<?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-8159068472214833423</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:40:50.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Andy's Antics</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andybreuer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8159068472214833423/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andybreuer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169880026803679316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SlEzMuv4kuI/AAAAAAAAABE/DH09fVSrV6A/S220/Disneyland+028.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8159068472214833423.post-3723955658161136212</id><published>2010-03-13T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T21:01:54.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My trip to 100 mile</title><content type='html'>I have been up in 100 mile for 3 days now and i really like it. Branae and her family live up here.I got to see Branae, Rachel, Auntie leigh, Daniel, Nanny, Super Nan, Rob, Cindy, Ayden, Callum, Keegan, Camryn., Uncle Ian, and Auntie Deanna. I'll get to see Christina. I don't know when I'll see her but I will. Daniel is 4 now but he is crazier than ever. Camryn is 6 but shes just as crazy as Daniel, maybe even crazier. I'm going home on Monday but I will come back mainly to see Branae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8159068472214833423-3723955658161136212?l=andybreuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andybreuer.blogspot.com/feeds/3723955658161136212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andybreuer.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-trip-to100-mile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8159068472214833423/posts/default/3723955658161136212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8159068472214833423/posts/default/3723955658161136212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andybreuer.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-trip-to100-mile.html' title='My trip to 100 mile'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169880026803679316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SlEzMuv4kuI/AAAAAAAAABE/DH09fVSrV6A/S220/Disneyland+028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8159068472214833423.post-3711785096751564651</id><published>2009-09-27T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T21:27:41.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SsA20Lf8SoI/AAAAAAAAADM/eeXq-sIrQTM/s1600-h/2009_08060117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SsA20Lf8SoI/AAAAAAAAADM/eeXq-sIrQTM/s200/2009_08060117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;My family is complicated. For one thing, my parents are divorced. They have been divorced since I was four. My dad is now dating someone who has the same name as my mom only with different spelling. He is a recovering drug addict who really doesn't have a decent job. He travels a lot to sell bed sheets in different places. He used to sell shammies at home shows around the world and at the P.N.E, the Richmond Night Market, and the Flea Market in Abbotsford, BC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: purple; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SsA51SIT56I/AAAAAAAAADc/yPJq-zEAZdc/s1600-h/2009_07230003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SsA51SIT56I/AAAAAAAAADc/yPJq-zEAZdc/s1600-h/2009_07230003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SsA6VlW-e-I/AAAAAAAAADk/XwK5UvpRyWU/s1600-h/2009_08060119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="97" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SsA6VlW-e-I/AAAAAAAAADk/XwK5UvpRyWU/s200/2009_08060119.JPG" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;After my mom left my dad, she met someone else named Anthony. He was like family along with my stepbrother Michael. My mom and Tony got married in 2002 and divorced 2 years later. I still have contact with Michael from time to time. She is now currently dating a really fun guy. I also have a half brother through my dad and he is the best brother I could ask for. He is 11 years older than me and he lives in Vancouver but I talk to him from time to time and I get to see him every once in a while, or whenever he can drive out to see me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SsA7GspSThI/AAAAAAAAADs/0VyRcyMHAjs/s1600-h/2009_07230003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SsA7GspSThI/AAAAAAAAADs/0VyRcyMHAjs/s200/2009_07230003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/8159068472214833423-3711785096751564651?l=andybreuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andybreuer.blogspot.com/feeds/3711785096751564651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andybreuer.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8159068472214833423/posts/default/3711785096751564651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8159068472214833423/posts/default/3711785096751564651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andybreuer.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-family.html' title='My Family'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169880026803679316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SlEzMuv4kuI/AAAAAAAAABE/DH09fVSrV6A/S220/Disneyland+028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SsA20Lf8SoI/AAAAAAAAADM/eeXq-sIrQTM/s72-c/2009_08060117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8159068472214833423.post-6937213855735836693</id><published>2009-08-16T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T16:48:10.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tips on Driving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I recently just got my Learners permit and I started driving on Friday. My mom took me driving in one of the parking lots.One thing that I've noticed is that when you are first learning to drive, take it slow as you are getting used to the feel of the car. As you get more comfortable, you can drive faster. But if you have to write the test first, make sure you know that you know the stuff first before you write it. If you think you know the stuff, take practice tests online first. If you get 90% of the questions right, you'll know that you are absolutely ready to take the test you get your learners permit because the questions on the test is hard. so if you are learning to drive or you are studying for the test, well good luck! I wish you the best!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8159068472214833423-6937213855735836693?l=andybreuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andybreuer.blogspot.com/feeds/6937213855735836693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andybreuer.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-recently-just-got-my-learners-permit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8159068472214833423/posts/default/6937213855735836693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8159068472214833423/posts/default/6937213855735836693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andybreuer.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-recently-just-got-my-learners-permit.html' title='Tips on Driving'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169880026803679316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SlEzMuv4kuI/AAAAAAAAABE/DH09fVSrV6A/S220/Disneyland+028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8159068472214833423.post-886048068725451101</id><published>2009-08-11T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T21:08:53.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Ode to Bobby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/Spxc318sslI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_4Ntih0KN_0/s1600-h/2009_07230026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="background-color: white; clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/Spxc318sslI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_4Ntih0KN_0/s200/2009_07230026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SpxdF8sfMKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/AJOXkS4iVyE/s1600-h/2009_08060059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SpxdF8sfMKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/AJOXkS4iVyE/s200/2009_08060059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SpxdN32TrUI/AAAAAAAAACE/llReTK6NL6k/s1600-h/2009_08060060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SpxdN32TrUI/AAAAAAAAACE/llReTK6NL6k/s200/2009_08060060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My dog just died recently and I wrote this poem about her:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you have been by my side every step of the way&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;especially if it's in the middle of the day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you listened to me, you made everything funny&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you were cute, even cuter than a bunny&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and when you think I'm in some kind of trouble&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you always came to my rescue, even if it cost you double&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We've protected each other throughout the years&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you even loved being scratched behind the ears&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you loved me and I loved you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and I will still love you even after everything I put you through&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I remember when it got dark&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you protected me just with your bark&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and after Christmas in the middle of the night&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you made me feel better when dad started to fight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you were everything to me by and by&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and that's why sometimes I'll have to cry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you were the best dog that I could ask for&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;because you were definitely not a bore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and during the night when you are asleep&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you'd make this sound, just a little peep&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;just so you know even if you sleep all day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you will be in my heart, like fish in a bay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I will love you forever and even more&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I will even miss hearing you snore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm also gonna miss you hitting the sack&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;when we were in the water, you barked at us to come back&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I will love you forever even if I'm in a lobby&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;forever and all eternity I'll love you, Bobby&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8159068472214833423-886048068725451101?l=andybreuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andybreuer.blogspot.com/feeds/886048068725451101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andybreuer.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-ode-to-bobby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8159068472214833423/posts/default/886048068725451101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8159068472214833423/posts/default/886048068725451101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andybreuer.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-ode-to-bobby.html' title='My Ode to Bobby'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169880026803679316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SlEzMuv4kuI/AAAAAAAAABE/DH09fVSrV6A/S220/Disneyland+028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/Spxc318sslI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_4Ntih0KN_0/s72-c/2009_07230026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8159068472214833423.post-6742495188392014922</id><published>2009-07-25T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T16:45:41.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Earlier this week, it was my birthday. I had my best friend and my stepbrother over for like a mini party. I also had my friend from school come too. It was sunny with no clouds all day and it was almost scorching hot but luckily for me I got to go swimming. I even got to go tubing. It was my first time tubing in like 5 years. After I went tubing, I learned how to pull a tuber behind a boat as well. After that we had sushi and a blizzard cake and then we went to a movie. My best friend Branae went to go see transformers and my mom and her boyfriend me and my friend Stephanie went to go see Harry Potter. It was an awesome movie just with a sorta sad ending. My mom and her boyfriend think that the movie sucked but that was their opinion. I had an awesome birthday. It was even better than last year and my birthday last year was pretty good, I guess.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8159068472214833423-6742495188392014922?l=andybreuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andybreuer.blogspot.com/feeds/6742495188392014922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andybreuer.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8159068472214833423/posts/default/6742495188392014922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8159068472214833423/posts/default/6742495188392014922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andybreuer.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169880026803679316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SlEzMuv4kuI/AAAAAAAAABE/DH09fVSrV6A/S220/Disneyland+028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8159068472214833423.post-5465381336896741993</id><published>2009-07-09T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T16:45:15.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tonight I went to this American Idol Tour Concert 2009. It was everyone from the top 10 performing, including my favorite performer, Adam Lambert.It was the first concert I've ever gone to. It went from 7:30- 10:00. It was loads of fun.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8159068472214833423-5465381336896741993?l=andybreuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andybreuer.blogspot.com/feeds/5465381336896741993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andybreuer.blogspot.com/2009/07/american-idol-concert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8159068472214833423/posts/default/5465381336896741993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8159068472214833423/posts/default/5465381336896741993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andybreuer.blogspot.com/2009/07/american-idol-concert.html' title='American Idol Concert'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169880026803679316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SlEzMuv4kuI/AAAAAAAAABE/DH09fVSrV6A/S220/Disneyland+028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8159068472214833423.post-4139330208397016851</id><published>2009-07-07T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T17:16:10.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When I went to Europe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SlPPdR-pKRI/AAAAAAAAABs/Onl2ulC9YXs/s1600-h/budapest+016.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SpxnUvsymfI/AAAAAAAAAC0/2-uKHYtYvgE/s1600-h/budapest+167.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SpxnUvsymfI/AAAAAAAAAC0/2-uKHYtYvgE/s200/budapest+167.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SpxkT5_Y6uI/AAAAAAAAACM/nMVtsf5xq4s/s1600-h/budapest+088.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SpxldlsXrBI/AAAAAAAAACs/3YGxnBFLYaA/s1600-h/budapest+132.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SpxldlsXrBI/AAAAAAAAACs/3YGxnBFLYaA/s200/budapest+132.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;In April 2008, I went to Europe for about a week.  My mom had this conference there and she asked me if i wanted to go.I had one of the best times of my life. We went to Budapest, Hungary for 4 days and I got to tour a castle there. After my moms conference was done, we took a 12 hr train ride to Transylvania with a couple of my moms friends. We took the train at 5pm and then woke up at 5am, we got a tour of Transylvania and we even got to see Dracula's castle. It was cool. Then after spending the night there, we walked around Transylvania the next day and then at about 11  or 12 that night, we all took the train back to Budapest. We got back the next morning and walked around Budapest for practically the whole day and we  went home the next morning. It was by far the best trip I've ever gone on.&lt;/b&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/8159068472214833423-4139330208397016851?l=andybreuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andybreuer.blogspot.com/feeds/4139330208397016851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andybreuer.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-i-went-to-europe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8159068472214833423/posts/default/4139330208397016851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8159068472214833423/posts/default/4139330208397016851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andybreuer.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-i-went-to-europe.html' title='When I went to Europe'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169880026803679316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SlEzMuv4kuI/AAAAAAAAABE/DH09fVSrV6A/S220/Disneyland+028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SpxnUvsymfI/AAAAAAAAAC0/2-uKHYtYvgE/s72-c/budapest+167.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8159068472214833423.post-2824910643334284822</id><published>2009-07-05T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T16:47:40.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Best Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;On July 1st 2009, I went to go see my best friend, I don't see her much anymore because she moved to hundred mile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;We&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%; font-weight: bold;"&gt; h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ve been best friends since she was  born, or that is at least how long we've known each other. She couldn't go anywhere because she had to take care of her grandmother and great grandmother, so I went over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and hung out with her for a few hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I helped her make dinner and we basically talked and caught up with our life. It was the most fun I've had since I went to Disneyland. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8159068472214833423-2824910643334284822?l=andybreuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andybreuer.blogspot.com/feeds/2824910643334284822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andybreuer.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-best-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8159068472214833423/posts/default/2824910643334284822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8159068472214833423/posts/default/2824910643334284822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andybreuer.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-best-friend.html' title='My Best Friend'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169880026803679316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SlEzMuv4kuI/AAAAAAAAABE/DH09fVSrV6A/S220/Disneyland+028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8159068472214833423.post-8543907443781352923</id><published>2009-07-05T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T16:46:10.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My trip to Disneyland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My name is Andy Breuer.  In May 2009 I went to Disneyland with my mom and her boyfriend. We went on all kinds of rides there like Pirates of the Caribbean, Splash Mountain, and mostly all the others. We even went to a couple of shows there. But for some reason, my favorite part of Disneyland was meeting the characters. Granted, I didn't see as many characters as I did when I went to Disneyworld, Orlando Florida. But it was still the one of the best trips in a long time.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8159068472214833423-8543907443781352923?l=andybreuer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andybreuer.blogspot.com/feeds/8543907443781352923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andybreuer.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-trip-to-disneyland.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8159068472214833423/posts/default/8543907443781352923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8159068472214833423/posts/default/8543907443781352923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andybreuer.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-trip-to-disneyland.html' title='My trip to Disneyland'/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10169880026803679316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m_9k96baVXM/SlEzMuv4kuI/AAAAAAAAABE/DH09fVSrV6A/S220/Disneyland+028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
