:40:21.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Canada kicks butt!</title><content type='html'>That's right! I just got back from the opening game of the World Juniors Hockey Championship. (Under 17)&lt;br /&gt;Atlantic Canada vs. Slovakia - 4.1&lt;br /&gt;It was a really good game. =) I went with my dad, brother, and grandpa and we had great seats.&lt;br /&gt;I'm stoked for the next game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-8871482519458707541?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/8871482519458707541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=8871482519458707541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/8871482519458707541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/8871482519458707541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2008/12/canada-kicks-butt.html' title='Canada kicks butt!'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-1444611149703237941</id><published>2008-12-28T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T16:36:38.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wish I Could Teleport... That Would Be Fantastic.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we got a new 50" tv and home theater system. =) I think I like it :P&lt;br /&gt;We watched Shooter last night and it was pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;My other grandparents got here last night. We're opening presents tonight, and having a substitute of turkey pie instead of just plain turkey dinner.&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOSH! I HAD THE &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; turkey dinner on Christmas. Mmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adieu.&lt;br /&gt;&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/1126200635931825024-1444611149703237941?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/1444611149703237941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=1444611149703237941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/1444611149703237941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/1444611149703237941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-wish-i-could-teleport-that-would-be.html' title='I Wish I Could Teleport... That Would Be Fantastic.'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-7018575890552157297</id><published>2008-12-26T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T17:26:27.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's OVER!</title><content type='html'>Only about 364 days left until Christmas. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't feel like Christmas very much this year. It was so quiet. Christmas dinner was only 6 people! My grandparents and my family without Levi.&lt;br /&gt;It was good, though. I got the coolest ring from Sam. I love it. She has the same one, so we match! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;My grandparents bought Lucy!! WOOOT! We got her all outfitted out today. $$$ :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is short post.&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned, I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-7018575890552157297?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/7018575890552157297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=7018575890552157297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/7018575890552157297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/7018575890552157297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s OVER!'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-377776398723549717</id><published>2008-12-24T19:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T19:29:56.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Time Is Here!</title><content type='html'>♪♫ I can't believe it's Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm finally gettin' something,&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe it's Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;My favorite time of year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;Been dreaming of a sugar-plum thing,&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe it's Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, boy, it's finally here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho, ho, away we go&lt;br /&gt;With rosey cheeks and hearts aglowin'&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey, our favorite day&lt;br /&gt;It makes us want to cheer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo, ho, we love the snow&lt;br /&gt;At least we know we won't be mowing&lt;br /&gt;Ya, hey, we're glad to say&lt;br /&gt;That Christmas time is here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't believe it's Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Been waiting for a million hours&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe it's Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a nifty day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't believe it's Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Took 14,018 showers&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe it's Christmas&lt;br /&gt;And now it's time to play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't believe it's Christmas&lt;br /&gt;We think we're finally getting something&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe it's Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Our favorite time of year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't believe it's Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Been dreaming of a sugar-plum thing&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe it's Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Oh, boy it's finally, oi, my spinely&lt;br /&gt;Boy, it's finally here!! ♫♪&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-377776398723549717?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/377776398723549717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=377776398723549717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/377776398723549717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/377776398723549717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-time-is-here.html' title='Christmas Time Is Here!'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-1332661423050246464</id><published>2008-12-23T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T15:05:39.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Adam</title><content type='html'>I told Zandra about Christmas Adam. :P hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday I almost knocked myself out. I bent over to pick up Lucy, and on the way up, I got slugged by the corner of the counter at the bar on the island in my kitchen. hahaha. I instantly had a huge purple bump covered with blood. My nana watched me and said I was staggering back and forth like I was going to fall over. I don't remember that part. I just remember feeling lots of pain.&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday night we had an awesome dance party. Marika, Mikayla, Alexandra, Emerson and Mercedes came over. We stayed in the media room and partied. We had a strobe light and loud music. hahah. It got so hot up there that we opened a window. At about 10:15, the neighbor rang the doorbell about &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;50&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;times. NO JOKE! I bet our doorbell has never been rung that many times in it's whole entire life. He was complaining that we were being too loud. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a thrilling stretch in the day. We plan on dancing again soon. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY was boring. I cleaned my room and went tobogganing. I DID NOT WANT TO GO TOBOGGANING! The girls (A.A.A) went with me. It was so cold! We got dropped off, not knowing when we would get picked up. I think we only raced down the hill about seven times, then we just sat at the bottom. {OH NO! I JUST THOUGHT OF SOMETHING! WAS PRISON BREAK ON ON MONDAY!!? oh no. I think I missed it.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Tuesday and my grandparents should be here in about an hour. =)&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is so soon. Hope you have a jolly good time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-1332661423050246464?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/1332661423050246464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=1332661423050246464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/1332661423050246464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/1332661423050246464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-adam.html' title='Christmas Adam'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-9145916198105444862</id><published>2008-12-20T17:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T19:07:28.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am now able to count down the days until Christmas... ON ONE HAND!</title><content type='html'>It's true! Only &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5 days until Christmas&lt;/span&gt;... Well, 5 sleeps now, since the day is radically over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; was a snow day, thus I did not go to school. I woke up, extremely tired and not wanting to go to school AT ALL. I dragged myself out of bed, mostly because my dad came into my room telling me that he had made pancakes. That was a gratifying surprise. =) Randy called my house at about twenty after seven to tell me that Ryan said there was no school. I wondered why because it seemed as if there was hardly any snow outside. I finally got a call at like 7:30 from a kid in my class, and consequently, I had to call the next one. After I made the call, I jumped back into bed, even though I had already showered, and fell asleep.. until two o'clock. It was a tremendous opportunity, but a pain in the butt because it was hard to fall asleep that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..side note.. SADLY! I WAS JUST SHOWN A FAMILIAR SITE. AHH! MY EYES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; was a normal school day. (well, not so normal because I didn't have math in either math blocks..) Puncle spoke at chapel, which was stupendous. =)&lt;br /&gt;At about 8:30 that night, I finally went to Wally mart to get my secret santa gift.. (due the next morning) I also got my other teachers a Christmas gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;FRIDAY! WELL FRIDAY WAS INTERESTING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got to school, my class was divided into a great debate. It was a challenging dispute that has been argued for over seven centuries or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;We went skating at about ten. I didn't really go skating all that long, only about twenty minutes, or less.&lt;br /&gt;The gift exchange came after the arrival to the school. I was given a box of Lindt Lindor chocolates. Funny thing.. I'm not even a big fan of chocolate. ;) PFFT! THAT'S OKAY. I had Taco Del Mar for lunch. Mmm, mmm goooooood. ♫ We had a choice to watch either WALL-E or The Ultimate Gift, and sadly, I chose The Ultimate Gift. I AM NEVER WATCHING IT AGAIN! It's the dumbest thing I've seen all week. SERIOUSLY, GUYS! The actors are lame, and it's predictable. I mean, obviously the guy is going to marry the chick he met a month ago whose daughter has cancer, right!? NO JOKE, PEOPLE! THAT'S THE STORY! With a few other details, of course. ;)&lt;br /&gt;THEN SCHOOL WAS OUT! WOOHOO. I don't have to go back until next year! Not for two whole weeks. -OH MY GOSH! 2008 IS ALMOST OVER.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;SATURDAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..is today.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at approximately twenty after eleven. My parents left for a couple days to Vic around one thirty, and I went Christmas shopping with Randy. We went to Wok Box for lunch at like four thirty, and I tell you man, it is DELICIOUS! *Alexandra says, 'Oh, yes!'*&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I went over to Randy's house and played tanks on his new tv through his mac. Sweeto. We used his bluetooth mouse and keyboard. I SAT ON THE COUCH AND PLAYED A COMPUTER GAME ON THE TV! What an idiosyncratic world we live in.&lt;br /&gt;Later I went to the Sid to watch my dearie darling cousin, Onk dance pulchritudinously in the Nutcracker.&lt;br /&gt;IT'S SNOWING!&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra is beckoning me to allow her to blog. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, EM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until my fingers tap the keys,&lt;br /&gt;TEN FOUR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-9145916198105444862?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/9145916198105444862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=9145916198105444862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/9145916198105444862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/9145916198105444862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-now-able-to-count-down-days-until.html' title='I am now able to count down the days until Christmas... ON ONE HAND!'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-8564628701633450186</id><published>2008-12-16T21:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T21:18:34.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is finished.</title><content type='html'>YES! FINALLY! We are done the school Christmas 'pageant'.&lt;br /&gt;I only have 3 days of school left until break! chyea.. I'm stoked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-8564628701633450186?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/8564628701633450186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=8564628701633450186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/8564628701633450186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/8564628701633450186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-is-finished.html' title='It is finished.'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-773413944423919075</id><published>2008-12-14T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T14:48:50.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucy.</title><content type='html'>I just found out that my family is keeping Lucy, which means we now have two friggen dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, okay, so I haven't been on in a few days.&lt;br /&gt;I decorated our nine foot Christmas tree yesterday pretty much by myself. That was exciting. pfft. was not.&lt;br /&gt;Friday night was the you all nighter at Comox Pent. It was pretty good. I stayed up the whole time. Some strange people did the polar bear swim, and it was cooooold outside. We had a gift exchange that kinda sucked for me because I was number FIFTY FIVE. I was pretty much dead last.&lt;br /&gt;On Friday Mik, Mer and I gave our creative project a chance to shine. I think it went alright, other than the fact that Mercedes and Mikayla couldn't stop laughing. I bet we might get points taken off for poor presentation.  :(&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yesterday a bunch of married people came to my house so I left. I went to Randy's house and ate dinner, watched a movie, played tanks.&lt;br /&gt;Now I really want to play tanks.&lt;br /&gt;Aur revoir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-773413944423919075?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/773413944423919075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=773413944423919075' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/773413944423919075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/773413944423919075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2008/12/lucy.html' title='Lucy.'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-5421631606211200347</id><published>2008-12-10T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:07:19.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LEXI!!!</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday, Lex! Yay! You're twenty.  You're amazing, thanks for everything you do. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight youth was GREAT! Daniel spoke about LOOOOOOVE, and more importantly God's unconditional, run after it kind of love. He is so on fire for God, college must be going really well! I'm glad he's back for a while! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I guess my day was alright. It was the easy day for school subjects, and tomorrow I get the opportunity to conquer the harder day. :P&lt;br /&gt;I found out that I was on the Honor Role! WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired and hungry.&lt;br /&gt;PEACE OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. AMY IS IN THE HOSPITAL... IN CASE YOU HAVEN'T BEEN AROUND FOR THE PAST NINE MONTHS, THAT MEANS SHE'S HAVING A BABY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pps. Friday is the youth Christmas All Nighter. I want to go, except I don't want to go swimming.. ANYWHERE. AT ALL! Well, I kind of want to do the Polar Bear swim, except I don't want to be freezing cold for the rest of the night with stringy hair and stinky salty limbs.&lt;br /&gt;I guess that about sums it up, I don't think I'LL BE SWIMMING!  :D&lt;br /&gt;Tata, my dear folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-5421631606211200347?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/5421631606211200347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=5421631606211200347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/5421631606211200347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/5421631606211200347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-lexi.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LEXI!!!'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-2567947586871102881</id><published>2008-12-08T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:31:50.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY RANDY!</title><content type='html'>It's Randy's 20th birthday. I know this is so cliche, but, HAPPY BIRTHDAY! You are now in the third decade of your life. HOLY CRAP. I'm only in my second. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna jet. It's time to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;Lateeeerrrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-2567947586871102881?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/2567947586871102881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=2567947586871102881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/2567947586871102881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/2567947586871102881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-randy.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY RANDY!'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-8906462234263966354</id><published>2008-12-07T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T21:42:20.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I tried to be chill, but you're so hot that I melted.</title><content type='html'>Canucks lost to the Avs tonight in a shootout. 5 to 4. Hopefully they'll beat the Predators on&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to church today. Mercedes and Mikayla came over after to work on our Bible project, which, I guess, went alright. They saw my house for the first time. I think they liked it. We went to the church for the Christmas talent show/decoration night. Some skits were funny. haha. Ma &amp;amp; Pa Kettle.&lt;br /&gt;I saw Daniel tonight! That was pretty sweet.&lt;br /&gt;I was going to say something incredibly funny, but I forgot. I guess you'll have to wait until next time.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know, that was a stupid post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Até minha escrita em seguida encontra sua tela, adeus.&lt;/p&gt;     (If you're really crazy about know what that says, here. It says: Until my writing next meets your screen, farewell. (In portuguese.))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-8906462234263966354?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/8906462234263966354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=8906462234263966354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/8906462234263966354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/8906462234263966354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-tried-to-be-chill-but-youre-so-hot.html' title='I tried to be chill, but you&apos;re so hot that I melted.'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-8531471895003742780</id><published>2008-12-06T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T22:48:05.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends!</title><content type='html'>This morning I woke up at 10:30!! It felt so nice to sleep in. I haven't in a while.&lt;br /&gt;After waking up, I roamed around the house for a little bit until some lady came to our house. I then went on the computer for a while. ;)&lt;br /&gt;At about 12:15 I realized what time it was and that I had to jet to Laurel's pb&amp;amp;j's! I wrote in a card, put a bill in it and left a little bit later.&lt;br /&gt;When Laurel's birthday celebration was over, I went to Merb's house with Mik to work on our Bible project. I think we got lots done. :) It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;I laughed so hard while I was drinking a steamer, milk came out of my nose. HAHAH!!&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;well, that was my day.&lt;br /&gt;Farvel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-8531471895003742780?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/8531471895003742780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=8531471895003742780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/8531471895003742780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/8531471895003742780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2008/12/friends.html' title='friends!'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-7307173019283322194</id><published>2008-12-05T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T22:40:09.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>iPhones and housewarming parties.</title><content type='html'>Vancouver beat Minnesota tonight. 2-1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said at the end of my previous blog, I went to The Three Stooges housewarming party.&lt;br /&gt;There was lots of food, people and noise.&lt;br /&gt;Mercedes, Emerson, Sam and I were just sitting around talking for a while and I guess we started talking about iPhones. Merbs raced to get her mom's so we could fool around with it. We spent like 45 minutes downloading and playing games. Our very favorite was air hockey. hahah!! It was a terrific time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Amy is going to burst soon. She's due on Sunday!! SUNDAY!! That's so soon! WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really tired.&lt;br /&gt;Abschied&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-7307173019283322194?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/7307173019283322194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=7307173019283322194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/7307173019283322194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/7307173019283322194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2008/12/iphones-and-housewarming-parties.html' title='iPhones and housewarming parties.'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-2312040723604525575</id><published>2008-12-05T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:16:44.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is only one little puppy left. Lucy! Isn't that sad? Fred was sold today. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Mr. Shuel changed our desks around into groups of 4 in squares. I like it..&lt;br /&gt;Tooooday is Friday. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Woot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning we had chapel then headed to skating.&lt;br /&gt;You know that feeling when you first step onto the ice, if you haven't been skating in a while, and you kind of get a sense of direction leading your face to taste the ice? (Meaning falling, of course..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well I hate it&lt;/span&gt;. Before today I hadn't been on the ice since last year. Crazy, eh? Yeah, for about the first 5-10 minutes I didn't go super fast, and after that I started to go faster. Then before you know it, it's time to go and I was good at skating. hahah. I HATE THAT! Except next Friday should be easy.&lt;br /&gt;When we got back to school after skating, we ate hot lunch! They were ginormous hot dogs.. Last week we had DQ which was QUITE tasty. :) During lunch break we had play practice. kind of ick. ahah. It will be over soon, though!&lt;br /&gt;Laurel and I REALLY didn't want to go.. We were outside for a while running up and down the little hill until somebody said, '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;PLAY PRACTICE IS STARTING, LAUREL AND CHELS!&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;c'est dommage is all we could say. Except for 'crap/darn/I don't want to go!'&lt;br /&gt;Today I found out that I have more lines, because some chick dropped out and I am the filling in, to my understanding, at least. And I only have like a week and a half!! AHH!&lt;br /&gt;After play practice came music, then Bible with Teacher Mr. Pastor Matt. It was a pretty good class for the last block on Friday. I didn't see Jay today though. That was strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For practically the whole way home on the bus Emerson was dancing and singing the first and only line to Viva La Vida. It got stuck in my head and I JUST got it out of there because I listened to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This looks super long, so I am at the end.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Randy, Ryan and Matt's house in like 15 minutes anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, be brave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. Our (Mik, my and Merb's) Bible Project might have song to it. ;) It should be good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-2312040723604525575?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/2312040723604525575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=2312040723604525575' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/2312040723604525575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/2312040723604525575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2008/12/there-is-only-one-little-puppy-left.html' title=''/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-3425284546131399158</id><published>2008-12-03T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:57:57.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>buckets. of. lists.</title><content type='html'>My day.. My day was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Here I am.. Sitting at my computer drinking a delicious VBF. Oh man. It's good. I'm so weird. I always want hot drinks, then order a cold one. When I want a cold one, I order hot. It's stupid.&lt;br /&gt;I had drama today.. drama as in the class.  It was pretty fun. Mandy, Laurel, Mikayla, Mercedes and I had to do a scene in gibberish. haha! It was hilarious. I proposed to Mandy. It was simply amazing.&lt;br /&gt;{{ HCE IS NOT MY FAVORITE SUBJECT! }}&lt;br /&gt;Surprise, surprise, I got picked up from the bus early! YEAH! That was awesome. When I got home the carpet in the media room was finished. :D Nana and the girls were over, because they brought me home from the bus, of course. (girls being Zandra, Ank, and Nena.)&lt;br /&gt;For some strange reason, Alex and I were kind of a little hyper. haha.. She dictated her blog to me, and I typed it. She must have felt royal. BUT, she has to get used to it if she's going to be the PM some day. She will.. I know it.&lt;br /&gt;Wow! Moving on. I get so off topic so easily. okay! back to my story. =]&lt;br /&gt;I typed her blog for her, we played with the puppies a tad, and she sat in Bentley's kennel. HAHAH!! I sure love her. :P&lt;br /&gt;My mouth hurts. Real bad. This darn elastic might be getting to me, even though I've had it for a while now.&lt;br /&gt;Some lady bought a puppy today.. GUESS WHAT HER NAME WAS!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SERIOUSLY&lt;/span&gt;.. GUESS!! I HOPE YOU LAUGH OUT LOUD WHEN YOU FIND OUT.&lt;br /&gt;....HER NAME WAS.....&lt;br /&gt;TINA TURNER! I know! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She bought Ethel, which makes me sad 'cause Ethel's my favorite. AND GUESS WHERE SHE LIVES!! YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT! WAY OUT IN BOONIE VILLE SOIN TULA! I bet I'll never see my lovely again. PFFT! That's okay. My life isn't lame enough to mourn over the loss of a puppy that I've only known for approximately eight weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Some guy from an island is buying another one. A puppy that is. That will mean that we only have two left!&lt;br /&gt;I then went to Thrive.. [Find Christ in Christmas] It was good. For some reason I got my picture taken. WEIRD. I also realized that a picture of me is on the Youth Retreat sign up things with all your info on them.&lt;br /&gt;Mikayla saw my bucket list for the first time today. I have some stellar things on it, man! Like flying a plane! I'm not talking the 3 level jumbo jets.. Just a two seater :P I also have some moose/bear hunting.. learn to play drums and acoustic. I love acoustic :D&lt;br /&gt;I am now tired and going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;TOODLES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-3425284546131399158?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/3425284546131399158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=3425284546131399158' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/3425284546131399158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/3425284546131399158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-day.html' title='buckets. of. lists.'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-3302272119311790780</id><published>2008-12-02T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T22:13:55.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>serious stuff.</title><content type='html'>So guys. about an hour or so ago, my uncle in &lt;span class="status_body"&gt;penticton had a heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;could you please pray for peace over the family and a quick recovery?&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-3302272119311790780?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/3302272119311790780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=3302272119311790780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/3302272119311790780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/3302272119311790780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2008/12/serious-stuff.html' title='serious stuff.'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-4898075139442441926</id><published>2008-12-02T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T17:07:12.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday, Laul! ;]</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday, Laurel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had PE. We played basketball. I guess I'm alright at dribbling and shooting.. {WHEN I HAVE A FIRM BALL.} but passing the ball through my legs was a toughie. :P haha.&lt;br /&gt;Laurel, Mandy and I made up some sign language so we can talk during class without noise if we have to. :) It's great.&lt;br /&gt;I went over to Puncle's  house after school like every day, and it was kind of funnish. We didn't really do anything, but I was playing 'Go Tell It On The Mountain' on piano, and got sick of the tune, so in my head I changed it. Then I played it by ear, and it sounded much better.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is Cadre, and for Emerson's sake, I hope it's good. :D&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't really have much to say.&lt;br /&gt;Laaater.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-4898075139442441926?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/4898075139442441926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=4898075139442441926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/4898075139442441926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/4898075139442441926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-laul.html' title='Happy birthday, Laul! ;]'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-8932500499566450373</id><published>2008-12-01T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T17:49:16.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts are jumbled.</title><content type='html'>aah.. Today school was boring.. Other than French, it was a blast. Some people like closing windows, others like to eat cordon bleu, while some get bruises on their legs. It all works out, Mandy. ;)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Our class is now decorated all Christmas like and so is the bus..&lt;br /&gt;I sat all ALONE for pretty much the WHOLE bus ride. SOME PEOPLE sure are friendly, and inviting sometimes. It was boring, but I kind of got a little while to think. (I know that sounds lame.. pfft.)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;When I got home from school, I raced around the kitchen with four little puppies chasing after me. I watched some hockey.. AND!!! wait for it... wait for it.. I OPENED MY ADVENT CALENDAR. It's spiderman.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is Prison Break and I am preeeeetty excited. Other than the fact that Self is a backstabbing jerk, this season has been good. I kind of suspected that the lady secretary would be a private investigator/cop. I totally knew that Self was gonna turn on them anyways. I mean HELLO. If he had the opportunity to have like 170 million bucks, WHO WOULDN'T!?!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Mercedes, if you happen to be reading this, the bridge question is a fake. IT'S IMPOSSIBLE, AND I'M NOT EVEN KIDDING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-8932500499566450373?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/8932500499566450373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=8932500499566450373' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/8932500499566450373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/8932500499566450373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-thoughts-are-jumbled.html' title='My thoughts are jumbled.'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-7204047509245429623</id><published>2008-11-27T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T17:42:53.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while..</title><content type='html'>I haven't been on here in a while because I moved and had no internet. Darn, eh?&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;For the past two weeks I've been kinda busy :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was Consumed!&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ONSUMED: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;O&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;NE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; = A GREAT TIME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was a moving day..&lt;br /&gt;I now live in a gorgeous 3 floor practical mansion. :D It's fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was Levi's 19th birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;HOLY CRAP, MAN! He's getting up there. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are basically the 'big' events that have happened lately. I'll be back on later.&lt;br /&gt;SEEE YAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               .                   .                   .                      .                      .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-7204047509245429623?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/7204047509245429623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=7204047509245429623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/7204047509245429623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/7204047509245429623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while..'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-3566712915125547539</id><published>2008-11-13T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:24:42.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thirsty Thursday..</title><content type='html'>I want water...&lt;br /&gt;This morning I woke up, once again, to my dumb alarm clock.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of going to school right away, I went sign waving.. for my uncle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;vote&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was half exciting, and half really stinking cold! I got a bunch of honks and smiles, thumbs ups, and waves and even a few head shakes as people drove past. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;[Yes, Russel, you were DEFINITELY one of the head shakers. That's right, I saw that glaring shake as you raced off to school in your chick car. Haha. I'm kidding, as if I would make fun of you..]&lt;br /&gt;Continuing on.&lt;br /&gt;A bus full of screaming kids went past us honking. There were kids with their heads and hands out the window cheering for Puncle. Even Starr Winchester honked for us! YEAH, MAN!&lt;br /&gt;I finally got to school, which wasn't even actually that late. When I was walking to the office to get a late slip, I passed Mandy... She was going home because she has pink eye! Can you say ouch? Of all weekends too. CONSUMED! That stinks.&lt;br /&gt;At school we're going to burn a bucket full of sins.  &lt;--random side note.. After going to the office, Alexandra and I said our farewells and walked off to our own classes. In case you happen to wonder, Thursday is absolutely not my favorite day of the week. :( MATH -&gt; ENGLISH -&gt; FRENCH -&gt; ENGLISH -&gt; MATH.&lt;br /&gt;That was basically my day.. I got home after school and did some homework, ate dinner and more homework and now I'm on here. I have to go do more homework.&lt;br /&gt;LATER DAYS, FRIENDS!&lt;/vote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-3566712915125547539?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/3566712915125547539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=3566712915125547539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/3566712915125547539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/3566712915125547539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2008/11/thirsty-thursday.html' title='Thirsty Thursday..'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-6345932073268662673</id><published>2008-11-12T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:22:09.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wingnut Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Okay, this morning I awoke from a wonderful sleep to the blaring sound of my silly alarm clock. Waking up to a horrible &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!!!*&lt;/span&gt; is not my favorite. ESPECIALLY when you have to get out of your warm, comforting bed to step out into your cold dark room. Man! It really gets me sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Moving on..&lt;br /&gt;..I woke up..&lt;br /&gt;I went on with my easy Wednesday school schedule of Devos, Math, Drama, English, Music and HCE. When school was finished, I decided not to go on the bus to catch a ride home. Instead, I figured I'd just hang around the soccer field.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KIDDING!&lt;/span&gt; After school I went to Highland with my English/Yearbookish teacher and Merbs and Mik to sit in on a Yearbook class. It was kind of exciting, and I got a few good ideas for our yearbook this year :D&lt;br /&gt;{Side Note --&gt;} By the way, I really like the yellow lockers.. :P Mine's a boring color of blue.&lt;br /&gt;After the Highland visit, my teacher took me and the other two girls to Wendy's :) You know, I got the usual JR. BACON CHEESEBURGER. HO YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;Once through the drivethru, we were dropped off at the church for youth.. {THRIVE YOUTH CHURCH.. YOU SHOULD GO!} I got to youth, set up, cracked a few jokes, hung out with friends, worshipped and watched a sweet video from.. Louie &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(?)&lt;/span&gt; Louis &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(?) &lt;/span&gt;Gigleo&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (?) &lt;/span&gt;Giglio &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(?) &lt;/span&gt;Anyways.. Louis Giglio. It was insane, and it made me feel small.. I mean TINY! Actually it didn't, but I think if might have supposed to. :)&lt;br /&gt;Check out Laminin in google images. It's basically what holds your body together. I know, I know, I though it was friggen sweet too!&lt;br /&gt;I then helped with take down, and went home to watch the tail end of the hockey game.. which went to over time, which went to a shoot out.&lt;br /&gt;Luongo, good job on your shutout record, man. I would most likely let the first shot in.&lt;br /&gt;hah. One time, I was being a goalie and got a black eye. O.o&lt;br /&gt;So the Av's won, which disappointed me, but hey, the Canucks have done well so far.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully they will keep winning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams,&lt;br /&gt;CNN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-6345932073268662673?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/6345932073268662673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=6345932073268662673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/6345932073268662673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/6345932073268662673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2008/11/wingnut-wednesday.html' title='Wingnut Wednesday'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-5896604144329268590</id><published>2008-11-11T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T11:46:46.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange Dreams</title><content type='html'>Last night I had the strangest dream about Consumed! I guess I'm getting excited about the weekend.. ahha..&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. Here's how it went..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody was at the church yet, and Emerson kept bothering me to do Concession, so I willingly opened the place up. He was showing me all the new candies and how there were EXTRA sour keys just in case people really liked them. All of a sudden Emerson vanished and Jason, Randy and Cody showed up.. Jason was cutting his brother's hair and Randy was telling him how it should be done. All of a sudden, Jay was not trimming hair anymore, and Cody's hair seemed like it hadn't been touched. :P&lt;br /&gt;Then out of the blue, I was talking to Breanne at concession.&lt;br /&gt;The church started to get fuller and fuller, and she said, 'MAN! It's gonna be one full weekend. I don't think we can have this many people! Holy Lord!'&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I was waking up from bed (still in dream) and I heard this weird laughing noise, so I followed it all the way to the bathroom. You want to know what I saw?? I saw this little kid sitting IN the toilet, blowing bubbles.. I was absolutely disgusted and asked my Gramma Karen to get the kid out. hahah. [I don't know where she came from]&lt;br /&gt;Later we were in the service for Consumed in a church that did NOT look like Northgate.  I was wondering why we weren't at ours, when I woke up to the smell of pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it. One of my crazy dreams. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-5896604144329268590?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/5896604144329268590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=5896604144329268590' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/5896604144329268590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/5896604144329268590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2008/11/strange-dreams.html' title='Strange Dreams'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126200635931825024.post-9108665125642498198</id><published>2008-11-10T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T18:26:39.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm different.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Basically... I have given in and now I am.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;BAM!&lt;/span&gt; An official blogger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5 &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4 3 2 &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1... GONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126200635931825024-9108665125642498198?l=chelseamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/9108665125642498198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126200635931825024&amp;postID=9108665125642498198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/9108665125642498198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126200635931825024/posts/default/9108665125642498198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelseamillar.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-different.html' title='I&apos;m different.'/><author><name>Chels.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014337789124663882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1T9SFr4YqNY/SiLpZFdwEKI/AAAAAAAAACo/R8rSTNzEzIM/S220/chelsdownie08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
