<?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-17162674</id><updated>2012-02-16T21:47:49.074-05:00</updated><category term='Billy in Despair'/><title type='text'>The Life of an Olive Tree</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-4484159168537036509</id><published>2011-04-06T11:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T11:24:49.642-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Zombie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="224"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/1739817893359"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/1739817893359" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="224"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zombies~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-4484159168537036509?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/4484159168537036509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=4484159168537036509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/4484159168537036509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/4484159168537036509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2011/04/zombie.html' title='Zombie'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-7613344273832555034</id><published>2011-04-02T01:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T01:52:24.205-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Steve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="224"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/1704876979858"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/1704876979858" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="224"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uh....Steve the Beanbag. Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-7613344273832555034?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/7613344273832555034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=7613344273832555034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/7613344273832555034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/7613344273832555034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2011/04/steve.html' title='Steve'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-5702968345016845090</id><published>2010-08-07T18:44:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T19:27:32.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Yay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TF3pHeqSFdI/AAAAAAAAATc/4QnoNjfKnoA/s1600/Crash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502810634415379922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TF3pHeqSFdI/AAAAAAAAATc/4QnoNjfKnoA/s400/Crash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;A comic of mine. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I watched [manga] drawing videos at my mamaw and papaw's house today! It was awesome because the artist used techniques that I hadn't really seen before, so it was really helpful to me. However, it's kind of a long process with all the guidelines. But it would be well worth it! Mike Crilley (the artist guy) draws like it's nothing. Maybe you should look up some of his work? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He uses a kneaded eraser when he's finished to erase all of the unneeded guidelines and stuff. I. Want. One. The eraser is also called putty rubber and any eraser that is like putty would be enjoyable for anyone! xD&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/17162674-5702968345016845090?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/5702968345016845090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=5702968345016845090' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/5702968345016845090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/5702968345016845090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2010/08/holy-yay.html' title='Holy Yay!'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TF3pHeqSFdI/AAAAAAAAATc/4QnoNjfKnoA/s72-c/Crash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-4005187970673525498</id><published>2010-08-05T16:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T17:15:19.119-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My College Schedule</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502036952069429954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFspdPUr2sI/AAAAAAAAATM/kQOiS-3mqsY/s320/earlycollege.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally have my schedule! Yeah! Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mondays and Wednesdays:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1.&lt;/em&gt; New Media from 10:00 a.m. - 11:15 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2.&lt;/em&gt; Art from 6:00 p.m. - 8:45 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesdays and Thursdays:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1.&lt;/em&gt; I got this writing/learn how to write type class from 1:00 p.m. - 2:15 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~I have a 15 minute break~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2.&lt;/em&gt; Have the same class, but in a different room from 2:30 p.m. - 3:45 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the weekends off, of course and this includes Fridays too! So I get 3-day weekends! :D Oh yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-4005187970673525498?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/4005187970673525498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=4005187970673525498' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/4005187970673525498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/4005187970673525498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-college-schedule.html' title='My College Schedule'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFspdPUr2sI/AAAAAAAAATM/kQOiS-3mqsY/s72-c/earlycollege.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-4733259795200448074</id><published>2010-08-04T12:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T13:09:18.982-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Math Placement Test</title><content type='html'>Hello, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My math placement test is today, and to be honest, it's kind of nerve racking. I know it's just a placement test and nothing more, but who wants to take a MATH test? Seriously?! Math is not one of my best subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is just one little problem that I just can't seem to get over: How long will this take?&lt;br /&gt;How many questions are there, and is it multiple choice, or do yo have to work your problems out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I wish I knew. Well, I'll find out when we get there. They will provide me with a calculator and some scrap paper, so that might be a clue that it's multiple choice. I'm just hoping it is. This better not take as long as the stupid SAT I took last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumb test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-4733259795200448074?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/4733259795200448074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=4733259795200448074' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/4733259795200448074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/4733259795200448074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2010/08/math-placement-test.html' title='Math Placement Test'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-9012424424414342435</id><published>2010-08-03T20:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T20:36:50.121-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ignore what's below. Ignore it. Some...No, most of that stuff is...mentally challenged. Some blog posts are good though. But I wouldn't waste your time shifting through my old posts. (Look at that! 2005! It goes back to 2005! I was 13. Just. Don't.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I might continue to write some stuff or I might not, because most of everything is on Facebook. If it's a big situation, like my experiences at IUK, then I'll post it! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Check back every once in a while again, okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-9012424424414342435?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/9012424424414342435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=9012424424414342435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/9012424424414342435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/9012424424414342435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-is-now.html' title='This is Now'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-1822026311174632384</id><published>2009-10-15T08:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T08:16:19.272-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-1822026311174632384?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/1822026311174632384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=1822026311174632384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/1822026311174632384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/1822026311174632384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-4752689410137667506</id><published>2008-12-03T19:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T20:09:02.685-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary Grinch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, today I had a homework assignment to do in Psychology. It's due tomorrow. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways, it was on the Grinch. Our assignment was called "Analysis of a TV Character". My teacher said that we could do movie characters too. When I was done with my paper, I wanted to put a picture of the Grinch on my paper 'cause I'm awesome like that. Then I came across a very scary picture of him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275735038986832114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/STctEN_kSPI/AAAAAAAAAR0/4eiyA26J2_o/s320/Scary+Grinch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I will forever be scarred by this picture. I will also have nightmares.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-4752689410137667506?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/4752689410137667506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=4752689410137667506' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/4752689410137667506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/4752689410137667506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2008/12/scary-grinch.html' title='Scary Grinch!'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/STctEN_kSPI/AAAAAAAAAR0/4eiyA26J2_o/s72-c/Scary+Grinch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-2941807128314692332</id><published>2008-09-08T19:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T07:48:10.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Early X-Mas List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So....I wanted to be helpful with some people and put out my X-Mas list early so they can get their shopping done for me! ^_^ Isn't that wonderful of me?! So, here it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. A Sand Village headband (I asked mom for this. It's a Naruto thing.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. An Akatsuki (A-cots-key) cloak (XL or bigger in men's) (Can easily be found on Ebay! I know. I checked. Again, I've aked mom for it. Oh! I could wear it on Halloween in '09! That would be awesome. Plus I could wear it into Wal*Mart or something and get stared at! =D)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. Itachi's (Ee-Tah-chi's) Headband (I recommend you put "Itachi Headband" on Ebay, 'cause it didn't work with that -'s at the end of it. Anyways, this is to go with the cloak. Again, I could SO wear it on Halloween!! YAY!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. The Naruto Manga books. (I have numbers &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;1-7&lt;/span&gt;, but I still want more. I think there's over 20. Maybe over 30. I'm not sure. =\)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. Okay....Anything Naruto!! (Yeah, 'cept all those weirdo action figures and cards. Those are ick.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Anything Sand Village. (Mom already knows...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. Anything...Gaara! (....I would care for a plushie doll....or other things.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Any video games that you would think that I'd like! (I don't really have any ideas on games, so you can do that for me. I have these things: A Nintendo Game Cube, A Gameboy Advanced, a Nintendo DS, and a PSP. There. Now go forth and browse...Please?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;9. A camera (A small digital camera that could fit in you pocket, not a big, ginormous thing.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. This is something you DON'T have to buy!: A Tablit (Yup. I've decided that I don't need it and I wouldn't use it very much because drawing on paper seems easier. You're welcome!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;11. iTunes cards. (I love music! ^_^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;That's about it. Now, all the Naruto stuff I put on here, I've told mom and dad about, so you'll have to talk to them about that stuff.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243804855782292162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/SMW8u8RfOsI/AAAAAAAAAMU/rVLppU-5H4U/s320/Akatsuki.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is an Akatsuki cloak, I like these 'cause they'really big on you. (If you get the right size!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-2941807128314692332?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/2941807128314692332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=2941807128314692332' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/2941807128314692332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/2941807128314692332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-early-x-mas-list.html' title='Another Early X-Mas List'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/SMW8u8RfOsI/AAAAAAAAAMU/rVLppU-5H4U/s72-c/Akatsuki.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-7899011692065358599</id><published>2008-07-29T13:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T14:09:15.657-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What About Bob?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and Amanda have come to like the movie &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What About Bob?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; ever since we saw it at school. It's awesome and we know that all you guys love it! So, that's why I suggest we need another &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What About Bob?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228497568981666418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/SI9a1lQlSnI/AAAAAAAAAMM/eUtnPhn_KP4/s320/Imsailing.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(This picture is kinda crappy, but it's the best I could find!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Apparently, Amanda and I were little when y'all had your fist one, because I don't remember it, but Amanda does. She told me that she was lying down on the floor watching the movie at aunt Jan's. So yeah, we need another one because I wanna dress up in a trench coat and wear one of those hats. Plus, I can totally get a fake badge made of paper! Weeeeee!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Think about it! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-7899011692065358599?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/7899011692065358599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=7899011692065358599' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/7899011692065358599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/7899011692065358599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-about-bob.html' title='What About Bob?'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/SI9a1lQlSnI/AAAAAAAAAMM/eUtnPhn_KP4/s72-c/Imsailing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-1649942638615039562</id><published>2008-07-09T00:36:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T23:28:52.832-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates and GIR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, Olivia's been gone for a LONG time now! Thought you might need some updates?? Here are some you might have questions for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. No. I have NOT started driving yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I haven't been doing much of anything besides returning to Summer School to help out with little kids like we always do. Some are just freakin' brats. I'll have to tell Manda to do her report on the kids like she always does, that way, y'all can have a good laugh! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Okay, I don't care now. I'm telling you facts about what's going on with me here...in recent times...yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GIR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so, I have this little guy named GIR I've been drawing. He's awesome and haters can just leave. Right now...............You gone yet? Okay. GIR's a robot and he's popular for what he says and does on an old show called "Invader Zim". Now, I don't know if you guys have even heard of that cartoon before, but it was coolio. The network killed it. You can look it up if you want. You can also look up GIR any where and I'm sure he'll be there. To show you what he looks like, I've scanned one of my drawings for you. I didn't trace anything! Seriously. I just looked at the picture I wanted and tried to copy it as best as I could free-handed. These are my results:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220872466769501986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/SHRD2N9p3yI/AAAAAAAAAME/ah4vtvLd1tY/s320/scan0001.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ain't he cute?!?!?!? He's in his little doggie outfit that he wears. I'll put my Robot GIR on here some time. OH YEAH!!! Here are some of the things he's said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1.&lt;strong&gt; Zim&lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;basically GIR's owner, whose an alien&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;It's been a pleasure working with you GIR. Now, self-destruct.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIR&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;FINALLY!!! *laughs* *blows up&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Zim:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Why is there bacon in the soap?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIR:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;IIII~ Made it myself!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Zim:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;GIR! Be quiet! Do you wanna wake up the whole planet?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIR:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;...I do...*innocent*&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;GIR:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;I'm gonna sing the Doom Song now! *repeats the word "Doom" over and over for 6 months* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Zim:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;GIR! Clean up this mess!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIR:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Nooooooo!!! Okay!! *gets a broom* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, that's just a little bit of GIR's craziness. Do you see why I like him?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-1649942638615039562?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/1649942638615039562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=1649942638615039562' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/1649942638615039562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/1649942638615039562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2008/07/updates-and-gir.html' title='Updates and GIR'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/SHRD2N9p3yI/AAAAAAAAAME/ah4vtvLd1tY/s72-c/scan0001.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-7208247330306679304</id><published>2008-05-27T08:32:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T08:36:58.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hitler =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed height="300" width="250" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/toys/creature2.swf?user=HITLUH" quality="high" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bHQ9MTIxMTg5MTM3NzYxMCZwdD*xMjExODkxNDE5MjE5JnA9MzkwMSZkPSZuPWJsb2dnZXImZz*x.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my new pet named HITLUH.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feed HITLUH.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feed HITLUH now. &gt;=D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-7208247330306679304?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/7208247330306679304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=7208247330306679304' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/7208247330306679304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/7208247330306679304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2008/05/hitler_27.html' title='Hitler =)'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-1479492375970125581</id><published>2008-05-12T07:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T08:14:45.484-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(Oh My Buddah!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I know what I want for Christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wacom.com/bambootablet/bamboo.cfm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.wacom.com/bambootablet/bamboo.cfm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude! I love to draw and stuff, so getting to draw on the computer and then sharing it with the world would be amazing! It's only $79.99!!!.....I think. Maybe it costs more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I must have it.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Save up your money.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Give me.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-1479492375970125581?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/1479492375970125581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=1479492375970125581' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/1479492375970125581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/1479492375970125581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2008/05/omb-oh-my-buddah-i-know-what-i-want-for.html' title=''/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-1413746820422636914</id><published>2008-05-08T07:44:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T08:11:43.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moshi Monsters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/SCLnsVdd2II/AAAAAAAAAL0/tildPpGPtaU/s1600-h/katsuma-luvli.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197971668799969410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/SCLnsVdd2II/AAAAAAAAAL0/tildPpGPtaU/s320/katsuma-luvli.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you, Sarah! This game is fun! You requested that this is something at school that I could do because I was bored. Well, I couldn't do it because you had to buy something first. For you other people, Moshi Monsters is a place where you can adopt your very own monster and take care of it. Right now there are 6 types of monsters you can choose. To take care of your monster, you have to pet it, tickle it, and feed it of course. You can also decorate your home with different types of furniture you can buy at stores. Moshi Monsters is open to now anyone! I adopted one recently and so did TapeEar! (I think she gets on it more than I do.) I think Ari and Ian could even do this because it's so simple. All of you should adopt one so I can have friends. Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's a link on the sidebar ----------&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197978038236469394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/SCLtfFdd2JI/AAAAAAAAAL8/sZswGsvilAg/s320/monsters-group-laughing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;These are all the different types of monsters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-1413746820422636914?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/1413746820422636914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=1413746820422636914' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/1413746820422636914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/1413746820422636914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2008/05/moshi-monsters.html' title='Moshi Monsters'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/SCLnsVdd2II/AAAAAAAAAL0/tildPpGPtaU/s72-c/katsuma-luvli.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-9184752082186598433</id><published>2008-04-28T07:22:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T08:34:19.079-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The zoo was AWESOME! Good news about the weather was that it didn't rain. The bad news is that it was really, really hot and I wish it did rain! People were with other people, lugging around a camera for each group. I was partnered with Elizabeth, a deaf girl. Now, you're probably wondering how I communicated with her. She reads lips. She's really nice and friendly. In fact, I don't think I would've liked being paired up with anyone else besides her. We got pictures of lots of animals, and not just our assigned ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194267478811911394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/SBW-wGbypOI/AAAAAAAAAKc/MZBzh4j5-H0/s320/Zoo+349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;This is Elizabeth with me sitting next to her on the bus. I guess I was tuning out all the noise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We looked at the water animals first because they were right in front of the entrance and my polar bear was sure to be in there somewhere. There were seals, sharks(little ones), seahorses, fish of all kinds, penguins, and jellyfish which were really neat to watch float around. Even though all of these animals were behind glass, I got some good pictures. The jellyfish pictures are cool. After looking around and petting a couple of sharks, I still didn't see any polar bears. Then after leaving the penguin area, I saw her(the zoo guy said it was a she). A single polar bear swimming around and around. The zoo guy also said that she was the oldest living polar bear in captivity! I got a couple of pictures of her inside behind the glass and then we went outside to see if she would come up out of the water. She never did. Plus, she was the ONLY polar bear there, so I only got pictures of her swimming around because that's all she did the whole time we were there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194266946235966674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/SBW-RGbypNI/AAAAAAAAAKU/NZAb2wn7QO0/s320/Zoo+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;This is all I pretty much got. Not good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194643408709395714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/SBcUqGbypQI/AAAAAAAAAKs/V89dankJt3s/s320/Zoo+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Here's a Jellyfish.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194644001414882594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/SBcVMmbypSI/AAAAAAAAAK8/2KaLSKAtjVY/s320/Zoo+230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The Awesome Meerkats we saw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194645040796968242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/SBcWJGbypTI/AAAAAAAAALE/ukvbtU9Hngc/s320/Zoo+254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;This snake was HUGE! It looked like it had just eaten 4 or more mice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195012737242146114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/SBhkj2bypUI/AAAAAAAAALM/QYb39Qm9BM0/s320/Zoo+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;These sharks you could pet. They were smooth to me, but Elizabeth said that it felt rough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195013591940638034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/SBhlVmbypVI/AAAAAAAAALU/fGqhj8ubr-g/s320/Zoo+276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Here's the snake with the dead mouse. (Yummy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195014128811550066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/SBhl02bypXI/AAAAAAAAALk/M94O64HNX_0/s320/Zoo+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;That's a seal. They were even cuter out of the water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195014983510041986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/SBhmmmbypYI/AAAAAAAAALs/esLlK6FuqRs/s320/Zoo+139.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;These Rinos wouldn't move. How lazy......Maybe they were asleep??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When I find the time, I'll post more pictures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;P.S. We got McDonalds!!! Woo! (I had to pay for my own though.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-9184752082186598433?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/9184752082186598433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=9184752082186598433' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/9184752082186598433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/9184752082186598433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2008/04/zoo.html' title='The Zoo'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/SBW-wGbypOI/AAAAAAAAAKc/MZBzh4j5-H0/s72-c/Zoo+349.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-6004274139455476953</id><published>2008-04-21T07:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T07:20:56.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I go to the zoo this Friday!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191656076455026850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/SAx3sekZoKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/9FSNfPWeLlk/s320/Polar+Bear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;That means I will finally have to catch my lovely polar bear on film....well, on memory card. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Too bad there's supposed to be scattered T-storms on Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-6004274139455476953?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/6004274139455476953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=6004274139455476953' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/6004274139455476953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/6004274139455476953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-go-to-zoo-this-friday-that-means-i.html' title=''/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/SAx3sekZoKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/9FSNfPWeLlk/s72-c/Polar+Bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-2636180260217163510</id><published>2008-04-14T07:31:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T08:11:31.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; The Challenge that I was sent to do is now complete......ok no it's not, but here's a funny one just for the heck of it (It's the 6 words thing.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Lazy&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;to&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189068396621916690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/SANGNr_a6hI/AAAAAAAAAJc/zOctN_VrnrQ/s320/lazy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I didn't take the picture, but that is better, 'cause it really shows the LAZYNESS! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways, while I was looking for a pic on the internet, I found some funny pictures as well as Amanda:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189070999372098082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/SANIlL_a6iI/AAAAAAAAAJk/qgu3K6xKBMo/s320/fat+guy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189071149695953458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/SANIt7_a6jI/AAAAAAAAAJs/t1RMex0LrqA/s320/IBeatAnorexia.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189071420278893122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/SANI9r_a6kI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Pqe9X90ssoc/s320/face+girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189071703746734674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/SANJOL_a6lI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/7jVZUq7EnQs/s320/hair+bra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A hair bra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189072004394445410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/SANJfr_a6mI/AAAAAAAAAKE/u9xXrVgzSHQ/s320/fat+giraffe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That's about it for me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-2636180260217163510?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/2636180260217163510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=2636180260217163510' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/2636180260217163510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/2636180260217163510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2008/04/challenge-that-i-was-sent-to-do-is-now.html' title=''/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/SANGNr_a6hI/AAAAAAAAAJc/zOctN_VrnrQ/s72-c/lazy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-6359436140484008295</id><published>2008-04-03T07:34:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T08:04:26.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just thought I'd share some pictures I've taken in Digital Photography class:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184985013127874082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R_TEZfE2BiI/AAAAAAAAAI0/QsKBfEcaWIM/s320/color+adjustments+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R_TBp_E2BbI/AAAAAAAAAH8/9tRFRweXyiM/s1600-h/color+adjustments+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184982504866973122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R_TCHfE2BcI/AAAAAAAAAIE/AoyLwTRrdZI/s320/Creative+zones+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184982904298931666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R_TCevE2BdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/dIZvamoncow/s320/Filters+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184983299435922914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R_TC1vE2BeI/AAAAAAAAAIU/qTpbcmjV_AU/s320/Filters+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184983677393044978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R_TDLvE2BfI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_PUJ1Y8us-o/s320/New+signs+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184984042465265154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R_TDg_E2BgI/AAAAAAAAAIk/obJE4Ziv_pw/s320/TV+and+AV+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184984377472714258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R_TD0fE2BhI/AAAAAAAAAIs/8EAeGXblmjc/s320/AF+points+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184985330955454002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R_TEr_E2BjI/AAAAAAAAAI8/gQrKWR3PjOw/s320/color+adjustments+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184987499913938498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R_TGqPE2BkI/AAAAAAAAAJE/PUiumcZcFO0/s320/Filters+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184987693187466834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R_TG1fE2BlI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Hfz88899rDY/s320/New+signs+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184988049669752418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R_THKPE2BmI/AAAAAAAAAJU/mTGUcIST0KY/s320/booklet2+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay. These are some that I've taken recently and last semester. The ones with the girl are from last semester and so are my glasses in a plant. The rest I took this semester.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-6359436140484008295?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/6359436140484008295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=6359436140484008295' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/6359436140484008295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/6359436140484008295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-thought-id-share-some-pictures-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R_TEZfE2BiI/AAAAAAAAAI0/QsKBfEcaWIM/s72-c/color+adjustments+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-7214899934187130499</id><published>2008-03-31T07:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T07:35:36.767-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate Oprah</title><content type='html'>Yeah, so what?! I just hate that fat creature!!! I was watching a Kathy Griffin stand-up thingy, and she said that when she was on Oprah, Oprah has this tone in her voice that makes her be Superior and you feel like a slave or something. YEAH! Ever since then I've put a little hatred to the "kind" woman. All that changed dramatically when my mom, EnN2sp, said that one of her friends was supposed to be on Oprah or something, and when my mom's friend was there, she said that Oprah was just plain rude and mean! She said that Oprah was talking about people, and that her TV job is just a persona. That's not who she really is on TV at all!!! (Mom's friend was never on Oprah. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ABOUT THE BIG GIVE&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you hear on the news that a woman was suing Oprah because "The Big Give" was her idea?? Well yeah, it happened. Guess what! I believe that Oprah stole the idea!! I really do! So Oprah can go suck pigs for the rest of her life! I bet if she saw what I put here on my blog, she would be like: "Oh no she didn't!!" So....Imma boycot Oprah now, 'cause that fatty is mean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;P.S. Oprah could die tomorrow and I wouldn't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-7214899934187130499?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/7214899934187130499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=7214899934187130499' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/7214899934187130499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/7214899934187130499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-hate-oprah.html' title='I Hate Oprah'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-6229179967450865273</id><published>2008-03-25T21:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T21:46:57.793-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Billy in Despair'/><title type='text'>Billy In Despair &gt;=)</title><content type='html'>Awesome flippin' song that's in &lt;em&gt;Japanese&lt;/em&gt;! Yeah...most of you won't like it. The chorus is the bestest part! Woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;WARNING&lt;/span&gt;: Devilish. Not to be heard by people who don't like screaming, especially the &lt;strong&gt;elderly&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q8e1_EOGASs&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just the song peoples. I like it and I want it! Dame(Give me)!! The person who made this needed movement. Yeah. Kinda boring without it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-6229179967450865273?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/6229179967450865273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=6229179967450865273' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/6229179967450865273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/6229179967450865273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2008/03/billy-in-despair.html' title='Billy In Despair &gt;=)'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-6109129189080824093</id><published>2008-03-19T21:30:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T07:15:03.587-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My B-Day List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, so my birthday is coming up soon. I'm gonna be 16. Yeah. I don't really care. YUP!!! Anyways, here's my Birthday List:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Before I start this thingy, you can refer back to my X-mas list I put on here way back in October of '07. There's a little tip for ya! If you're too lazy to do that, then don't worry! I'm pretty lazy myself, so I'll put some of the things from my X-mas list on my B-day list. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2. Okay, mom and dad gave me the choice of either getting more games for my new DS, or a PSP. That's freakin' hard. It's like they're asking me to decide between the computer or the television. That's carp, man. Just crap. I still have no idea. =/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. MOVIE TICKETS&lt;/strong&gt;!!!! Yeah. I like them things! (We might go see &lt;u&gt;Horton Hears a Who&lt;/u&gt; on Friday thanks to Aunt Jill and Uncle Roy!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Phone cards&lt;/strong&gt;! Them things are great because it keeps meh phone alive! You don't want it to die and then get flushed down the toilet, do you?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;5. Uh...Some toasty &lt;strong&gt;iTunes cards&lt;/strong&gt;. I can &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; buy one more song at the moment. ;-;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Club Penguin cards&lt;/strong&gt; would be nice as well. I don't care what amount, just as long as it will extend my membership!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;7. One word peeps: &lt;strong&gt;NARUTO&lt;/strong&gt;. There. Now go hunt for things. It can be clothing, games, or just any random Naruto items. That includes the Manga too! I have 1-4. Manga is the comics. They can be found at Books-A-Million easily!(&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Remember!&lt;/span&gt;: The action figures and cards are still icky!) ((HINT: My favorite character is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Gaara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;. Look him up or something and find stuff that's related to him in anyway. P.S. He's scary lookin'. Small children shouldn't see!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Shoes&lt;/strong&gt; are okay. Vans please! =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;9. Oh yeah! &lt;strong&gt;Hoodies&lt;/strong&gt;! I almost forgot about those puppies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Jackets&lt;/strong&gt;. Those black ones...That are fabricated. No &lt;em&gt;swishy swishy&lt;/em&gt; sound should come out of it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;11. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Okay, a &lt;strong&gt;camera&lt;/strong&gt;. The digital kind! I don't want no throw away camera! Phew! (WARNING: The stuff below might be &lt;em&gt;expensive&lt;/em&gt;!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;12. &lt;strong&gt;Laptop&lt;/strong&gt;. Yeah, just because. I really would be happy without one, but I figured that you needed some &lt;u&gt;item&lt;/u&gt; ideas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;That's all I can think of so far. Come back often to see if I've put anything new on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THIS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; list!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-6109129189080824093?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/6109129189080824093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=6109129189080824093' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/6109129189080824093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/6109129189080824093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-b-day-list.html' title='My B-Day List'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-6539016836651509417</id><published>2008-03-16T17:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:10:11.948-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wanna know how the Ivy Tech thingy went?!?!?!?!? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IT SUCKED BIG TIME!!!!! &gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. First sign of this being bad was that Me, Rachael, and Amanda got seperated from the people from our school, and had to sit by these 3 Mexican guys. Now, you would probably think that it was a good thing, but it wasn't at all!!!! They spoke Spanish, but they understood English too!! So, we couldn't figure out what they were saying, but they could understand what we were saying. (SUCKISH!) Then, we could tell that they were sorta making fun of us in a way. You know that feeling, right? When everyone is laughing at something besides you. Yeah. They were rude. I didn't even eat the breakfast the Ivy Tech people offered because I didn't wanna get made fun of more, ya know? This whole time I'm cursin' up a storm in my head, and trying my best not to kill these guys. Then it was time for some BINGO. Oh joy, like that would make things better. After someone won the BINGO, it was time for guest speaker. She spoke in Spanish first, and then in Engish. That was boring. Oh yeah. We all were supposed to wear name tags, and they had 3 different types colors: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;. Me and Amanda had &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; name tags, but Rachael had a &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; one. We would've gotten all the same color if we knew that we would be seperated into 3 groups based on out name tag color!!!!! &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;That was suckish part #2. I heard one of the guys say "Chinga!" &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Sorry mom!)&lt;/span&gt; and then I opened my mouth wide, 'cause that means the F word in Spanish. He had on a &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; name tag! So that made me think that he saw Rachael's color and then cursed!! That ______!!! The good thing for Rachael was that Valeria was in her group. So we all got seperated, and went to these things called break-out sessions, which were also boring. The first break-out session that me and Amanda went to was fun because I made both of us laugh by me makin' people say and think things in this dumb book that was completely in Spanish. We would've gotten in trouble if it was school. While we were in that session, I noticed that there were a lot of hispanic preps in our group. Yay. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'll write Part 2 another time!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for feelin' my pain so far!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-6539016836651509417?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/6539016836651509417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=6539016836651509417' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/6539016836651509417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/6539016836651509417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2008/03/wanna-know-how-ivy-tech-thingy-went-d.html' title=''/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-2846662786610017182</id><published>2008-03-13T07:07:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T07:32:24.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweetness!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I started swimming this week.......However I will not get in the pool this week either!! We (or I) was supposed to swim for the first time on Friday, BUT I have a field trip on Friday. To make this even better, Amanda and Rachael will also be going. Oh yes, and possibly my other friend, Valeria (said like "&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Valery&lt;/span&gt;"). There's something similar between all 4 of us. Can you guess what it is??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go ahead, take your time......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here it is! Don't read it unless you don't wanna guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.........We are all Hispanic! =D Rachael was the first one to notice, because the first time we saw everyone who was going, Rachael said, "&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Are we getting deported?&lt;/span&gt;" It was freakin' hilarious, man. I looked around and all I saw were Hispanic people. Then I looked at the paper they gave us. Ivy Tech is having Hispanic and Latino Day on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FUN!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-2846662786610017182?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/2846662786610017182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=2846662786610017182' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/2846662786610017182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/2846662786610017182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2008/03/sweetness.html' title='Sweetness!!!'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-8171461229219044938</id><published>2008-03-10T07:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T07:42:09.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WTH?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R9UeQ3fu36I/AAAAAAAAAH0/eimUVa4mRHE/s1600-h/heart-emote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176076621856038818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R9UeQ3fu36I/AAAAAAAAAH0/eimUVa4mRHE/s320/heart-emote.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;CLUB PENGUIN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ISN'T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BLOCKED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ANYMORE&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;WEEEEIIIIIRRRDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/17162674-8171461229219044938?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/8171461229219044938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=8171461229219044938' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/8171461229219044938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/8171461229219044938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2008/03/wth.html' title='WTH?!?!'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R9UeQ3fu36I/AAAAAAAAAH0/eimUVa4mRHE/s72-c/heart-emote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-1333985756954258906</id><published>2008-03-06T07:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T07:30:00.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;YAY! I am excited today! I'll give you a hint on why I'm happy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174601028291013474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R8_gOBGoK2I/AAAAAAAAAHk/304ByFkF2TM/s320/cmuseum.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Do you know where this is?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Because that's where I'm going today!!! That's right! The Children's Museum!! That place is so fun. No matter how old I get, this place is still awesome. Anyways, I'm going with mom and Amanda. Amanda and I will go to Sycamore(sp?) school where mom works, and then we will wait for those big, yellow buses to get here! Problem is, is that we will be sharing the bus with a bunch of noisy 3, 4, and 5-year-olds and their parents. (I think we have to clean up their mess too when we come back to Kokomo.) I don't really care about the mess-pickin'-upin', but I do care for noise. On the way back they won't be very noisy at all, 'cause they'll be sleepin'. But on the way there.....BLAH! BLAH! BLAH! I still can't wait to go though!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-1333985756954258906?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/1333985756954258906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=1333985756954258906' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/1333985756954258906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/1333985756954258906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2008/03/free-trip.html' title='Free Trip'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R8_gOBGoK2I/AAAAAAAAAHk/304ByFkF2TM/s72-c/cmuseum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-4159477986870126329</id><published>2008-03-03T07:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T07:23:54.825-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wanna know why??????&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'CAUSE THOSE BLANKITY BLANKS BLOCKED CLUB PENGUIN!!! THAT'S WHY!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-4159477986870126329?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/4159477986870126329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=4159477986870126329' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/4159477986870126329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/4159477986870126329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-am-sad.html' title='I am Sad'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-7825613152163280007</id><published>2008-02-26T09:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T07:32:00.662-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected Freedom</title><content type='html'>Okay. Yesterday we had a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2 hour delay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, (YEEESSSSSS!!!!!!!!) but that's not the unexpected freedom I found out!! So here's my story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk into my classroom, log into the schools computer with my name, and get prepared to do the daily work. After all the morning stuff happened, I was checking my blog like this: "&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;La La La! What's on my blog today?.......Ok Nothing! Well, what's on so-and-so's blog today?......Nothing! Ok!......"&lt;/span&gt; Yeah. Then I get back to my blog, and I notice something that hadn't been there before: My icons. What the heck were they doing on there?! The school's computers wouldn't show them before. I thought it was weird 'cause I got those icons from &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;photobucket&lt;/span&gt;, and the school had blocked out &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;photobucket&lt;/span&gt; for I don't know what reason. Then I make my way to Bo's blog. The &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt; videos he puts on there were showing up! They wouldn't pop up before either!! I pressed the play button and it actually played!! The schools &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;blocking system&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is apparently having some problems. The system is still like that today, but I'm not telling any staff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-7825613152163280007?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/7825613152163280007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=7825613152163280007' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/7825613152163280007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/7825613152163280007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2008/02/unexpected-freedom.html' title='Unexpected Freedom'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-4942471962288060815</id><published>2008-02-21T07:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T08:24:19.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Standing Tall</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I hurt my back pretty good in gym class. We were going to '&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;stations&lt;/span&gt;' to do different things, and everyone had a partner. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;Now remember, I have "&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fat Gym Class&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;", so we do pretty easy things in there and sometimes we don't.&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; My partner was my cousin, Joseph. We had gotten to our 6th station, which were jump ropes. I haven't jumped rope in a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;LONG&lt;/span&gt; time, but I found myself going and going! It was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! The aftermath wasn't so sweet at all. My back started hurting. In the other stations, I was good, but as soon as we got back to our original station, I couldn't stand it. The teacher said that we had to be doing something at each station, so I decided to lie down and do some crunches. Well, at least I was lying down! When gym was finally over, I sat down on the floor because my back still wasn’t feeling too good. It hurt the most when I tried to get up from the floor. Oh, it hurt so much! In 3rd period (&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Study Hall&lt;/span&gt;), I felt it more, and I prayed for myself. I felt myself almost going to sleep in that class about 3 times, but I woke myself up, ‘cause I knew that I would probably snore.&lt;br /&gt;When class was almost over, most of the pain seemed to go away. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It didn’t&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. My next thing to do was lunch. Okay, so I had to stand in line, but my friend, Breezy, came up to me and cut. (&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It was popcorn chicken, dude! You’d probably stand in line too if that was one of the best lunches at your school!&lt;/span&gt;) Back to my back: It hurt at lunch too, and Breezy wanted to go get some cookies. I went. She said that she wished that she had some pain pills in her bag for me, which was nice. Later in math class, I couldn’t take the pain anymore, and I cried to myself a couple of times. I was so glad when school was over! At least I could be home and in pain, instead of being at school and in pain. Plus, I have a cold at the moment, so that makes everything suck even worse! &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;When I got home from being at my grandma and grandpa’s house, mom told me to take a hot shower, so I did. When I got out, there was a pill waiting for me on my dresser next to a glass of Kool-aid. I took it and then I went to go lie down on the new heating pad dad bought. It also massages your back or where ever. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;Yeah, that’s right! You women and you massagers think that that would be nice right now, do ya?!&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; Soon I went on the computer and played Club Penguin while getting off every once in a while to see that moon! During that time, I felt my back getting better. “&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It must’ve been the pill.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;” I thought. Soon it hurt again, so I went to bed with some more drugs in my system. When I woke up this morning, it hurt, so I took more drugs. Yes, I went to school. I have a quiz today, plus, I get to watch the rest of &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Transformers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in Spanish class!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-4942471962288060815?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/4942471962288060815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=4942471962288060815' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/4942471962288060815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/4942471962288060815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2008/02/not-standing-tall.html' title='Not Standing Tall'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-1171227221357213557</id><published>2008-02-14T18:39:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T07:10:41.465-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Smooth Criminal</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I downloaded&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;'Smooth Criminal'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on my iPod last night. I can't stop listening to it!! No, it's not the &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jackson&lt;/span&gt; version. A band remade it named &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Alien Ant Farm&lt;/span&gt;. They made it all alternitive and stuff, so this is my kind of song. Do you remember the lyics? ;o}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;As he came into the window&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was a sound of a crescendo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He came into her apartment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He left the bloodstains&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the carpet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She was sitting at the table&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He could see she was unable&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So she ran into the bedroom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She was struck down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was her doom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Annie, are you OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Are you OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Are you OK, Annie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Annie, are you OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Are you OK, Annie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Annie, are you OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Are you OK, Annie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Annie, are you OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Are you OK, Annie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Annie, are you OK?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will you tell us that you’re OK?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;There’s a sign at the window&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;That he struck you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A crescendo, Annie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He came into your apartment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He left the bloodstains&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the carpet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then you ran into the bedroom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You were struck down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was your doom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Annie, are you OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Are you OK, Annie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Annie, are you OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Are you OK, Annie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Annie, are you OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Are you OK, Annie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You’ve been hit by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You’ve been struck by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A smooth criminal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So they came into the outway&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was Sunday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What a black day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I could feel your salutation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sounding heartbeats&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Intimidations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Annie, are you OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Are you OK, Annie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Annie, are you OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Are you OK, Annie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Annie, are you OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Are you OK, Annie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Annie, are you OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Are you OK, Annie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Annie, are you OK?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will you tell us that you’re OK?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;There’s a sign at the window&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;That he struck you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A crescendo, Annie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He came into your apartment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He left the bloodstains&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the carpet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then you ran into the bedroom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You were struck down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was your doom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Annie, are you OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Are you OK, Annie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You’ve been hit by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You’ve been struck by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A smooth criminal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Annie, are you OK?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will you tell us that you’re OK?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;There’s a sign at the window&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;That he struck you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A crescendo, Annie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He came into your apartment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He left the bloodstains&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the carpet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then you ran into the bedroom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You were struck down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was your doom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Annie, are you OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Are you OK, Annie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Annie, are you OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Are you OK, Annie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Annie, are you OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Are you OK, Annie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Annie, are you OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Are you OK, Annie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(My only question is: What's a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Crescendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I got Amanda listening to it. She said that she had never heard the song before. (Not even the Jackson version!) So, after everyone was litening to it at lunch today, she listened to it. We had little time left at luch, so she didn't really listen to that much of it. On the bus, I let her listen to the whole thing. She got a smile on her face when she heard the "You've been hit by- You've been struck by- A smooth criminal" Part. She still claims not hearing it before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-1171227221357213557?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/1171227221357213557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=1171227221357213557' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/1171227221357213557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/1171227221357213557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2008/02/smooth-criminal.html' title='Smooth Criminal'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-8135016179514968268</id><published>2008-02-13T08:28:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T07:35:09.709-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Check This Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hey!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lookie!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;took&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;picture&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sarah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;made&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;adjustments&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;using&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Photoshop&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166806580294418578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R7QvNbmZgJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/5yX88dcD_Pk/s320/Grammy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166456742323257474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R7LxCLmZgII/AAAAAAAAAHA/9mXNGa-Hilc/s320/Grammy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;those&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;weirdo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;spots&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;gone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Amanda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;has&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;post!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Finally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-8135016179514968268?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/8135016179514968268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=8135016179514968268' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/8135016179514968268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/8135016179514968268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2008/02/check-this-out.html' title='Check This Out'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R7QvNbmZgJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/5yX88dcD_Pk/s72-c/Grammy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-1021900084554528902</id><published>2008-01-31T07:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T07:36:28.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I haven't written anything in a while 'cause I have nothing going on in my life at the moment. Yup. School is pretty much the same as its always been. So...I have nothing to say and nothing to do besides this at the moment. I'm just typing this so ya won't get bored with me, but that might've already happened in the first sentance. Yeah...Hmmm....Oh boo! I can't think of &lt;em&gt;ANYTHING&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did ya notice how I made the font bigger so it would take up some space on the page? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thought so.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-1021900084554528902?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/1021900084554528902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=1021900084554528902' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/1021900084554528902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/1021900084554528902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2008/01/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-5619728764526820175</id><published>2008-01-25T07:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T08:00:34.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;About my DS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...All of you should know that I finally got my DS this Tuesday. All I can say is that this is addicting! Even without games, 'cause there's this thing programed into the DS called &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pictochat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It's like a chatroom, but with your DS. (You have to have other people with a DS to talk with you.) You can type, draw, erase, and even &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;animate&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! It's very cool. Mom and Amanda has even drawed on it. This thing is freakin' awesome! If you don't have one, go and get it! You don't even have to buy a game. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159398169797612258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R5ndTL2WUuI/AAAAAAAAAG4/_STuMy4V6x8/s320/pictochat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;About my little game:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Yoshi's Island DS&lt;/span&gt; is also fun. I haven't stopped playing it ever since I got the &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;DS&lt;/span&gt; and waited for it to charge. It might seem hard at first, but it tells you what to do and some little hints to help you do it better. Sometimes its fustrating, and I yell "Mardre!" ( &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Which means Mother in Spanish. *wink* =D&lt;/span&gt; ) &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Yoshi's Island DS&lt;/span&gt; is rated five stars....Out of five. (on the Target website. ^_^)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-5619728764526820175?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/5619728764526820175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=5619728764526820175' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/5619728764526820175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/5619728764526820175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2008/01/about-my-ds-so.html' title=''/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R5ndTL2WUuI/AAAAAAAAAG4/_STuMy4V6x8/s72-c/pictochat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-3704813328892693213</id><published>2008-01-18T07:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T07:55:45.468-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can do it!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Annea&lt;/span&gt;? Do you remember how I wondered about making just an object colored in a black and white picture? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Well......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156799662866962706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R5Ch-LMKGRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/lOIWIco5df8/s320/Little+Me3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;See&lt;/span&gt;?! I did it! I can only do this at school though because the gay photoshop that we have is más punto. My &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;dress&lt;/span&gt; might've been many colors, but I like it, dude! Now....All you people can reminisce about when I was a sweet, innocent little &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt;. (I can still get away with being innocent at school! Ha ha ha ha!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's another I took at School last semester:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159396842652717778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R5ncF72WUtI/AAAAAAAAAGw/DZx40yV9-oM/s320/BW+pictures+007.2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-3704813328892693213?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/3704813328892693213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=3704813328892693213' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/3704813328892693213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/3704813328892693213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-can-do-it-yay-annea-do-you-remember.html' title=''/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R5Ch-LMKGRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/lOIWIco5df8/s72-c/Little+Me3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-3038721699532266893</id><published>2008-01-15T07:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T08:22:27.208-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Guess what again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I might be able to get a &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Nintendo DS&lt;/span&gt; right now! I have lots of &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;$$$$$&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so I can get it! My dad said that one costs about &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;129.99&lt;/span&gt;, and I have&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; $&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;157&lt;/span&gt;...I think. I was savin' up for a &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;PSP&lt;/span&gt;, but dad changed my mind when he said that I might get a &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;PSP&lt;/span&gt; for my B-Day. So I thought, "I sould buy the cheaper one and get the &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;PSP&lt;/span&gt; for my birthday." I had a smart idea! So, I might be able to get this when ever I want! Plus, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Annea&lt;/span&gt;? Didn't you return a jacket for me? Is that more &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;moolah&lt;/span&gt; comin' my way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is what a &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;PSP&lt;/span&gt; looks like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155691355146164466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R4yx-LMKGPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/V0HJxm-UCzk/s320/psp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is what a DS looks like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155692708060862722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R4yzM7MKGQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/tds-DGPg504/s320/DS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-3038721699532266893?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/3038721699532266893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=3038721699532266893' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/3038721699532266893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/3038721699532266893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2008/01/yay_15.html' title='Yay!'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R4yx-LMKGPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/V0HJxm-UCzk/s72-c/psp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-5899924536949009977</id><published>2008-01-09T07:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T07:40:29.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R4TAs7MKGOI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7VDS-ewX8RI/s1600-h/Polar-bear2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153455751654152418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R4TAs7MKGOI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7VDS-ewX8RI/s320/Polar-bear2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guess what!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm going to the &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;zoo&lt;/span&gt; on April 25th with my Digital Photography class!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;My teacher, Mr. Davis, told us about the &lt;strong&gt;possibility&lt;/strong&gt; of us going to the zoo this school year, and he made it happen! I am very excited to take pictures of animals, and not of this tan and boring school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;We are going to the Indianapolis zoo, of course. I assigned myself to take some pictures of the &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;polar bears&lt;/span&gt;, because he told us to pick an animal to take a picture of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;I can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-5899924536949009977?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/5899924536949009977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=5899924536949009977' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/5899924536949009977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/5899924536949009977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2008/01/zoo_09.html' title='Zoo!'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R4TAs7MKGOI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7VDS-ewX8RI/s72-c/Polar-bear2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-5095494967289946811</id><published>2008-01-02T09:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T09:52:20.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;\/&lt;/span&gt; \/ &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;\/&lt;/span&gt; \/ &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;\/&lt;/span&gt; \/ &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;\/&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;\/&lt;/span&gt; \/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;\/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-5095494967289946811?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/5095494967289946811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=5095494967289946811' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/5095494967289946811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/5095494967289946811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-6222112361940930771</id><published>2007-12-21T11:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T13:48:03.025-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rachael's 15th B-Day PART 2</title><content type='html'>Okay, well, when we were waiting, did I mention that there was a cop car out there? There was nobody in it, but we saw the cop across the parking lot at the movie theater. Rachael called one of us a "&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;stupid pig&lt;/span&gt;" really loud because of the&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; snowballs&lt;/span&gt;, and as soon as she said it, she gasped. I said "&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; and then she looked over at the theater. The cop wasn't there, thank goodness. Her dad finally came, and when he did show up, Amanda and Rachael ran on&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; ice&lt;/span&gt; to get to him. That was stupid. I sat up front and put on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;seat belt&lt;/span&gt;. Rachael's dad is the Mexican one and her mom's the white one. Reversed parents of ours. Ain't that sweetness?!?!? Okay, so, The roads were really bad, so we didn't get to go to a live n&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ativity at our Saturday church. (&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;We like to pick on one of the bus workers named Josuf, but that's a different blog entry.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; We got to Rachael's trailor and walked inside. It was really nice! Rachael's room was freakin' coolio! I wanted it. She has a dog named Scotty. Rachael says that he's really hyper. (&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;We didn't get to see him much.&lt;/span&gt;) We soon sang to her and watched open her presents. We got her some socks....really awesome socks. one pair said "Left Foot" on one sock and "Right Foot" on the other. Doesn't that sound nice? Anyway, we got some cake and it was yummy. Peoples' tounges were blue because of the dye in the icing. We soon left her place and saw her on Monday at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-6222112361940930771?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/6222112361940930771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=6222112361940930771' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/6222112361940930771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/6222112361940930771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/12/rachaels-15th-b-day-part-2.html' title='Rachael&apos;s 15th B-Day PART 2'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-716752843267797284</id><published>2007-12-19T08:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T08:41:36.854-05:00</updated><title type='text'>*Gasps*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess what Club Penguin has?!?!?!?!?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145676170016725202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R2kdNrMKGNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/G41t8Gh8EmQ/s320/game-card.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Woah, Buddy!!!!! They sell these things at &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Target&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's a membership card thingy!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ain't that coolness?!? You don't have to pay through mail (or however you were supposed to pay) now!! A membership with Club Penguin could mean that you can buy clothes for your penguin. You can also decorate your igloo....Oh yeah! There's this holiday that's coming up were you can give gifts to other people, so.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-716752843267797284?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/716752843267797284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=716752843267797284' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/716752843267797284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/716752843267797284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/12/gasp.html' title='*Gasps*'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R2kdNrMKGNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/G41t8Gh8EmQ/s72-c/game-card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-6679753684875060545</id><published>2007-12-18T08:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T08:12:46.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rachael's 15th B-Day Part 1</title><content type='html'>We went to Rachael's Birthday party on Saturday. But before that, we went to church and had "Christmas on the Bus". "Christmas on the Bus" is when every kid on the bus gets a present based on their age group, thanks to the people who attend the church. (They buy the presents.) I got some nice bath items. Such as lotion, body spray, and some liquid soap. Amanda got some gloves after trading presents like 3 times. She gave them to mamaw, (Dad's mom) because she had lost her other ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Anyways.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After church, I call Rachael to find out what the plan was for her B-Day party. I knew we were going to see &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Alvin and the Chipmunks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, but we didn't know what time. She told us it was at 4:20. So, we left a 4:00...I think. She didn't get there until AFTER 4:20. See, her mom was to pay for our tickets, so, we couldn't just go into the movie and wait for her. We eventually got to see the movie. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(Valeria was supposed to come, but we didn't see her.)&lt;/span&gt; The place was freakin' packed! We had to sit in the 3rd row from the front! The movie was coolness. You guys will &lt;em&gt;LOVE&lt;/em&gt; Theodore! He'll make you say "Awwwww~!" Rachael was supposed to call her mom when the movie was over, so she checked her pockets for her cell phone. She couldn't find it, so we went back in the theater, thinking that her cell had fallen out of her pocket. We couldn't find it in there either. I asked her if she had even brought it. She said "Yeah!" then I thought that it might've fallen out in her van. She called her dad with Amanda's cell, and I was right. It had fallen out of her pocket in the van. After all that, we went to the place where people are nonexistant: The Kokomo mall. All 3 of us wanted to take our picture in one of those photo booth things. Rachael had a 20 and I had a 10. We needed to have $3.00 for pictures. We needed some change, so we bought some blankets &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(One for each of us)&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;u&gt;Goody's&lt;/u&gt;. After getting out the $3.00, we cramed ourselves in the photo booth. It was fun! All of us laughed at the last picture that was taken, because Rachael had shoved Amanda's face into the camera. After that, We tied our blankets around our necks to be &lt;strong&gt;Super Hobos&lt;/strong&gt;. Yes, &lt;strong&gt;Super Hobos&lt;/strong&gt;. Rachael then called her dad again for him to come pick us up. We went outside where it was icing, and were &lt;strong&gt;Super Hobos&lt;/strong&gt; out there. We waited a long time for her dad to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Part 1&lt;/span&gt; has now ended....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wait for &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Part 2&lt;/span&gt; in the future.......Mmm Kay?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-6679753684875060545?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/6679753684875060545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=6679753684875060545' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/6679753684875060545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/6679753684875060545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/12/rachaels-15th-b-day-part-1.html' title='Rachael&apos;s 15th B-Day Part 1'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-8850191845048836488</id><published>2007-12-06T07:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T07:59:43.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R1fum5KxdHI/AAAAAAAAAGA/u3S571yHMJ0/s1600-h/mole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140839851615155314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R1fum5KxdHI/AAAAAAAAAGA/u3S571yHMJ0/s320/mole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who knew that I had to make a mole for Chemistry? Well, I did. The teacher said that you could make a mole for a contest and for &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;extra credit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I tried to be very creative when making my mole. It's an angel. It has big wings, a halo, blonde, curly hair and blue eyes, a blue skirt, and a little music player inside of it that plays "Silent Night". My mole ended up wining 3rd place &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(I tied with 2nd place, but they moved me down a place just because)&lt;/span&gt; and will be displayed in the show case along with my picture. 1st Place went to someone who made a BIG mole named Dr. Evil Mole. Then he made a smaller mole and named that one Mini Mole. THEN he made a cat that was furry on one side. Can you guess why he won? It has to do with the Austin Powers movies. It was really good! The big mole &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; big. Someone could put it in a store right next to the other big stuffed animals, and sell it. I don't know who won 2nd place, or what the mole looked like. I'll see it in the show case though, along with mine and the others. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/17162674-8850191845048836488?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/8850191845048836488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=8850191845048836488' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/8850191845048836488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/8850191845048836488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/12/3rd-place.html' title='3rd Place'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R1fum5KxdHI/AAAAAAAAAGA/u3S571yHMJ0/s72-c/mole.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-652567469834461042</id><published>2007-12-03T07:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T07:37:07.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ahhh! Amanda! I forgot your made up word! Grr! I can't remember!!!! I keep thinkin' and thinkin', but I just can't remember! Soooooo.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How would you family members like to make up a word for me in the meantime??? Gimme the word and the &lt;strong&gt;definition&lt;/strong&gt;. I'll look up your word in the dictionary just to make sure you're not cheatin'! I'll also put the one I like the best on the side bar. You have to remember that it'll be up there until I remember Amanda's word, so please create one to fill that space over there. --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Livie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-652567469834461042?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/652567469834461042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=652567469834461042' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/652567469834461042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/652567469834461042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/12/ahhh-amanda-i-forgot-your-made-up-word.html' title=''/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-5270815903255429474</id><published>2007-11-30T07:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T08:27:01.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmm&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;I still have my freakin' cold&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;I have to cook today too&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;Aw well. It's for Nutrition &amp;amp; Wellness class. We're making breakfast. Hmmm&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;I don't want my friend to get sick, but I might get this girl named Ronda sick&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;sounds good. Yupness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, mom and Manda seem to be getting symptoms. Manda said that her throat hurts and her nose is a little stuffy. Mom said that she feels horrible. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;Maybe Ronda will feel horrible&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; This is not good. Dad keeps blaming mom that she got me sick, because she's around little kids all day; the carriers. Apparently, dad got it first because he was sick before I was. How &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ironic&lt;/span&gt; is that? &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;I used a big word!&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; Wait 'til I tell him! &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Mwahahahahahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-5270815903255429474?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/5270815903255429474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=5270815903255429474' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/5270815903255429474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/5270815903255429474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/11/cold.html' title='Cold'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-5989771056628343507</id><published>2007-11-28T07:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T08:25:01.042-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R01qoUZq20I/AAAAAAAAAF4/bk33BFN0Ex0/s1600-h/250_bored_kid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137879990803290946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R01qoUZq20I/AAAAAAAAAF4/bk33BFN0Ex0/s320/250_bored_kid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have nothing to write about, dudes. There's nothing new in my life, except this cold.......again.....Stupid colds. Anyways, since I'm not feeling very well, I have no intrest in anything. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;I'm only writing this 'cause I'm bored and I just need something to do, because I just got done doing a worksheet.&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; So yeah, I'm bored, I'm grumpy, &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;From not being able to breathe at night when I go to sleep.&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; and I'm tired. I have one word to say and this is it: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;EEeeeeeeeEEeeehhhHhhhhhh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-5989771056628343507?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/5989771056628343507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=5989771056628343507' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/5989771056628343507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/5989771056628343507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-have-nothing-to-write-about-dudes.html' title=''/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/R01qoUZq20I/AAAAAAAAAF4/bk33BFN0Ex0/s72-c/250_bored_kid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-179061242384909548</id><published>2007-11-15T07:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T08:17:00.179-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Student of the Month?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"Student of the month?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I thought this as my DP teacher sat down next to me and handed me a paper. "You are my student of the month for December", he said. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"December?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, I thought, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"It's still November."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; "So I want you to fill this paper out." &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"Okay."&lt;/span&gt; I took it, smiling, and looked at it. I answered a couple questions that were on the paper, still wondering WHY I actually got this. When I was done, I gave the paper to him. He took it and said, "Thank You!" I'm still wondering why, but I guess I shouldn't question this, since it's a good thing. There is a person or 2 who take better pictures than me. I'm guessing that they already got it, 'cause I really don't deserve it, with the pictures I see in my class.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;In other news, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;artwork&lt;/span&gt; will now be accepted for the &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;New Media and Video Festival&lt;/span&gt; exibit at Indiana University of Kokomo. I'm thinking about turning some in. I caught the sun through the branches of a tree in my backyard, and I like that picture. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(You can turn in more then one submission.)&lt;/span&gt; They will be accepting digital art, digital photography, video, websites, or animation. So you guys should turn stuff in too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-179061242384909548?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/179061242384909548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=179061242384909548' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/179061242384909548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/179061242384909548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/11/student-of-month.html' title='Student of the Month?'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-3654075421615023975</id><published>2007-11-12T07:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T08:21:26.659-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Internet</title><content type='html'>Sooooo...Nothing's real new in this life of mine. It's starting to get boring. I have all this free time in DPC, and nothing to write about. Hmmm....I'm thinking. Hold on a sec.................................................Oh, yes. My stupid pictures. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(the ones with the sleep over and Rachael-poo)&lt;/span&gt; I'm not even messing with them anymore. The freaking computer is SOOOO slow. Mom said that one time, she put pictures on her blog, and it took them each 15 minutes to upload! How freakin' gay is that crap?! We need a faster Internet. Bad. With our old computer, I kept on saying, &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Dad, can we get a faster Internet? Pleeeaaasse?&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; Then he would say something about it being too much money. Then on Christmas, we got a new computer. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(THANK YOU! ^^)&lt;/span&gt; The Internet's a little bit faster, but it's not fast enough. We can't even watch things on youtube right away. We have to sit there and wait for the dang video to load! &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(Which will probably take a good 30 minutes out of your life. It depends on how long the video is.)&lt;/span&gt; I get so impatient. Club Penguin is sometimes STUPID! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It'll go: "Clear your cashe", or however you spell it, right when I'm waddling around, throwing snowballs at the pink Penguins. I'm jealous of mamaw's and papaw's computer, man. It's feakin' fast, dudes! Sooooo......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;TOUSAN? CAN WE HAVE A FASTER INTERNET?!&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-3654075421615023975?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/3654075421615023975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=3654075421615023975' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/3654075421615023975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/3654075421615023975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-internet.html' title='My Internet'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-6155330920623168765</id><published>2007-11-06T08:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T07:14:38.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Haikus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Haiku is a poem that consists of 3 lines. The first line has 5 syllables, the second line has 7 syllables, and the last line has 5 syllables. I got bored in SRP (Student Resource Period) after doing some math homework, so I wrote some. Here they are! ^_^:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Banana Haiku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bananas are good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They're yellow and soft like poo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wanna eat one now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little Boy Haiku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boys are young and free.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Running around playing tag.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michael Jackson's near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olivia Haiku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chub and soft is she.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Has glasses so she can see.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hates everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gun Haiku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guns are very loud.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You get shot and then you're dead...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;By crazy people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sad Person Haiku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I pretend to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy in front of my friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So they won't worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;School Haiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;School is a prison.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They say it's for teaching kids.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...What is 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lost Soul Haiku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Help me find myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am lost in the darkness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Help me find the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Snow Haiku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Snow is on the ground.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shimmering in the sunlight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The cold has arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prep Haiku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lipgloss and cute boys;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;These are the subject of preps,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So let's shoot them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goth Haiku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They have chains on pants.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eyeliner around the eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Watch your step or die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanda Haiku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amanda asks me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For a haiku of herself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well here's your Haiku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spider Pig Haiku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spider Pig's a pig.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He does whatever he wants.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Long live Spider Pig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kumquat Haiku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Kumquat" is special.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We use it as a curse word.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nobody eats them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-6155330920623168765?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/6155330920623168765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=6155330920623168765' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/6155330920623168765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/6155330920623168765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/11/haikus.html' title='Haikus'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-5955571422499296806</id><published>2007-11-05T08:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T08:09:28.325-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;School is boring. Boring, boring, boring. I'm &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;WAY&lt;/span&gt; done with this assignment, and I've got nothing to do. All I do is looks at y'all's blogs all the time. We have an hour and 3o minutes in here!!! It sucks, dudes! &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ya got any fun sites I can be on?&lt;/span&gt; I can't play computer games at all, which makes it suck more. That means no Club Penguin. Aaaarrrrgg! These are the times when DP gets all boring on ya. So...about them sites???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-5955571422499296806?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/5955571422499296806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=5955571422499296806' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/5955571422499296806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/5955571422499296806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/11/school-is-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-5528636366115546149</id><published>2007-10-29T20:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T08:35:35.997-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepover!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Thursday, Rachael spent the night at mine and Manda's house. It was fun! We wanted to make pizza for everybody, and we all did. All of the pizzas were stuffed crust. I took the camera out and wanted to do before and after pictures of the pizzas. Everybody helped except the mom and dad, and the finished products were great! We made 3 pizzas! Dad said that he liked 'em and wanted me and Amanda to make more again. Later that night, Manda sorta fell asleep. Me and Rachael then decided to do some head banging, just to catch our hair flying in a picture. I got the camera out again, and took some. All of the pics of that night are below:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Well...I have to resize all the pictures because they're so gosh dang big! Our "Photoshop" can resize pictures, but it's so frustrating to get it to the right size! Sometimes it won't even save it right. To make this all worse, our computer is probably the slowest out of everybody else's, so it may take a &lt;strong&gt;LONG&lt;/strong&gt; while to get them up. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-5528636366115546149?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/5528636366115546149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=5528636366115546149' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/5528636366115546149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/5528636366115546149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/10/sleepover.html' title='Sleepover!'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-5200061376810538351</id><published>2007-10-22T07:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T07:41:44.231-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Oh &lt;em&gt;yes&lt;/em&gt;! It's my &lt;em&gt;X-mas&lt;/em&gt; list&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The things I told mom and dad:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nintendo DS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Sims&lt;/strong&gt; (A game for the DS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Animal Crossing: Wild World&lt;/strong&gt; (Another game for the DS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Some &lt;strong&gt;Naruto&lt;/strong&gt; game for the DS (I forget what it's called.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;iPod &lt;strong&gt;Nano&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Naruto&lt;/strong&gt;: Clash of Ninja &lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; (For the &lt;strong&gt;Gamecube&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Any &lt;strong&gt;Naruto&lt;/strong&gt; items (Except the &lt;strong&gt;cards&lt;/strong&gt; and the &lt;strong&gt;action figures&lt;/strong&gt;. Those are icky poo.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;NEW&lt;/strong&gt; FREAKIN' &lt;strong&gt;INTERNET&lt;/strong&gt;, BOI!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things I &lt;em&gt;haven't&lt;/em&gt; told mom and dad(I think):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Movie tickets&lt;/strong&gt; would be nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;How about a &lt;strong&gt;Phone card...or 2&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I need &lt;strong&gt;JEANS&lt;/strong&gt;. (I have lots of capri pants, thanks to Annea.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSP&lt;/strong&gt; (I'm savin' up my moolah for that sucka. It's $169.99!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Money&lt;/strong&gt; (So I can buy that PSP, baby!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;black sweater&lt;/strong&gt; jacket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paramore&lt;/strong&gt; CD (Paramore is a &lt;strong&gt;band&lt;/strong&gt;, dudes. The CD's called "&lt;strong&gt;Riot!"&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Jumpsuit Apparatus CD (Another &lt;strong&gt;band&lt;/strong&gt;. I forget what the CD's called.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;One word: &lt;strong&gt;Hoodies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A good &lt;strong&gt;Photoshop&lt;/strong&gt; program (Ours &lt;strong&gt;suck&lt;/strong&gt; like heck)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well, that's about it. If I get all the DS things and the iPod that I told mom and dad, I'll be one happy camper! &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;Of course, I'll be busy playing the DS all day. Every hour, on the hour.&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; =D I might put more on my blog, or on this list, who knows. Did I mention that the PSP comes with &lt;strong&gt;Internet access&lt;/strong&gt;?! It does! So, I want money too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;P.S&lt;/span&gt;: Sorry. But I want expensive things. You live &lt;strong&gt;once&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;=D&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-5200061376810538351?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/5200061376810538351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=5200061376810538351' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/5200061376810538351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/5200061376810538351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh-yes-its-my-x-mas-list-things-i-told.html' title=''/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-3231973108309114819</id><published>2007-10-19T07:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T08:02:30.414-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Freakyness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Okay, I had some freakyness happen to me yesterday morning while searching for random things on Google.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;First, I typed in my name.....It was fine. Nothing freaky.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Then I typed in "&lt;strong&gt;Olivia Rutherford&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;That's when the freakyness happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;The first link was this:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.oliviarutherford.co.uk/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;http://www.oliviarutherford.co.uk/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;That, my friend, is WEIRD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;IT'S A FREAKIN' PHOTOGRAPHY SITE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;(The photographer is Olivia Rutherford.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-3231973108309114819?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/3231973108309114819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=3231973108309114819' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/3231973108309114819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/3231973108309114819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/10/freakyness.html' title='Freakyness'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-3093033692225757182</id><published>2007-10-18T08:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T08:18:47.542-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture I took Yesterday Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/RxdO5J3ufLI/AAAAAAAAAFg/SjoHM_rgNn8/s1600-h/AF+points+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122649844966390962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/RxdO5J3ufLI/AAAAAAAAAFg/SjoHM_rgNn8/s320/AF+points+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love this picture, and I used it in a project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&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/17162674-3093033692225757182?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/3093033692225757182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=3093033692225757182' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/3093033692225757182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/3093033692225757182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/10/picture-i-took-yesterday-morning.html' title='Picture I took Yesterday Morning'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/RxdO5J3ufLI/AAAAAAAAAFg/SjoHM_rgNn8/s72-c/AF+points+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-351755820619577777</id><published>2007-10-17T07:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T07:33:08.137-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122266549199994018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="295" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/RxXySZ3ufKI/AAAAAAAAAFY/-bdYMhBPhMM/s320/christmas-tree.gif" width="228" border="0" /&gt;..::&lt;/span&gt;Christmas&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;::..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Okay, some of you might want to know what I want for Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The list will be comming soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I promise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-351755820619577777?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/351755820619577777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=351755820619577777' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/351755820619577777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/351755820619577777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/RxXySZ3ufKI/AAAAAAAAAFY/-bdYMhBPhMM/s72-c/christmas-tree.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-8923457727921868585</id><published>2007-10-15T07:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T08:28:46.921-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/RxNZdJ3ufHI/AAAAAAAAAFA/0wtsbCRcf8k/s1600-h/ccotg-w-tissue.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121535558651116658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/RxNZdJ3ufHI/AAAAAAAAAFA/0wtsbCRcf8k/s320/ccotg-w-tissue.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess what, people. I'm sick. I think it's freakin' allergies. I have a &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;headache&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;stuffy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;nose&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;throat problems&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I think it's a sore throat. I don't know what's wrong with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; It's really gay because I have to go to dumb school and be miserable, instead of staying at home and being miserable. My voice is all weird and I don't wanna talk......Well, I don't think I &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; talk. That's how bad it is. If I do try to talk, you could barely hear me. I hate my nose! With it's...stuffy&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt; and it's...runny&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt; when it's not all "Hey! I'm gonna be stuffy!"...-&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt;...? I'm also having trouble sleeping at night because of it, which is really bad, considering that I have to get up at 5:40 a.m. I probably woke up about 3 times last night. I've taken medicine, so, hopefully, it'll work soon. Like I said, this is gay. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-8923457727921868585?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/8923457727921868585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=8923457727921868585' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/8923457727921868585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/8923457727921868585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/10/blah.html' title=''/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/RxNZdJ3ufHI/AAAAAAAAAFA/0wtsbCRcf8k/s72-c/ccotg-w-tissue.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-7381567948213624046</id><published>2007-10-09T08:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T08:28:59.518-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Check out the quote&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;Isn't that funny&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Poor, poor George.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/17162674-7381567948213624046?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/7381567948213624046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=7381567948213624046' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/7381567948213624046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/7381567948213624046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/10/check-out-quote-isnt-that-funny-poor.html' title=''/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-770348325859049108</id><published>2007-10-05T07:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T07:30:59.707-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggin' At School Every Morining</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Yes, that's right. I blog at school in Digital Photography class. In fact I wrote this post and the last post in Digital Photography. I look at ALL your blogs, to see if anything's new. Now I know how y'all (I had the urge to type "y'all"!) felt when I didn't post for a long time. Sorry about that. Anyways, I'm bored now. Everyone's working on a project that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; got done at the very begining of class. It was very easy. Plus, I have a sub, so there's not much goin' on. There's a lot of absent people too.......YESSSSSS!&lt;br /&gt;Startin' on another project....Peace!...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohmygosh! Here's my project! (It's going to be awesome when it's finished!) :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In this project, each of you will be asked to complete a demonstration using a combination of copy and pictures. ("Copy and pictures"?? I don't get it.) You will need to work with a camera partner on this project. First, you must come up with some type of "How to process" some examples are these (Oh. I get it now.) :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How to tie a shoe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How to change a light bulb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How to make a sandwich (A sandwich?! xD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How to wash your hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Before any pictures are taken, you must submit your step-by-step process. For each step of the process, you will then have your partner take a picture. The process should contain at least 10 steps, but no more than 20.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When finished, you will compose a packet which contains the pictures that will have the step of the process typed below the picture. I will assist with the layout of the project once the steps of the process are created and all of the pictres are taken. You will recive 2 grades for this project. One for your submitted step-by-step process and one for your pictures identified with the steps. Good luck!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Don't worry family, no one got up and started taking the cameras out when I was typing this. They stayed on their computers, doing whatever they were doing before the project was given. My partner is still working on the last project anyways...I think...Okay, she's not. Plus, there's a lot of absent people, remember? So, yeah. No one's going to pick up a camera today. I know what you're thinking!: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Start now and get it over with!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;", right? Well, the problem is that I can't think of a "how to process". I have to friggin' think, okay. Some suggestions would be nice. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-770348325859049108?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/770348325859049108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=770348325859049108' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/770348325859049108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/770348325859049108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/10/bloggin-at-school-every-morining.html' title='Bloggin&apos; At School Every Morining'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-2754918361255460908</id><published>2007-09-28T07:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T07:08:32.968-04:00</updated><title type='text'>..::Book::..</title><content type='html'>Ok, this book is flippin' boring. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;I'll get money for reading it, but it's still boring.&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; I haven't read it since 2 weeks ago. The title is &lt;em&gt;How to Win Friends and Influence People.&lt;/em&gt; It sounds like a handbook for life. The author makes it like a diary type thing. He refers to himself as "I", which sorta makes it confusing. I don't wanna read what this guy has done! He also talks about many, many people and quotes them. In some quotes, I don't even understand them. I'm a teenager, I wouldn't get that kind of stuff. In one chapter, he talks about how to get something you want without asking for it. His example that I found to be understandable was of someone named Stan Novak of Cleveland, Ohio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"Stan came home from work one evening to find his youngest son, Tim, kicking and screaming on the living room floor. He was to start kindergarten the next day and was protesting that he would not go. Stan's normal reaction would have been to banish the child to his room and tell him he'd just better make up his mind to go. He had no choice. But tonight, recognizing that this would not really help Tim start kindergarten in the best frame of mind, Stan sat down and thought, 'If I were Tim, why would I be excited about going to kindergarten?' He and his wife made a list of all the fun things Tim would do such as finger-painting, singing songs, and making new friends. Then they put them into action. 'We all started finger-painting on the kitchen table-my wife, Lil, my other son, Bob, and myself, all having fun. Soon Tim was peeping around the corner. Nest he was begging to participate. 'Oh, no! You have to go to kindergarten first to learn how to finger-paint.' With all the enthusiasm I could muster I went the list talking in terms he could understand-telling him all the fun he would have in kindergarten. The next morning I thought I was the first one up. I went downstairs and found Tim sitting sound asleep in the living room chair. 'What are you doing here?' I asked. 'I'm waiting to go to kindergarten. I don't want to be late.' The enthusiasm of our entire family had aroused in Tim an eager want that no amount of discussion of threat could have possibly accomplished'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this on one of my GQE test days. Later that same day, me and Amanda went to Head Start to work with mom. Too bad she wasn't there to help us in the big room. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;The big room is where the little kids go to play.&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; We were with Shane or Mr. Matlock's class the whole day. We were in the big room when one of the little kids hurt his head. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;It was sorta my fault, so I felt really bad because he started crying&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt; I sat him on a chair and started to rub his head while the other kids started to get in line. I asked him if he wanted to go to the nurse, and he said no. Then the other kids and the teachers left the big room and I asked him again. He still said no. He stopped crying by this time, and we needed to get back to the room for snack. I told him that we needed "to go to the classroom now." I went near him to grab his hand and he kept swinging his arms and feet around, so I tried my best to apply the principle. I asked him if he wanted to go home. He said yes, of course. So then I told him that if he went to class, he would get to go home. He STILL wouldn't budge! I tried everything I could think of! I was soon fed up and picked him up. Manda was with me and she said, "You need to let him walk." I set him down and grabbed his hand. Well, he fell on the freakin' floor. Luckily mom came out of a room near by. She picked him up by the hand and we ALL walked to class. That principle did NOT work for me. It was either that, or the kid was just &lt;em&gt;way&lt;/em&gt; too stubborn. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;Oh yeah, I actually left him in the big room "by himself"&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-2754918361255460908?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/2754918361255460908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=2754918361255460908' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/2754918361255460908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/2754918361255460908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/09/book.html' title='..::Book::..'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-7162883208524582825</id><published>2007-09-19T19:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T07:17:36.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Ad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112069967351348754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/RvG4jObrfhI/AAAAAAAAADQ/AM3m36vYFoI/s400/Bob.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I HAVE NO IDEA IF YOU CAN CLICK THIS TO MAKE IT BIGGER, BUT GO AHEAD AND TRY IF YOU &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;CAN'T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; READ IT.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You wanted more, so I'll give you people more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I'll be thinking about the story as much as I can, because I have &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;no idea what Bob&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is going to go through.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-7162883208524582825?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/7162883208524582825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=7162883208524582825' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/7162883208524582825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/7162883208524582825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-first-ad.html' title='My First Ad'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/RvG4jObrfhI/AAAAAAAAADQ/AM3m36vYFoI/s72-c/Bob.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-4031665505371436279</id><published>2007-09-17T08:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T07:38:59.814-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Sticks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I am Finished!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the lovable stick people that you know in &lt;em&gt;The Book of Jon (and Friends)&lt;/em&gt; have finally ended their career. I finished it on Friday at school, during 3rd period Spanish class. We had "Half Game Day", and that meant that we could do whatever we wanted! (Some guy even pulled out his freakin' laptop!) I had nothing to do, so I'd thought that I'd finish up &lt;u&gt;Dolly&lt;/u&gt;, since I had the book in my backpack for Rachael to see during lunch. I love all my characters. So Give them an applaud for entertaining you! &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Quotes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want pickles and Ice cream, Dangit!" - &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Fred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Hair! OMG!" - &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Dolly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Look! Bill Cosby!" - &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;That one Guy who tried to capture Dolly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Well this feels suckish." - &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Dolly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Moo!" - &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The Stray Cow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(If you have anymore quotes that you remember, I'll put them up!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-4031665505371436279?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/4031665505371436279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=4031665505371436279' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/4031665505371436279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/4031665505371436279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/09/goodbye-sticks.html' title='Goodbye Sticks!'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-5196503188783980510</id><published>2007-09-10T07:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T07:12:48.143-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's my awesome picture that people tried to duplicate:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108531405958050706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/RuUmP2AOc5I/AAAAAAAAADA/qFi_pd3U-dA/s320/School+Life+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I took it while walking, so that's why its a little blury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-5196503188783980510?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/5196503188783980510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=5196503188783980510' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/5196503188783980510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/5196503188783980510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/09/heres-my-awesome-picture-that-people.html' title=''/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/RuUmP2AOc5I/AAAAAAAAADA/qFi_pd3U-dA/s72-c/School+Life+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-3329717629784551826</id><published>2007-09-06T07:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T20:08:35.029-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures I took in Digital Photography</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/Rt_oiGAOcxI/AAAAAAAAACA/4OD78auKvc4/s1600-h/Signs+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107056174886187794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/Rt_oiGAOcxI/AAAAAAAAACA/4OD78auKvc4/s320/Signs+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/Rt_o6GAOczI/AAAAAAAAACQ/kgfAosU-QZ4/s1600-h/Signs+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107056587203048242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/Rt_o6GAOczI/AAAAAAAAACQ/kgfAosU-QZ4/s320/Signs+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/Rt_pYGAOc2I/AAAAAAAAACo/fKtAitrP4JQ/s1600-h/Basic+zone+modes+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107057102599123810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/Rt_pYGAOc2I/AAAAAAAAACo/fKtAitrP4JQ/s320/Basic+zone+modes+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(That's with no Flash and my partner took it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/Rt_qEGAOc4I/AAAAAAAAAC4/rQnxymiFPtw/s1600-h/Basic+zone+modes+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107057858513367938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/Rt_qEGAOc4I/AAAAAAAAAC4/rQnxymiFPtw/s320/Basic+zone+modes+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; (My Partner!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I did this in school! Shhhhh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(How else did ya think I got these on here??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-3329717629784551826?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/3329717629784551826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=3329717629784551826' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/3329717629784551826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/3329717629784551826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/09/pictures-i-took-in-digital-photography.html' title='Pictures I took in Digital Photography'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/Rt_oiGAOcxI/AAAAAAAAACA/4OD78auKvc4/s72-c/Signs+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-6745426810651306311</id><published>2007-08-22T19:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T19:30:55.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My First School Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hm? If I could describe it in one word, it would be: Boring. Yeah, it's boring, but the days go by fast. I thought today was Tuesday. I like my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; days, but I hate my &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; days. I would like both days much more if I ditched my math class. That one is so BORING!! I almost fell asleep yesterday in that class from listening to my teacher talk so much. (He has a deep, boring voice, so I could go night-night in that class if I could, and I don't usually fall asleep in class at all.) Anyways, here's my schedule:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; DAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1st Period:&lt;/span&gt; Digital Photography (It's kinda boring in that class too, because we haven't done anything with the cameras yet.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2nd Period:&lt;/span&gt; English (That classroom is THE &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;coldest&lt;/span&gt; classroom ever! Plus, the teacher has a fan blowin' on him!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3rd Period:&lt;/span&gt; Spanish (I have my old middle school Spanish teacher for this class, so I know her rules well and what to do. One of the easiest classes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4th Period:&lt;/span&gt; Nutrition &amp;amp; wellness (In that class, we learn about food. We will get to cook it too.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;BLUE&lt;/span&gt; DAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;5th Period:&lt;/span&gt; Digital Photography (Yes, I have this class twice. It's like my first period EVERY day.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;6th Period:&lt;/span&gt; SRP (Stands for Student Resource Period. We use this class to do homework and other pieces of crap stuff that I hate. We also use this period to go do make-up work in another class if you have an SRP pass.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;7th Period:&lt;/span&gt; Integrated Math IIA (I did Integrated Math IB in Summer School.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;8th Period&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Chemistry (It's okay. I only say this because I like the teacher. He's cool.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#990000;"&gt;There it is. Now, don't ask me, "How's school?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-6745426810651306311?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/6745426810651306311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=6745426810651306311' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/6745426810651306311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/6745426810651306311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-first-school-days_22.html' title='My First School Days'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-1832187666636252421</id><published>2007-08-11T15:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T12:16:23.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Book of Jon (and friends)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello relatives! I have been writing a story for a while now. I had totally forgotten about it until cleaning my room one day for our new bed arrival! I found the little notebook among tons of other crap. I opened it up and there was my Jon story. It's about this guy who has many health problems. Throughout the story, I keep on mistaking Jon's twin for him. Anyways, I was thrilled that I had found it, because I had written it over a year ago. I then got the inspiration to write about Jon's twin, which is longer then the first story in my little notebook. The stories have slapstick comedy in them. And It's rated PG because of rude humor. (Sorry Ari and Ian, mommy can't read it to you.) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I took the book over to my grandma and grandpa's house on the following Sunday, because I knew Annea and Rich were going to be there. All I can tell you, is that they were cracking up at it. I then wrote and ended the third story that same day. I can't tell you the title of it, because that would give some of it away. I've been thinking of a way to put my stories on here without tearing the pages out. And on my computer, I can't draw or anything that would look like the original. So, I will keep my little notebook in the car and if you wanna see it, just tell me and I'll bring it inside wherever. Trust me, you &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; laugh. I am currently working on another story in my little notebook. It's entitled &lt;u&gt;Dolly.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-1832187666636252421?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/1832187666636252421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=1832187666636252421' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/1832187666636252421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/1832187666636252421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/08/book-of-jon-and-friends.html' title='The Book of Jon (and friends)'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-7195238501351115313</id><published>2007-08-08T22:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T13:34:52.001-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Imma Tour Guide! =D + A girl named Rachael</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today, I had to help TapeEar and my friend, Rachael, find things in the high school. (Classrooms and lockers) TapeEar did find things on her own, like her locker. (Which she might not use.) I did have to help Rachael find her locker. Her mom thought that the lockers were only downstairs, but some are upstairs too. Rachael said that she looked all downstairs to find her locker. No luck. Her mom can't climb stairs, so I took Rachael upstairs to find her locker, leaving her mom, and mine and TapeEar's parents behind. Rachael told her mom to wait for her right by the auditorium. We finally found her locker in the Spanish hallway. Right before we did find her locker, a voice on the intercom said that people with the last name that starts with an "A" and these Kat people, were to meet their parents in this room number I can't remember now. Rachael's last name is &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;rredondo, so we were worried that we wouldn't find her mom. All three of us went downstairs. I found my Tousan (That means "father" in Japanese.) easily. But when we went by the auditorium, we didn't see Rachael's mom anywhere. Rachael went in search for her mom and then found us again, with no mom. The last time we saw her, she made her way to the bathroom. I guess she found her mom, 'cause we didn't see her again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;About Rachael:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She is my "Besty" as TapeEar says. We see her every Saturday at church. I met her, I guess, at Saturday church, through TapeEar. She did spend the night with us sometime in July. She's sorta like Tiffany, but not THAT much like Tiffany. (Oh yeah, Tiffany's in Arkansas right now, with her aunt. She won't be back for a year. o_O) Rachael's an awsome buddy of mine! She's half hispanic, like me and TapeEar, so we speak Spanish to each other, which is fun! We've been friends for a long time and I hope it stays that way! ^^ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-7195238501351115313?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/7195238501351115313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=7195238501351115313' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/7195238501351115313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/7195238501351115313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/08/imma-tour-guide-d-girl-named-rachael.html' title='Imma Tour Guide! =D + A girl named Rachael'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-5899121057773434189</id><published>2007-06-28T21:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T22:01:09.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 Posts in one day? Well, we &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; got some pictures uploaded on our computer and this was on of 'em, and I couldn't resist it! Sophie's so happy, ain't she?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                        &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/RoRmVyplHQI/AAAAAAAAABw/Iq28PDEYBnU/s1600-h/Similing+Sophie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081298804140219650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/RoRmVyplHQI/AAAAAAAAABw/Iq28PDEYBnU/s320/Similing+Sophie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(TapeEar took it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-5899121057773434189?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/5899121057773434189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=5899121057773434189' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/5899121057773434189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/5899121057773434189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/06/2-posts-in-one-day-well-we-just-got.html' title=''/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/RoRmVyplHQI/AAAAAAAAABw/Iq28PDEYBnU/s72-c/Similing+Sophie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-7264395482109891482</id><published>2007-06-28T19:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T20:26:28.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time, No Post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hi! How long has it been? I can't remember...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Anyways, I bet some of you didn't know that I had to go to summer school this month! (And mabe some of you did...) It was easy and I'm out already. I got out yesterday. o_O I think I might have an A. My now ex-teacher didn't add *our grades up with our Final test. I had an A before "Mid-term" and after it. Wondering what class it was? Intgrated Math 1B. I failed Algebra 1A first semester of last year...Woopsie, so I had to take it to catch up. I'm gonna have chemistry next year! Mwahahahaha!!! I'm gonna mix chemicals!!! &gt;=D And I think Digital Photography 'cause that's what my counselor said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*I mean my classmates and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Summer School with the little kiddies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'll be going to summer school again tomorrow morning, but To help out! Yup, it's time to work with some brats again! Manda and mom said there's this kid in the class who said that he was in &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; with me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oooooookay...He's 5. He doesn't know better. His name is Curtis (Heh heh! Curtis....) and he doesn't listen to Amanda at all. I'll be going for my FIRST time over there while mom and Manda have been there twice already. I know Curtis from helping out with mom during the school year...so yeah...Mom told him that I would be coming on Friday and then he says, "I'm in &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; with her!" I don't know what's gonna happen tomorrow when I see him. I'm scared....You must HELP me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-7264395482109891482?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/7264395482109891482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=7264395482109891482' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/7264395482109891482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/7264395482109891482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/06/long-time-no-post.html' title='Long Time, No Post!'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-4859080850009528796</id><published>2007-02-21T09:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T11:04:54.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ok,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Here they are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034004303379964274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="157" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/RdxgPhzAIXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LjY_Q8V36uU/s200/Snow+pictures+003.jpg" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;These will get bigger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/RdxhkRzAIYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8FJyS1-XOhQ/s1600-h/Snow+pictures+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034005759373877634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/RdxhkRzAIYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8FJyS1-XOhQ/s200/Snow+pictures+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Snow drift.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034007103698641298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/RdxiyhzAIZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/oYiom9ZQ5EE/s200/Snow+pictures+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After the plow came. (Mamaw&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; paid&lt;/span&gt; a guy to plow our driveway.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/RdxkNxzAIaI/AAAAAAAAAAk/PoooYf4AjGM/s1600-h/Snow+pictures+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034008671361704354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/RdxkNxzAIaI/AAAAAAAAAAk/PoooYf4AjGM/s200/Snow+pictures+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Told ya they got bigger.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034010458068099506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/Rdxl1xzAIbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GiNmiNZtfj4/s200/Snow+pictures+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;This is TapeEar in the snow. It's up to her knees!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/RdxnthzAIcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7IEiRzCNa6k/s1600-h/Snow+pictures+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034012515357434306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/RdxnthzAIcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7IEiRzCNa6k/s200/Snow+pictures+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's an icicle on the bottom. You can barely see it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034014010006053330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/RdxpEhzAIdI/AAAAAAAAAA8/XDwq5kheSWo/s200/Snow+pictures+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;This is today,&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; frost&lt;/span&gt; on the trees.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/RdxqSBzAIeI/AAAAAAAAABE/O-zpuq-1Y-U/s1600-h/Snow+pictures+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034015341445915106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/RdxqSBzAIeI/AAAAAAAAABE/O-zpuq-1Y-U/s200/Snow+pictures+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;More &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;frost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;on the trees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There you go. Now stop harassing me! ^_^ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-4859080850009528796?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/4859080850009528796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=4859080850009528796' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/4859080850009528796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/4859080850009528796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/02/snow-pictures.html' title='Snow Pictures'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/RdxgPhzAIXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LjY_Q8V36uU/s72-c/Snow+pictures+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-116847617704283504</id><published>2007-01-10T19:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T19:51:47.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's With the Blog Name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hi! Ever wonder why my blog is titled "The Life Of An Olive Tree"? Well, it's because my name means olive tree. I always thought is was weird because I thought, "I was named after a freakin' plant?!" but I found out that the olive tree is popular in Greece along the years. (Of course most of you probably already new this.) I embrace the fact that my name means olive tree, because I've been called "Olive" by friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e147/HipEyLoLLy2010/olive.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-116847617704283504?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/116847617704283504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=116847617704283504' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/116847617704283504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/116847617704283504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2007/01/whats-with-blog-name.html' title='What&apos;s With the Blog Name?'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-116510428245263849</id><published>2006-12-02T18:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T19:14:28.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Papaw and Chancy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Does everyone know about Chancy, my grandpa's new dog? Good. Well, he spoils her to death. Every morning, he takes her to McDonald's to get her a sausage biscuit thingy! He worries about her when he leaves her by herself. And whenever he leaves the house when me and Amanda is there, he tells us to watch the dog for him. Oh yeah! He even left for Thanksgiving early to see how the dog is doing, plus, his truck is completely covered in Chancy hair on the inside! This is why his truck is covered with hair(I found this comic in yesterday's paper):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pimpyourpro.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 312px; HEIGHT: 293px" height="586" alt="Free" src="http://img489.imageshack.us/img489/6043/1comicaboutpapawdalepw6.png" width="585" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-116510428245263849?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/116510428245263849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=116510428245263849' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/116510428245263849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/116510428245263849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2006/12/papaw-and-chancy.html' title='Papaw and Chancy'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-116199955290859648</id><published>2006-10-27T21:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T22:16:01.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHHHHH!!! HOBOS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm pretty sure that Amanda and I are going trick-or-treating this year. We were thinking about going as hobos. Yes, the hobo, commonly feared by those who are hobo-phobic. I think I'm hobo-phobic, because we once had a hobo living in our neighborhood, and I was pretty scared of him. He lived in the ally. (not the one behind our house.) He used to shoplift from stores like Village Pantry and the Dollar Store. But, sadly, he died.... Tiffany told me that she went walking with Miesha, (my-eesh-uh) (one of my other friends) and this other chick back from the Dollar Store. They threw rocks at his house, and one of them broke a window. When the window broke, they went running away laughing. (I admit, me, Amanda, Tiffany, and some other neighborhood kids threw rocks at his house too.) Tiffany thought that he had a heart attack because the broken window startled him. I sorta believe it because we haven't seen the hobo since then.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pimpyourpro.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img251.imageshack.us/img251/2031/aaaaaaaaih2.gif" border="0" alt="Free" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-116199955290859648?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/116199955290859648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=116199955290859648' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/116199955290859648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/116199955290859648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2006/10/ahhhhhh-hobos.html' title='AHHHHHH!!! HOBOS!!!'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-115479839269178941</id><published>2006-08-05T12:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T13:19:52.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Club Penguin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I have been on club penguin for a long time. What is club penguin? It's a fun place where u can walk around a little island type thing as a penguin. You can chat with other penguins and play games. Fun for all! It doesn't cost anything to join. You can throw snowballs at other penguins if you wanna be a cereal killer. (just kiding) You can rob the pizza parlor too. I did it once. It was fun. Annea was an eye witness to my crime. I think throwing snowballs at people is the most funest thing to do! Sound like fun? THEN JOIN! I NEED FAMILY ON THERE BESIDES TAPEEAR AND MY COUSINS!! PLEASE!!!!! My name on club penguin is &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Operson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;TapeEar's name still is the same. (She has different accounts too.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Here is the link to Club Penguin:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.clubpenguin.com"&gt;www.clubpenguin.com&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(Duh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-115479839269178941?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/115479839269178941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=115479839269178941' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/115479839269178941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/115479839269178941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2006/08/club-penguin.html' title='Club Penguin'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-115404445881669705</id><published>2006-07-27T19:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T19:54:18.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My School Books and Locker</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I have 4 classes everyday at high school. We have the first 4 classes one day, then the last 4 classes the next day, and so on. I heard from a girl at the high school say that she doesn't even know where her locker is in the school because she carries her backpack from class to class. (She told a group of kids and me that when we went on the tour of the school.) This made me happy because then I wouldn't have to run to my locker as often, or at all! (I wouldn't be tardy as much ether.) The books is what got to me though, because I didn't want to carry all 8 around when I didn't need them. Mom told me that Jonathan (my cousin who goes to high school.) left the 4 books he didn't need at home, and not in his locker. Then, he put the books he needed for the next day in his backpack when he got home, so that's what I was gonna do. Well we all went to go get school supplies today, And when we showed dad all of it, we started a conversation about my soon to be school books. (I forget what I said to start it anyway.) Dad say that...no, scratch that, he DEMANDED that I leave the 4 books I don't need in my locker. I said "Why?" Then he said "Well what if they say we're going to have to cancel this class today because of such and such, so they're going to have this class today." I COULD NOT SPEAK!! I didn't know what to say! It was so ridiculous! Different people have different classes! "They wouldn't do that!" I finally said. Then, just like a little kid, he said "How do you know?" I complained that my locker was too small, (They're not even 10 inches wide! Measure how long 10 inches are! Not that long!) but he said that they will fit. I don't wanna go to my locker at all! He also said to bring books home if I had homework, and "What if you need a book that you don't have with you?" I don't wanna put 4 books in there! Let alone 8! (if I don't have homework) As soon as he left, I said "I'm gonna do it anyway." So who's idea is better? Mine or his?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-115404445881669705?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/115404445881669705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=115404445881669705' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/115404445881669705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/115404445881669705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-school-books-and-locker.html' title='My School Books and Locker'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-115387860849675344</id><published>2006-07-25T21:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T21:50:08.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;TIFFANY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOO! Tiffany left Kokomo! But I'm all right, and she's all right too. Her aunt and uncle is who she spends the most time with. Her aunt seems nice 'cause I've talked to her before over the phone. Since Tiffany left, she has called over here 4 times. I only talked to her 3 time though. The last 2 were more recent, Saturday night and Sunday morning. She says hi to everyone. (that she knew.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUMMER SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brats. Most of them anyways. I know Amanda told you about them, so, I won't do that. Andra (Andre) got sent to the principals' office Friday. (the 21st) YESSSSSSSSS!! I was very happy! I know it's wrong, but we didn't have to put up with him for the rest of the day!!!! It seems that he was fighting with another student on the bus. WOO HOO he got wrote up!!!! YEA!! ^_^ I hope he got in trouble at home.....We're going to Highland park tomorrow. While the kids, me, and Amanda are playing, Mr. Guy will be grilling hotdogs on the grill. Mr. Guy helps with the fathers program at Head Start. He helps us when we go on field trips too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;That's all........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-115387860849675344?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/115387860849675344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=115387860849675344' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/115387860849675344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/115387860849675344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2006/07/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-114921505237494889</id><published>2006-06-01T21:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T22:24:12.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM VERY VERY SAD....... :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I was asleep for a long time and then I woke up. I heard the phone ring and heard my dad say "Hello?............Just a minute." He came into my room and said "Olivia, it's Tiffany". I said "ok". I took the phone and said "hello". We had the following conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany: Guess what.&lt;br /&gt;Me: What?&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany: I'm moving to Arkansas&lt;br /&gt;Me: Why? (I was about to cry, but I didn't)&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany: My mom says she hates this place (She was sniffing. Ya know, like you are crying or have been crying.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I had thought it was a joke, but then I heard the sniffing. Tiffany had been talking about how her mom was thinking about moving there. She told me how she told other friends: When she told my friend Brenna, she said that she was going to KIDNAP her. When she told another friend, Nycole, she was crying. We talked about our sadness for a long time. Tiffany also told me that she was moving on July 1st. That made me extra sad. Because that meant I only had a month left with her. As soon as we hung up, I lost all my self-control. I started crying so bad! I was thinking: Who am I going to school with? I am going to be so bored with no one around!! Will I ever see her again? WHO WILL BE MY BEST FRIEND? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(I was crying as was typing this......)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-114921505237494889?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/114921505237494889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=114921505237494889' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/114921505237494889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/114921505237494889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-am-very-very-sad.html' title='I AM VERY VERY SAD....... :('/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-114661725010762993</id><published>2006-05-02T20:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T20:58:01.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hi!! I am sure all of you know that Amanda has a blog now. Here it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tapeear.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://tapeear.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My friend, Tiffany also has a blog now. This is it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theblah88.blogspot.com"&gt;http://www.theblah88.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YEAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-114661725010762993?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/114661725010762993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=114661725010762993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/114661725010762993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/114661725010762993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-blogs.html' title='New Blogs'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-114480250970482228</id><published>2006-04-11T20:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T20:41:49.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzes</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;If all you guys liked the quiz that Annea had on her blog, go to &lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com"&gt;www.quizilla.com&lt;/a&gt; It has tons of ones like that on here.The only thing is that it's for kids and teenagers, but you guys will like it. I go on there sometimes for fun. (People sign up on there to make a quiz. so if you sign up on it, you get to make a quiz if you want to!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-114480250970482228?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/114480250970482228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=114480250970482228' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/114480250970482228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/114480250970482228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2006/04/quizzes.html' title='Quizzes'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-114107754611314849</id><published>2006-02-27T16:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T16:59:06.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me @ school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm at school again. But not Mr. Bunn's class :( I just wanted to say hi and happy birthday to Annea. BYE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-114107754611314849?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/114107754611314849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=114107754611314849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/114107754611314849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/114107754611314849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2006/02/me-school.html' title='Me @ school'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-114074242958639735</id><published>2006-02-23T19:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T19:58:11.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M DONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes!! I'm done with my book! The 2 guys who committed the murder were found NOT guilty. It also turns out that the main character's own GRANDPA helped with the kidnapping!!! Of course he isn't real but it shocked me in the end! Anyway, I'm proud I finished! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-114074242958639735?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/114074242958639735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=114074242958639735' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/114074242958639735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/114074242958639735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-done.html' title='I&apos;M DONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-114022462374529322</id><published>2006-02-17T19:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T20:03:43.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jell-o Pudding Pops</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Mom wanted me to post this for her. She got an email form Kraft that says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Thank you for visiting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kraftfoods.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.kraftfoods.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; and for your interest in &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; JELL-O(r) PUDDING POPS(r) Frozen Pudding on a Stick.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We no longer manufacture this product, but have licensed the name to Good Humor - Breyers Ice Cream for manufacturing. If you have questions about this product they can be contacted at 1- 800-483-9939.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I also wanted to share a recipe that was created by our Kitchens team for a great tasting pudding pop that can be made in your home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;JELL-O Creamy Chocolate Pudding Pops:&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients: 2 cups cold milk 1 pkg. (4-serving size) JELL-O Chocolate Flavor Instant Pudding &amp;amp; Pie Filling 1 cup thawed COOL WHIP Whipped Topping &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Preparation: POUR cold milk into medium bowl. Add pudding mix. Beat with wire whisk 1 minute. Gently stir in whipped topping. SPOON into 5-oz. paper cups. Insert pop stick into each cup for handle. FREEZE 4 hours or overnight until firm. To remove pops from cups, place bottoms of cups under warm running water for 15 seconds. Press firmly on bottoms of cups to release pops. (Do not twist or pull pop sticks.) Store leftover pops in freezer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;It was great hearing from you, and I encourage you to browse our website to take advantage of the great online food content that's available 24 hours a day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kim McMiller &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Associate Director, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Consumer Relations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-114022462374529322?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/114022462374529322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=114022462374529322' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/114022462374529322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/114022462374529322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2006/02/jell-o-pudding-pops.html' title='Jell-o Pudding Pops'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-113996510886977300</id><published>2006-02-14T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T19:58:28.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO ALL!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;                    :0}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-113996510886977300?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/113996510886977300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=113996510886977300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/113996510886977300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/113996510886977300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-valentines-day-to-all-0.html' title=''/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-113780935118775272</id><published>2006-01-20T21:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T21:21:21.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Book</title><content type='html'>I'm reading a book called "Mississippi Trial 1955" It's a story about Emmitt Till. You guys know anything about him? I know he got murdered. Got beat real bad. The cops couldn't identify his body because he was beaten so bad. The murders shot him too. Really horrible. This was all because he whistled at a white woman!!! Awful! You can go here to look at Till's face after he was murdered: &lt;a href="http://www.panopt.com/photogra/withers/fulewtill05.html"&gt;http://www.panopt.com/photogra/withers/fulewtill05.html&lt;/a&gt;  I warn you, the picture is graphic!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-113780935118775272?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/113780935118775272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=113780935118775272' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/113780935118775272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/113780935118775272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2006/01/book_20.html' title='Book'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-113780883884741979</id><published>2006-01-20T20:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T21:00:38.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-113780883884741979?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/113780883884741979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=113780883884741979' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/113780883884741979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/113780883884741979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2006/01/book.html' title='Book'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-113771299907212682</id><published>2006-01-19T18:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T18:23:19.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi ppl! Sorry I haven't been posting any things. Anyways Amanda's 1st game was today. got beat badly: 28 to 12. That sucked! They had this girl that was taller than all the other girls on BOTH teams......I called her a whale. Awwww well, Manda's gonna win her next game on Tuesday. GO TEAM!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-113771299907212682?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/113771299907212682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=113771299907212682' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/113771299907212682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/113771299907212682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2006/01/sorry.html' title='Sorry :('/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-113564738019524438</id><published>2005-12-26T20:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T20:36:20.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO bored right now!!! HELP!! make me laugh right now or something!!!!! OH YEAH! did everyone have a good Christmas??? I DID!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-113564738019524438?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/113564738019524438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=113564738019524438' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/113564738019524438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/113564738019524438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2005/12/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-113404433019873519</id><published>2005-12-08T07:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T07:18:50.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today On This Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My Mom Asked me to put this on and I am because I do like some of the Beatles music and some of John Lennons. I just could get the Pic We wanted to put on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;If you want to go to :  &lt;a href="http://www.eyesyte.co.uk/Lennon1.JPG"&gt;http://www.eyesyte.co.uk/Lennon1.JPG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On This Date December 8th&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to say that this man, husband, father, poet, singer, song writer, and Man of Peace John Lennon. Will forever be missed, this day the 25 anniversary of his death. I was 14 (my mom) a freshman in high school it was a sad day for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the DOUBLE FANTASY Album&lt;br /&gt;“Beautiful Boy”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the best quote I have heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Life is just what happens to you, While your busy making other plans”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;his song makes me cry. Listen to the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;I think it would make any mother cry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-113404433019873519?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/113404433019873519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=113404433019873519' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/113404433019873519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/113404433019873519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2005/12/today-on-this-date.html' title='Today On This Date'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-113356664546911082</id><published>2005-12-02T18:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T18:37:25.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Never mind</title><content type='html'>Uh.....never mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-113356664546911082?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/113356664546911082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=113356664546911082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/113356664546911082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/113356664546911082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2005/12/never-mind.html' title='Never mind'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-113354175744682561</id><published>2005-12-02T11:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T11:42:37.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hi people I'm goingto spend the night @ my aunt's house. We were going to make something, but my uncle has a bad back right now. (I think it's because of old age. he he!) I feel sorry 4 him though. Aw well, we can still have a good time with all the VIDEO GAMES!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-113354175744682561?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/113354175744682561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=113354175744682561' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/113354175744682561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/113354175744682561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2005/12/hi.html' title='HI'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-113336823553729853</id><published>2005-11-30T11:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T11:30:35.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hi peeps! I'm in Bunny's agian! Whoo Hoo!!! I can't wait til Christmas! I want Donkey Kong 3. (4 my gameboy.) I already told my grandma I wanted it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-113336823553729853?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/113336823553729853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=113336823553729853' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/113336823553729853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/113336823553729853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2005/11/weee.html' title='Weee!'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-113276298742654895</id><published>2005-11-23T11:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T11:23:07.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm at school!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hi people! I'm in Mr. Bunn's class! WWEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! Oh yeah! Happy Thanksgiving everyone!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-113276298742654895?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/113276298742654895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=113276298742654895' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/113276298742654895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/113276298742654895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-at-school.html' title='I&apos;m at school!!'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-113120335893113778</id><published>2005-11-05T13:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T10:09:18.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I want to wish a very Happy Anniversary to my aunt &amp; uncle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I hope u got each other cool-io presents! (and sorry to people who have ben checking my blog &amp;amp; nothing new has been on it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-113120335893113778?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/113120335893113778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=113120335893113778' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/113120335893113778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/113120335893113778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary!'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-112795206880559362</id><published>2005-09-28T18:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T19:01:08.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I heard some amazing roomers at school today. It was about the fight yesterday. Here are some: "I heard that Macie's head was bleeding!", "I heard that Nahen hit Macie's head on a brick wall!", and "OHMYGOSH! Macie's in the hospitail!" None of that stuff is even true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-112795206880559362?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/112795206880559362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=112795206880559362' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/112795206880559362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/112795206880559362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2005/09/what.html' title='WHAT?!'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-112786521653126589</id><published>2005-09-27T18:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T18:53:36.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I witnessed a fight after school today. It was between my friend, Macie and some dude named Nathan. The vice principle had to question me because I had seen it all. I was completely frozen in terror because Nathan was punching her a lot (Macie can defend herself because she's tough. but I felt like I needed to help her but I couln't) my day had been some what exciting today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-112786521653126589?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/112786521653126589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=112786521653126589' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/112786521653126589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/112786521653126589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2005/09/omg.html' title='OMG!'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17162674.post-112778320932054678</id><published>2005-09-26T20:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T20:06:49.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HI!</title><content type='html'>Hi persons i know, i got a blog!&lt;br /&gt;i just want to let you know that school is so boring! And it is weird too. i am new so ask me questions!&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17162674-112778320932054678?l=o-person.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/feeds/112778320932054678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17162674&amp;postID=112778320932054678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/112778320932054678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17162674/posts/default/112778320932054678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://o-person.blogspot.com/2005/09/hi.html' title='HI!'/><author><name>OliveSoul#4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18249580829872916990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rveiQZ1zxow/TFiy3WSO4JI/AAAAAAAAASs/NdGRMEnm8Oc/S220/animation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
