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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 159px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-SFEyJbKwo/Te-TXtZtyQI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ROcqzHUwAVc/s200/images-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615869295888025858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TATTOO'S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People should get tattoo's because sometimes people need an memory of something special so they represent by getting tattoo because they want it to remind them to be in their hearts for ever not just in their mind and too also show the world what this or that mean to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;people should not get tattoo's because when you get old they wrinkle up and gets ugly than you thought it would ...then course people say its bad ,that tattoos sometimes get people to do bad stuff or something their parents wont like or ink is bad for your skin and blood and sometimes can lead to danger for couple of reasons like getting too much and what type of ink you use to put in your skin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-6859667452659090815?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/6859667452659090815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=6859667452659090815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/6859667452659090815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/6859667452659090815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2011/06/tattoos.html' title='Tattoo&apos;s'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-SFEyJbKwo/Te-TXtZtyQI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ROcqzHUwAVc/s72-c/images-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-8414979418401476544</id><published>2011-06-01T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T09:54:12.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Word ''GAY''</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x0mY31eFVt4/TeZXfE6llBI/AAAAAAAAAG4/biHaPK676wU/s1600/images.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 145px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x0mY31eFVt4/TeZXfE6llBI/AAAAAAAAAG4/biHaPK676wU/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613270176970937362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- I think being gay is nothing , i totally respect it i never had an problem with it. the reason i agree to accept to gayness in the world is because every one deserves to be happy and express them self in any way they want!! i don't know why people are going against gay people theres nothing  wrong ....racism and gayness is actully the same because they both had difference in it like black -white they different or straight - by sexual they different but they do united still as the same understanding i understand gayness to some people may be kinda nasty or disturbing but thats life you can get what ever but still have to take the risk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-8414979418401476544?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/8414979418401476544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=8414979418401476544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/8414979418401476544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/8414979418401476544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2011/06/word-gay.html' title='The Word &apos;&apos;GAY&apos;&apos;'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x0mY31eFVt4/TeZXfE6llBI/AAAAAAAAAG4/biHaPK676wU/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-3478503778359221337</id><published>2011-05-12T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T08:25:39.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power Of Spoken Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Catch 22" by Jovani Fox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#009999;"&gt;9 planets revolve around the sun&lt;br /&gt;1 life to live in infinite perspectives&lt;br /&gt;22 reasons for conclusiveness&lt;br /&gt;365 years my people were prisoners, slaves&lt;br /&gt;17 years I've been a P.O.W. in my endless misconception and deceitful ways,&lt;br /&gt;all only to find who I am.&lt;br /&gt;5 bad relationships&lt;br /&gt;1 broken heart&lt;br /&gt;and just now I am learning from my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;22 reasons why I died mentally on the inside&lt;br /&gt;pulling an invisible trigger,&lt;br /&gt;killing myself piece by piece&lt;br /&gt;1 person who stares back at me in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;2 children in my future I wait to see, love&lt;br /&gt;and teach right from wrong.&lt;br /&gt;8 fractured bones&lt;br /&gt;12 scars on my legs from running with da boys&lt;br /&gt;22 reasons to laugh and hate my scarred up childhood&lt;br /&gt;500 strokes to finish the race&lt;br /&gt;2,000 meters from the start to finish&lt;br /&gt;22 reasons to endure the inevitable&lt;br /&gt;9 planets revolve around the sun&lt;br /&gt;1 life to live in infinite perspectives&lt;br /&gt;22 reasons why I dropped 22 stones but picked up&lt;br /&gt;22 more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#009999;"&gt;The world is destruction&lt;br /&gt;Can you look in the eyes&lt;br /&gt;Of an American eagle for justice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#009999;"&gt;What is the cause of conflict&lt;br /&gt;Issues that can't be resolved without using the force of&lt;br /&gt;Violence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#009999;"&gt;A human mind seeks out for the&lt;br /&gt;Definition of the word unity. A word that&lt;br /&gt;Was born through the eyes of Martin Luther King,&lt;br /&gt;Who believed all in one (equality).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#009999;"&gt;What is a world of violence?&lt;br /&gt;If there's no war how can&lt;br /&gt;There be peace?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#009999;"&gt;Is it possible that our countries&lt;br /&gt;Can rely on peace?&lt;br /&gt;Peace is a garden of unity&lt;br /&gt;A unity of us creating a world to new era.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#009999;"&gt;If there is no war how can&lt;br /&gt;There be peace!!!&lt;br /&gt;Peace!!!&lt;br /&gt;Peace!!!&lt;br /&gt;We'll just have to wait&lt;br /&gt;And see as we breathe.&lt;br /&gt;By Victor Brandao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#009999;"&gt;I am not&lt;br /&gt;Racist&lt;br /&gt;I am not&lt;br /&gt;Ignorant to the fact that people&lt;br /&gt;Are losing homes in Baghdad&lt;br /&gt;I am not&lt;br /&gt;For this war thing&lt;br /&gt;I am not what the government&lt;br /&gt;Is trying to make me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#009999;"&gt;I am not&lt;br /&gt;Rude, ignorant or stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am a young Black teenage female&lt;br /&gt;But no I am not pregnant&lt;br /&gt;No I am not always chasing after boys.&lt;br /&gt;But yes I do still play and hang with my family&lt;br /&gt;Yes I do hang with my friends&lt;br /&gt;But I am not my friends so whatever they do&lt;br /&gt;No I am not a follower&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am independent&lt;br /&gt;So I am not the person you think when you see me&lt;br /&gt;In the streets or in the halls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#009999;"&gt;I am not&lt;br /&gt;Fat, dumb, ignorant&lt;br /&gt;I am not&lt;br /&gt;Crazy, stupid, rude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#009999;"&gt;I am not&lt;br /&gt;your typical young-minded teenager&lt;br /&gt;I am not different&lt;br /&gt;Because of my skin color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#009999;"&gt;I am not&lt;br /&gt;The person everybody thinks I am.&lt;br /&gt;By Tyeesha Mendez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-the reason why i choosed and like this poem is because i basically under stand the writer , what she is trying to say in poem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-3478503778359221337?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/3478503778359221337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=3478503778359221337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/3478503778359221337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/3478503778359221337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2011/05/power-of-spoken-word.html' title='The Power Of Spoken Word'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-2377200756746082979</id><published>2011-04-15T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T10:03:24.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inside</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lY8Cj9uZsfA/TcQpxcF8NDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/fzazpVlXLDE/s1600/DownloadedFile.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lY8Cj9uZsfA/TcQpxcF8NDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/fzazpVlXLDE/s200/DownloadedFile.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603649765687178290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;these words are from the inside from the heart,&lt;br /&gt;the heart that was once bright and happy. but to me the worse thing ever is holding something very strong from the out side the real life  the life that makes you wanna die at times, but still death may not be different but scent of the past runs threw your veins threw your whole body system , but as im describing my whole feeling from the inside i rather have no feelings at all then i would been powerful like those actions movies with very strong woman but still have to go threw those days of emtional stress but not me _______..my teen age years everybody seees me as the pretty alondra or the smiley never hurt alondra but in the inside is an dark loney hurtful place that even you can bearly heal or touch it, it will be powerful &amp;amp; half &amp;amp; half healing to the soul , mind , heart,&amp;lt;|3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-2377200756746082979?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/2377200756746082979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=2377200756746082979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/2377200756746082979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/2377200756746082979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2011/04/inside.html' title='Inside'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lY8Cj9uZsfA/TcQpxcF8NDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/fzazpVlXLDE/s72-c/DownloadedFile.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-5426110398071258637</id><published>2011-04-08T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T08:51:59.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i think the answer is b/c because they both have good answers but the most one i would pick is b. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Act Of Sexting &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Freddie Boyfriend: I Love That Top You Wear Last Summer You Looked Smokin Hot You Should Try Them On Again Even Though Is Fall ;] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;New Text Message..... Erika Girlfriend: Lol You Sure What If Every Body Looks At Me Funny :| &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No Messages ....End Of The Coversation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mara Erika Best Friend &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Erika: Hi Mara I Got To Tell U Something That Happened To Me Yesterday With Freddie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mara: Whatt Happened Are You Ok ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Erika: Yeah ... But I Was Talking To Freedie And He Told I Should Wear All Those Summer Clothes I Weared He Said I Look Smoking Hot Should I Do It ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mara: No Dude No Way Bad Choice Like I Said From The Start ... He Just One Of Those Kids That Wants To Get With All The Girls You Can Even Ask All The Girls That He Hook Up With!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Erika: Why You So Mean To Him He Never Did Nothing To You , Your My Best Friend You Should Be Happy For Me With Who I Go Out With :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mara: Im Sorry Erika Is True You Have To Believe Me We Knew Each Others More He So Why You In His Side ..Boys Dont Come Over Us Remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Erika: Sorry I Guess They Do Bye So Called Best Friend Of Mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;End Of Coversation Next Day Of School.... erika walks in to lunch room sees freddie in the lunch table with his ex-girl friend trina barrios that day erika knew what went on with her boy friend he was hornbag , jerk and didnt deserve an girl like erika and also notice that 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Thief</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="rg_ctlv"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.speedysigns.com/images/osha/large/NOTICE09.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Who Ever Stole The Laptop,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Since This Is a Letter Ima just say that what you did is wrong and kinda made all of the kids of school not be trusted now we have new rules to be follow by the laptops and since you took the computer some people can even finish their work/assighments that was given to do so just give up now a follow the consequents !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="rg_ctlv"&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/6620350296767959179-3914309433865055687?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-9184539963520049191</id><published>2010-11-09T11:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T13:44:36.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>made in l.a. part 4</title><content type='html'>OK i don't know what to do cuz when i went to techbrarian it only showed the movie and no assignment so i guess ima just tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; about what i saw OK so the movie was about that they finally got what they wanted in 3 years of hard work... to get forever 21 to pay for what  they did for making them go threw hard times when they not supposed to. some of the works that was helping  to band forever 21 still work there to support the others that deserve to have good things in their life's i guess that's how i should put it xP oh i almost forgot basically the main part after them wining they  all got to be happy like one of the Lady's was learning English to go get a better job...and hoping that she will get her kids back after what she heard about them and an other that got premoted to work there helping people like her she also got to go places she never thought to go like hong kong ,new york city, and mexcio her child hood home...THE END or should i say fin ? or ..nah ya choose &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-9184539963520049191?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/9184539963520049191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=9184539963520049191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/9184539963520049191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/9184539963520049191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2010/11/made-in-la-part-4.html' title='made in l.a. part 4'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-4419581539556331392</id><published>2010-10-25T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T11:45:10.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Made In L.A. Part 3</title><content type='html'>if it were up to you to make the decision, would you let the sweatshop workers become legal U.S. citizens? Why or why not? yes because is something really series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Describe a moment in from parts 1, 2, or 3 of this movie that you found particularly memorable? Why? how one of them has lost their child and hasnt heard from them from a long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. By the end of part 3, the protestors seem to be giving up hope. If you were able to speak to the group, what would you say to them to inspire them to keep going? dont give up if you really want this then make it happen by working hard thats the only way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-4419581539556331392?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/4419581539556331392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=4419581539556331392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/4419581539556331392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/4419581539556331392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2010/10/made-in-la-part-3.html' title='Made In L.A. Part 3'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-4860633442306175072</id><published>2010-10-22T09:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T08:21:49.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Made In L.A. Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Who does Forever 21 blame for the sweatshops? Why?  the workers because they dont want them to have justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. What’s wrong with Forever 21′s argument? they bearly getting what they want to shutdown forever21 but they not gonna give up untill they get whats fair&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Why do the workers continue to protest even if it means they might lose their jobs?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;because they deserve alot they get paid less then clothes they make for forever21 and they never get a break and get treated like they slaves which is wrong no body should be treated like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/6620350296767959179-4860633442306175072?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/4860633442306175072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=4860633442306175072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/4860633442306175072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/4860633442306175072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2010/10/made-in-la-part-2.html' title='Made In L.A. Part 2'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-9064822865768749519</id><published>2010-10-18T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T11:43:59.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Made In L.a. Part1</title><content type='html'>1. How is the life of sweatshop workers in L.A. the same as those in Indonesia?  How is it different? the have more than the others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Why is it that poor immigrants (newcomers) end up working at sweatshops?  Why don’t they work as lawyers or doctors or at Mcdonalds?&lt;br /&gt;they reason they can do that is because they not able to get papers so they have no choice but  to work there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Predict what’s going to happen by the end of this movie? they not gonna give up even that company's is way more powerful&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-9064822865768749519?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/9064822865768749519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=9064822865768749519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/9064822865768749519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/9064822865768749519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2010/10/made-in-la-part1.html' title='Made In L.a. Part1'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-2790324982068453536</id><published>2010-10-18T07:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T11:44:02.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Maze Game</title><content type='html'>the most hard part was doing the lines to make it into a maze game. and the most proud part was decorating the game into an underwater maze game so go play my game and comment what you think about it!...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://scratch.mit.edu/projects/asebelen188/1404959'&gt;&lt;img src='http://scratch.mit.edu/static/projects/asebelen188/1404959_med.png' width='425' height='319' alt='Scratch Project'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-2790324982068453536?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/2790324982068453536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=2790324982068453536' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/2790324982068453536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/2790324982068453536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-maze-game.html' title='My Maze Game'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-5222110125035455919</id><published>2010-10-15T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T09:44:39.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Aquarium''!</title><content type='html'>The most part I'm proud of  is when i finished and saw it come out the way i wanted and the most challenging part was drawing the fishes cuz is way harder  to do it in a computer than an paper but at least it came out nice i hope you guys like them! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://scratch.mit.edu/projects/asebelen188/1354783"&gt;&lt;img src="http://scratch.mit.edu/static/projects/asebelen188/1354783_med.png" width="425" height="319" alt="Scratch Project" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-5222110125035455919?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/5222110125035455919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=5222110125035455919' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/5222110125035455919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/5222110125035455919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-aquarium.html' title='My Aquarium&apos;&apos;!'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-282053342945400112</id><published>2010-10-06T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T10:07:10.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind the Swoosh, Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear,Nike sweatshop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its not fair that you treating the workers like they slaves i think is very wrong  and I'm not the only one that thinks that  I'm glad Leslie and Jim are helping to do things right because no body deserve to be treat like that i mean they get $1.25 just for working for 18 or more hours and most of the people that work there cant barley have time to be with there kids and raise them. that's sick that's not the only thing thats wrong is also how they don't  have good homes basically they have to share rooms they don't have good bath rooms its a bad en variant  to live and to be healthy .... ''SO PLEASE DON'T BE JERKS AND &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SELFISH&lt;/span&gt;!''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&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/6620350296767959179-282053342945400112?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/282053342945400112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=282053342945400112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/282053342945400112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/282053342945400112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2010/10/behind-swoosh-part-3.html' title='Behind the Swoosh, Part 3'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-9139986933271782111</id><published>2010-10-05T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T11:43:58.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slavery/sweatshop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;div class="post-inner" style="position: relative; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.  How much do Nike workers make in Indonesia?  How many hours a day do they work?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;they work to 12 to 14 some them cant even see they child. they get paid about 1.25&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.  What is life like for Indonesian Nike workers at home?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;they basically have to share every thing in the house they share rooms um showers and bath rooms &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.  Why won’t Nike talk to Jim or Leslie or let them visit the shoe factory? they didn't let them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; they have to talk the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-9139986933271782111?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/9139986933271782111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=9139986933271782111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/9139986933271782111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/9139986933271782111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2010/10/slaverysweatshop.html' title='Slavery/sweatshop'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-3033545729208211220</id><published>2010-10-04T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T14:02:59.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind The Swoosh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 18px;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:12;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;div style="POSITION: relative" class="post-inner"&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. What does it mean to “make a decent living”? What should you be able to afford to buy?clothes ,&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;supplies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Where do your sneakers come from? Who makes them?sneaker factory &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. What is a sweatshop (take a guess, even if you have no idea)?i have no i idea i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; even have a a clue what it means &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-3033545729208211220?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/3033545729208211220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=3033545729208211220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/3033545729208211220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/3033545729208211220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2010/10/behind-swoosh.html' title='Behind The Swoosh'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-3231150523231695675</id><published>2010-06-25T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T15:57:29.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Omfg&lt;/span&gt; the bash was very emotional mostly every one was crying it all started with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kylee&lt;/span&gt;. but also we gave a each other a group hug and said what they were feeling and what they going to miss about some one all i know is that was a good to let all feelings out and celebrate the last time we going to see each other. in the bash was cool but not as cool as i imagined &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; some people didn't want to go for no pair of reason and some people didn't want to dance and sat in the back  and some just didn't have partners, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; some where shy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lolsz&lt;/span&gt; yes i did complained about but every one cheered me up:) until we got into the end of the party almost everybody was crying again then we clap and clap we giggled then we destroyed everything that was covered with paper and decoration then everybody step out side and together and talked and gave each other hugs and some their good byes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ima&lt;/span&gt; miss the ones that are leaving and know how Monday/last day of school is gonna be! some of teachers were surprised how we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; crazy we just were all together is was true tho it really was a peace full class day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-3231150523231695675?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/3231150523231695675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=3231150523231695675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/3231150523231695675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/3231150523231695675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2010/06/bash.html' title='The Bash'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-7574419459603970713</id><published>2010-04-28T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T13:52:23.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Trip Ever To SixFlags 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qUD6rG8qWj8/TBtwV9swZmI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kPqteeMNQE0/s1600/six-flags-great-adventure-map-new-jersey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484100493895558754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qUD6rG8qWj8/TBtwV9swZmI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kPqteeMNQE0/s200/six-flags-great-adventure-map-new-jersey.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Six Flags Trip Was Very Adventurous I Loved It So Much That I Would Love To Go Again Some Day As Class Trip I Was In Group Of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Daisy's&lt;/span&gt; But Then We Decide To Get On A Group With &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rossette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Mom And &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Marleni's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Aunt So Yeah We Had A Big Group But It Felt Like We Was A Family Going To &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SixFlags&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! My Favorite Ride Was Skull Mountain &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Was Amazing And The Second Favorite Ride Would Be El &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Toro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I Kinda Mad &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cuz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I Didn't Got On The Ride &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cuz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It Was A Huge Line So We Didn't Want To Lose Time So We Went To Other Rides Also I Loved How I Acted Like A Lil Adorable Baby Every Time I Got On A Ride I Would Always Close My Eyes And Peek A Little And Scream! And Had Ode Butterfly's In My Stomach &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lmfao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The First Ride That I Group Got On Was Twister And The Last Ride Was Skull Mountain Again It Was Kinda Messed Up How It Was Raining And Some Rides We Closed &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cuz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Of The Rain:( And Then When We Have To Get In The Bus The Driver Said That The Bus Broke Down Yeah Soo Messed Up but It Was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; The Other Bus That didnt Broke Down &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lefted&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Earlier&lt;/span&gt; And The Bus Had To Wait For An Hour For A New Bus To Come It Was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Weird&lt;/span&gt; How It Was Spring And It Was Cold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-7574419459603970713?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/7574419459603970713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=7574419459603970713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/7574419459603970713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/7574419459603970713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2010/04/best-trip-ever-to-sixflags-2010.html' title='The Best Trip Ever To SixFlags 2010'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qUD6rG8qWj8/TBtwV9swZmI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kPqteeMNQE0/s72-c/six-flags-great-adventure-map-new-jersey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-4462459675950062191</id><published>2010-04-22T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T06:58:06.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no more bottle water's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qUD6rG8qWj8/S9BVy9S28yI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7TMpNyln-VE/s1600/Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qUD6rG8qWj8/S9BVy9S28yI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7TMpNyln-VE/s200/Page_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462960681935893282" 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/6620350296767959179-4462459675950062191?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/4462459675950062191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=4462459675950062191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/4462459675950062191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/4462459675950062191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-more-bottle-waters.html' title='no more bottle water&apos;s'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qUD6rG8qWj8/S9BVy9S28yI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7TMpNyln-VE/s72-c/Page_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-5768468880814372778</id><published>2010-04-08T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T06:11:22.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i think is really good to be hearing music when you working , to me it could be a Lil distracting unless if is really loud       &lt;br /&gt;and you trying to hear to your music or sometimes when they have a headphones and is really loud that sometimes makes me a Lil distracted but still i agree that is better listen to music so  yeah the reason why i hear music by doing work because it gets you focus because people these days be getting distraced by someone talking about something interested or making jokes so you rather lets talk and dont  finish nothing or lets us hear music and finish our work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-5768468880814372778?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/5768468880814372778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=5768468880814372778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/5768468880814372778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/5768468880814372778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-think-is-really-good-to-be-hearing.html' title=''/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-7225846271248460004</id><published>2010-03-19T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T06:04:43.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my google</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qUD6rG8qWj8/S6NzhFOb9zI/AAAAAAAAAFY/QQzeO4qkC20/s1600-h/Scan046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qUD6rG8qWj8/S6NzhFOb9zI/AAAAAAAAAFY/QQzeO4qkC20/s320/Scan046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450326986224039730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this drawing was made by me i love it it looks so cool! i didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really took  me that long and it wasn't even that hard the reason why i decide to draw that was because i like alot of cartoons &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and since i never saw a google cartoon thing i wanted to do that ! tell me what you think .. i hope you like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-7225846271248460004?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/7225846271248460004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=7225846271248460004' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/7225846271248460004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/7225846271248460004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-google.html' title='my google'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qUD6rG8qWj8/S6NzhFOb9zI/AAAAAAAAAFY/QQzeO4qkC20/s72-c/Scan046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-9185094861114527418</id><published>2010-02-11T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T05:50:59.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bottles water</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 1) Is bottled water cleaner and tastier than tap? Explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they say they the same but different ways they get made, different to throw&lt;br /&gt;and stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2) How is bottled water made? Where does it go after you throw the bottle away? when you all done wit the bottle they  take it to India and if they don't have any place to put it they just dump it on people's backyard they also burn it  which mess up the inverment and leave some to be recycled !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What can you do to help solve the bottled water problem?&lt;br /&gt;try your best to get everyone to join you to help get water fountain almost everywhere and also you can also drink water from sink instead of bottled waters !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-9185094861114527418?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/9185094861114527418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=9185094861114527418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/9185094861114527418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/9185094861114527418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2010/02/bottles-water.html' title='bottles water'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-1292283017195899047</id><published>2009-12-10T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T06:48:43.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>extra credit love at first sight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:24px;"&gt;yes, i do believe in love at first sight it didn't happen to to me but it happen to someone i know it feels very strange when it happens four the first time &lt;img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-1380" title="love at first sight" src="http://techbrarian.com/home/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/love-at-first-sight-300x200.png" alt="love at first sight" width="300" height="200" /&gt; . two me it feels something that i never feel omg i cant really explain because  it didn't happen to me so yea so idk have no clue how it feels!! and happy birthday to naomi have the best birth day ever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-1292283017195899047?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/1292283017195899047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=1292283017195899047' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/1292283017195899047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/1292283017195899047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2009/12/extra-credit-love-at-first-sight.html' title='extra credit love at first sight'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-1108030089757624168</id><published>2009-11-10T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T06:23:58.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>laptop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-size:24px;"&gt; &lt;img src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:JDqrDvVZGYNi7M:http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khaFbXemBuo/SsWmfeStHkI/AAAAAAAAAsU/q9zEXfB_xTg/s200/mad+face.jpg" width="80" height="80" style="float:left;margin:10px 10px 0;border:1px solid" alt="See full size image" /&gt;hey, who ever stole the 2 laptop wasn't cool that was so messed up they so stupid ! why would they steale a laptop when they mite get caught if they go to school.8] so give it up a give it back to the school please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-1108030089757624168?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/1108030089757624168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=1108030089757624168' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/1108030089757624168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/1108030089757624168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2009/11/laptop.html' title='laptop'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-7150928659091352455</id><published>2009-09-29T07:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T07:32:15.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shallow seas,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;img class="size-medium wp-image-1255" title="Screen shot 2009-09-29 at 9.00.50 AM" src="http://techbrarian.com/home/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/Screen-shot-2009-09-29-at-9.00.50-AM-300x209.png" alt="Screen shot 2009-09-29 at 9.00.50 AM" width="135" height="93" /&gt;THEY SHOW ALOT OF WERID CREATURES THAT I NEVER REALLY SAW BEFORE IT FELT SO UNCOMFORTABLE. I DONT NOW WHAT THE PLANTS WERE CALLED BUT THEY WERE SEAWEED AND ALOT OF ANIMALS THAT I DONT KNOW WERE CALLED. THE MOST INTERESTING WAS THE SHALLOW SEAS IT WAS VERY COOL AND VERY INTERESTING. I'LL TRAVEL TO THE BIRDS I THINK BECAUSE IS MORE PEACE AND ALOT OF COLORFUL BIRDS AND STUFF ITS MORE BETTER FOR ME BECAUSE I DONT GET TO SEE ANY THINGS IM SCARED OF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-7150928659091352455?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/7150928659091352455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=7150928659091352455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/7150928659091352455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/7150928659091352455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2009/09/shallow-seas.html' title='shallow seas,'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-5953099153002409587</id><published>2009-09-25T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T07:34:38.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friendship or crush</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="-webkit-user-select: none" src="http://blog.australian-native.com.au/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/koalahug-300x295.jpg" /&gt;is friendship love?... every time u have a boy as bestfirend it feel normal at first but then u feel some thing in the inside that makes u like them but u too shy to tell n then every body in school says do guys like each other?  they stay shut n go away together n talk what they think n say do we really like each other or it is a big friendship?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-5953099153002409587?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/5953099153002409587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=5953099153002409587' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/5953099153002409587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/5953099153002409587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2009/09/friendship-or-crush.html' title='friendship or crush'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-7084297716792875833</id><published>2009-09-11T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T07:30:15.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my summer</title><content type='html'>my summer was  fun because my family went to the pool and resturant n went to the movies  also went to see my uncle with my little cousin  he so cute but any ways i also went hang out with  my friends n went shoopping n  went to vist some people  n did alot of fun things. i remember when i was in the park with little bro n my sis n cousin and we got on this crazy sin thing even if u go slow it still go fast n feel so fast!! i almost fell we were all in the ride holding the pole thing.  and went to the sprinklers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-7084297716792875833?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/7084297716792875833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=7084297716792875833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/7084297716792875833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/7084297716792875833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-summer.html' title='my summer'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-4600793291325111655</id><published>2009-06-05T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T17:10:14.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>are they robots or a human ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px solid" height="132" src="http://tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:fN295MWlIeAkfM:http://evolutions.typepad.com/theroborama/images/robot13.jpg" width="98" /&gt;i did talk to splotchy and i think he is a robot because every time i chat with him he doesn't make sense at all because i ask how old was he and he said he was 42 years old and that his mom was 10 and every time  he  tells me with a wrong sentence like  if he has a question he doesn't but the question mark he puts a period or something like that and other stuff like  i don't under stand because he says these words like a robot like tft or ffh or dxcf and i didnt got to talk to the girl suzzet because it didnt work but i think she is a human!!not a robot.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 20px;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;br /&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/6620350296767959179-4600793291325111655?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-6321163971442817849</id><published>2009-06-01T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T09:02:03.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my cool poster about my shoe that i made</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qUD6rG8qWj8/SiP614NjG8I/AAAAAAAAADA/y19b7Jk1liU/s1600-h/alondra-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qUD6rG8qWj8/SiP614NjG8I/AAAAAAAAADA/y19b7Jk1liU/s320/alondra-poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342389386520763330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-6321163971442817849?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/6321163971442817849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=6321163971442817849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/6321163971442817849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/6321163971442817849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-cool-poster-about-my-shoe-that-i.html' title='my cool poster about my shoe that i made'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qUD6rG8qWj8/SiP614NjG8I/AAAAAAAAADA/y19b7Jk1liU/s72-c/alondra-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-7490982173931051875</id><published>2009-05-08T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T08:38:06.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY SHOE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qUD6rG8qWj8/SgRRw4P5ueI/AAAAAAAAAC4/kEXmIh4R36o/s1600-h/Alondra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qUD6rG8qWj8/SgRRw4P5ueI/AAAAAAAAAC4/kEXmIh4R36o/s320/Alondra.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333477758888163810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-7490982173931051875?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/7490982173931051875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=7490982173931051875' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/7490982173931051875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/7490982173931051875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-shoe.html' title='MY SHOE'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qUD6rG8qWj8/SgRRw4P5ueI/AAAAAAAAAC4/kEXmIh4R36o/s72-c/Alondra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-1682670088165691139</id><published>2009-04-20T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T08:42:23.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shoes/w out them</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it is different walking with out shoes and with shoes it does different movement the some shoes are good and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;comfortable&lt;/span&gt; but some shoes are not even close to comfortable like hills  there so uncomfortable because its has hills that are so high and smooth  but but not as smooth as shoes is only smooth at the top were you put your feet at  but not smooth like feather or some thing like that ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:7yr5II3gcOHqCM:http://www.hypebeast.com/image/2008/12/dc-shoes-life-pack-01.jpg" width="95" height="80" style="float:left;margin:10px 10px 0;border:1px solid" alt="See full size image" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-1682670088165691139?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-5850539430276785151</id><published>2009-03-13T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T08:43:00.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qUD6rG8qWj8/Sbp-vLcgYgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/UH5zMZouLlo/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 127px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qUD6rG8qWj8/Sbp-vLcgYgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/UH5zMZouLlo/s320/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312698059428225538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;by: Alondra sebelen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-5850539430276785151?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qUD6rG8qWj8/Sbp-vLcgYgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/UH5zMZouLlo/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-4182239122931313034</id><published>2009-03-13T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T17:19:11.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>break in- girlfriend story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i picked c   because HE HAS TO TRUST HER THAT SHE IS NOT DOING ANYTHING WRONG TO HIM OR ANYTHING LIKE THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear boyfriend, is not nice to be checking up on me all the time just talk to me about is much better than keep sinking on me so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'M&lt;/span&gt; telling you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'M&lt;/span&gt; BREAKING UP WITH YOU I HOPE WE CAN BE FRIENDS take care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by your ex girlfriend =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-4182239122931313034?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/4182239122931313034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=4182239122931313034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/4182239122931313034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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WONT LET ME  BECAUSE IS SO HARD DEALING WITH THEM AND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;CLEANIG THEM' STUFF I DONT THINK NOT THE ONLY THING THAT IS HARD TO DO IS TAKING THEM A BATH AND CLEANIG THERE POOP AND PEE EWWWWWWWWW NASTY ! BUT I STILL LIKE THEM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-1836950038754068036?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/1836950038754068036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=1836950038754068036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/1836950038754068036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/1836950038754068036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-love-yorkies.html' title='i love yorkie&apos;s'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-2079335315153881016</id><published>2009-02-13T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T09:01:01.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the break-in boyfriends story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     i picked c  because  you always have to tell what's going with her like  you feel some thing is wrong.  i think other people do on online is also chat and check what they have like a new friend or something else but you my point ......... i think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;my privacy online is s&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;ome times&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "&gt; is priva&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;cy and also not so important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/6620350296767959179-2079335315153881016?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/2079335315153881016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=2079335315153881016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/2079335315153881016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/2079335315153881016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2009/02/break-in-boyfriends-story.html' title='the break-in boyfriends story'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-5090346245705744254</id><published>2009-02-10T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T06:09:32.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>text monster-girlfriend story</title><content type='html'>I WOULD PICK C BECAUSE YOU HAVE TO TELL HIM WHAT YOU FEELING OR WHATS GOING ON BECAUSE IF YOU DONT THEN YOU STIILL NOT GOING TO NOW WHAT IS GOING ON WITH HIM AND STUFF  AND WHEN HE SAID  IT GOT  SMASH HIS PHONE DOES N'T MEAN YOU HAVE TO SMASH IT EVEN IF HE LIED BECAUSE  IT WILL BE OVER BETWEEN YOU GUYS AND WILL HAVE GET HIM A NEW ONE MAYBE HE WONT BREAK UP WITH YOU BUT HE WILL BE MAD AT YOU FOR A LONG TIME WELL MAYBE !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-5090346245705744254?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/5090346245705744254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=5090346245705744254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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need some time alone like she needs to stop brothering him all the time and give a break shes like enbrassing  like 247 she always want him to text her and telling him where he was if i were him i will just tell her the truth tell her to stop bugging her all the time  what  like i would tell her you would not like it if i did this to you  !!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-927887297174174967?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/927887297174174967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=927887297174174967' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/927887297174174967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/927887297174174967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2009/02/text-monster.html' title='text monster!!!!!'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-7250213257747602088</id><published>2009-01-30T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T08:48:33.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>she is right boys are same they don't respect woman and people. but i now there is some boys that are nice in world put there hard to find &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 20px; font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Beyonce  thinks boys are horrible to woman treat them  unfair when they treat you nice and dont cheat on you but if she was a boy she nows she will treat the person right she saying that boys dont care how it hurts even if it was so bad pain  and stuff she says they keep on getting more girls and maybe get them in big problems. she says if she was a boy she maybe change boys the way they act because she is a boy and like they would understand by a person that is there self and she would treat woman right to get the others to understand is bad to not care about them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-7250213257747602088?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-1408526131490542355</id><published>2009-01-26T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T19:56:45.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUPER SIZE ME</title><content type='html'>BY THE END OF THE MONTH  HIS  NOT GONNA  LOOK SKINNY HE LOOK SO BIG! HE WILL MESS UP HISELF &lt;img src="http://techbrarian.com/home/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/51t82fs9y8l_ss500_1-150x150.jpg" alt="51t82fs9y8l_ss500_.jpg" /&gt; he will not be able to walk with all that fatness and food in his belly he will never get to time spend is time with his friends or do any thing he likes he just going to be al  big , lazy ,poor feeling and all  sick no body can make it with painful  and all sick feeling is pretty much like sea sick thats so horrble to feel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-1408526131490542355?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/1408526131490542355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=1408526131490542355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/1408526131490542355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/1408526131490542355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2009/01/super-size-me.html' title='SUPER SIZE ME'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-984211205447375925</id><published>2009-01-23T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T05:55:26.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>obama wins/ yes we can</title><content type='html'>FINALLY OBAMA IS THE PRESIDENT I NEW THAT HE WILL WIN  HE IS THE BEST I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BELIEVE&lt;/span&gt; HE COULD CHANGE WORLD AGAIN I THINK HE IS VERY SMART PERSON I REALLY TRUST THIS ONE THEN THE OTHERS PRESIDENT THAT WE HAD SO FAR I NEVER NOW THAT WE  WOULD HAVE A VERY GOOD PRESIDENT BECAUSE ALL OF THE OTHERS WHERE TELLING LIES AND &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;DIDN'T&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;APPRECIATE&lt;/span&gt; OUR COUNTRY BUT ONLY  OBAMA IT BELOW ME AWAY WHEN HE SAID JUDGE SOMEONE OF CHARACTER NOT THE COLOR OF SKIN THAT MADE ME ALMOST CRY IS LIKE MY HEART EXPLODED IN TO PIECES  THOSE WORDS WAS SO AMAZING I LOVE OBAMA I THINK HE SHOULD BE THE PRESIDENT FOREVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-984211205447375925?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/984211205447375925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=984211205447375925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/984211205447375925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/984211205447375925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2009/01/obama.html' title='obama wins/ yes we can'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-5496077073389243209</id><published>2009-01-12T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T16:02:09.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Instruction Manual for Life</title><content type='html'>the story is about a kid that he had a big problem for him he give a wrong book to build this wood thing to help him out. he was being nice to his friend  so over that day he build it but then the boy....... friend came over to his  house then he was talking about the thing he did yesterday  and also had the book and the mother told him it was the wrong book he was so mad he left ......... the next day he was sitting with telling him how sorry he was he said he was just helping him out but he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;guess&lt;/span&gt; out the wrong and give it to him by mistake he was so mad and sad he said i 'm not your friend no more then left crying i think and he felt very bad then he went home and saw the one his mother did and had a great idea he was going to take that one to his house and give it to him and became friends and happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-5496077073389243209?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/5496077073389243209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=5496077073389243209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/5496077073389243209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/5496077073389243209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2009/01/instruction-manual-for-life.html' title='Instruction Manual for Life'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-5690734949382806380</id><published>2009-01-09T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T16:49:09.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why do some kids want other kids to go along with what they doing why is it hard for people to accept others who are  different ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="border: 1px solid ;" src="http://tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:KNkhI8sLyc4KPM:http://www.glasbergen.com/images/cat_cartoon.gif" width="132" height="106" /&gt;i don t under stand why would go with some body that is doing some something that is bad for your life i think it is hard for some one to accept others of who they are that of someone that you don't feel good with or like feel weird ,  don't want to talk to maybe give them a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chance&lt;/span&gt; and maybe you would now  some thing that you haven 't  now about him/her or if you dont  then just dont really talk with him/her...............other kids dont under stand what it means to do some thing that will destory them not just there self the people that love them , care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-5690734949382806380?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/5690734949382806380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=5690734949382806380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/5690734949382806380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/5690734949382806380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-do-some-kids-want-other-kids-to-go.html' title='why do some kids want other kids to go along with what they doing why is it hard for people to accept others who are  different ?'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-1952412978515707041</id><published>2009-01-05T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:42:38.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nasty ........ secrets ..?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://techbrarian.com/home/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/snapz-pro-xscreensnapz001.jpg" alt="snapz-pro-xscreensnapz001.jpg" width="207" height="135" /&gt; the top 5 nasty secrets i learned about the meat daily industry .... is that why would they let such a poor animal suffer to be eaten when they dont  now what is inside of them and if is bad for human because you dont now  really  now were it been you can tell is been many places that people dont liketo be.And that are dirty and wild were they live there lives  which is very different form ours  why would people let other people eat thing you not to eat because is something that is not good for you ............. why would they  do that to a human like  there self they didnt did any thing this sounds that the people that work to this messy job do care what people eat they sound lazy and responsible maybe they are frosted to do or they need to do it to get money for the family if thats really ture then maybe ther should quite and find some were else and tell the truth to the people what they really eating and do something to shut it down for good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-1952412978515707041?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/1952412978515707041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=1952412978515707041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/1952412978515707041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/1952412978515707041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2009/01/nasty-secrets.html' title='nasty ........ secrets ..?????'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-3273170863337425280</id><published>2008-12-19T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T17:37:40.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pets in danger!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="border: 1px solid ;" src="http://tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:uMh2tP0eNTwHXM:http://dianeschuller.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/dsc_0030m.jpg" width="137" height="91" /&gt;dear people,                         people in pet land have been very horrible with thousandths of pets in this world they put them in cages and with no space they take dogs from all over the world and even take them so far from were they had been  born and lived their lives....... they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; even feed the dogs no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;barley&lt;/span&gt; water in their bucket..... thats makes dogs get sick and get very wild and crazy they so terrible that every time shoppers came to buy pets and some didn't gotten brought for a long time they will kill it to death just because  THE SHOPPER DIDNT BUY IT. pets should be treated very nice and always take care of it and finally give them so much love thats the main thing!!!! about dogs like the best ......  why would they do that to a greats pets is just so mean we need to take them to a shelter better for they live in peace not to death and pain and sale the pets to have a home and a family and be happy many of people had help dogs ,save them from danger but they came to late for some pets......... THIS IS SO SAD PLEASE HELP PETS BE SAVE IN THE RIGHT HANDS NOT ON THE WRONG HANDS MAKE  THEM HAPPY TRY YOUR BEST SAVE THEM FROM PET LAND THIS IS A VERY SERIOUS PROBLEM SO TELL SOME ONE TO HELP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-3273170863337425280?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/3273170863337425280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=3273170863337425280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/3273170863337425280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/3273170863337425280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2008/12/pets-in-danger.html' title='pets in danger!!'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-98882959142342859</id><published>2008-12-19T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T21:36:04.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>losing his friend to weed .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-573" title="splif" src="http://techbrarian.com/home/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/splif-300x201.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="201" /&gt; LOSING A FRIEND TO WEED IS A BAD CHOICE  BECAUSE it will not only do alot of bad things to your body  it also kill them and you dont want that it will hurt you if that had happen..........why would some take weed i think because it will make them cool and also they think it solve there problems thats i really think this make me think that you can help your friend out tell him many things why is bad or tell a adult about it they will maybe make them stop.....try your best or you can tell his parnets about and then make him stop and give a eye on him like were he goes and stuff just to see if he is in danger there is alot of people that  take weed and there is alot teenage that do that if you in  thAT PROBLEM THAT YOUR FAMILY MEMBERS OR FRIEND OR PEOPLE MAKE THEM STOP AND MAKE THERE LIFE BETTER AGAIN !!!!!!! SO TRY EVEN YOU DONT NOW DONT MAKE THEM IN PAIN REMEMBER THEY JUST LIKE YOU SO WHY NOT HELP THEM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-98882959142342859?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/98882959142342859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=98882959142342859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/98882959142342859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/98882959142342859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2008/12/losing-his-friend-to-weed.html' title='losing his friend to weed .....'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-2590909493598334213</id><published>2008-12-15T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T16:10:46.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what was the werid game you had play??</title><content type='html'>I DID A LOT BUT DID ONE SO BAD ........ ONE DAY ME AND MY COUSINS AND FRIENDS HAD A IDEA  WE HAD A GOOD GAME TO PLAY WE HAD TO DO  DARES ON EACH OTHER AND ONE OF MY FRIEND SAID THAT I DARE YOU TO HIT THAT OLD LADY  TO MY OLDER COUSIN HE WAS SO SCARED HE DIDNT EVEN WANT TO DO PUT THERE WAS  A RULE THAT YOU COULD NOT GET OUT OF THE GAME AND ALLSO IF YOU DID THEN EAT POOP FOR TWO DAYS HE WAS IN TROUBLE HE WENT OVER THERE AND ALMOST REAHING FOR her back HE PUSHED HER THEN RAN AND ACT LIKE HE WAS NOT THE ONE THAT DID IT THEN  NEXT ROUND I WAS SO SCARED THAT IT WAS GOING TO BE ME BUT GUESS WHAT IT WAS MY SISTER WOW !!!! I WAS SO HIGHPRE THEY TOLD HER TO GO IN TO A HOUSE  THAT YOU DONT NOW AND NOW THOSE PEOPLE TOO.... SHE WAS SCARED TO SHE RANED AND WENT TO THIS LADY HOUSE AND RAN ALL OVER AND SAID HI IM SO SORRY WORRY WAY WE WERE LAUGHING AND EVEN MORE IT WAS THE BEST ONE EVER !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-2590909493598334213?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/2590909493598334213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=2590909493598334213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/2590909493598334213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/2590909493598334213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-was-werid-game-you-had-play.html' title='what was the werid game you had play??'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-839806343687682227</id><published>2008-12-15T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T15:46:57.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what three food items would you combine to make the most disgusting concoction ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.techbrarian.com/images/green_drink.jpg" width="130" height="195" /&gt;THE MOST THRRE ITEMS I WOULD PICK IS 1)A CHOCOLATE AND NUMBER 2 IS SOME BODY PUT CHESSE  ON IT YIKE !! AND THREE A ONIONS AND BEANS ON IT AND ALSO LITTLE BITE CARROTS , HOT!! PEPPER SAUSE AND VINGAUR ON IT WOW IS GOING TO BE EVEN MORE NASTY AND PUT SALT WHEN I WAS JUST A LITTLE GIRL ME AND MY SISTER USED TO LIVE IN DOMINICAN AND MY LITTLE BROTHER WAS NEVER BORN US TWO WAS VERY NICE LOKING BUT WE WAS NOT VERY NICE ONE DAY ME AND MY SISTER WAS MAD AT ARE COUSIN SO WE HAD A PLAN AND BROUGHT ARE OTHER COUSINS TO THE PLAN BECAUSE OF WHAT HE'S ACTING SO WE GOT A CUP WITH SODA ON IT AND THEN MY COSIN PUT SIPT ON IT AND I PUT A BUG ON IT AND MY SISTER PUT A LOTOIN O  IT AND STARTED TO ADD ROTTEN MILK  YIKEEEEEEE!!!! NASTY WE COULD NOT WAIT ON TILL HE FALL FOR IT BECAUSE WE ALL WAYS GIVE HIM JUCIE SO IT FINE so we was finding after we did he like oh is that soda i said yeah then his like well to bad you not geting we were acting like we wanted ithe got it and drink it i was about to blow it was so funny then all the sudden like  oh'' ooo my god what is this then throws it out of his mouth we were like ha ha it was so cool oh my god it so funny then he was mad we started to run !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-839806343687682227?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/839806343687682227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=839806343687682227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/839806343687682227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/839806343687682227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-three-food-items-would-you-combine.html' title='what three food items would you combine to make the most disgusting concoction ever'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-2397806412271986428</id><published>2008-12-12T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:20:05.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what does it mean to be responsible pet owner?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px solid" height="81" src="http://tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:7JFaLyjXk_oMkM:http://www.soft2d.com/graphics_%26_multimedia/screensavers/Dogs_full.JPG" width="135" /&gt;it means to not to hurt it and also dont feed at all , or like give it love , care for it those are things that you cant be responsible for your pet ......... i think means that &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;the most thing you need to give to your pet is love and care show it that you care and really love it thats like the most IMPORTANT THING !! BECAUSE IF YOU DONT THEN BE ALONE AND MAYBE EVEN DIE WITH OUT IT...... THATS WHAT REALLY THINK ABOUT IS LIKE THE MAIN THING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;.......... DOGSSSSSSS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;HAVE BEEN HURT AND HAVENT HAD ANY HOME AND FAMILY TO STACY , LOVE TOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; IS TIME IT SHOULD CHANGE AND MAKE THE PETS HAPPY AND NOW THE WAY YOU SHOULD TREAT A PET IS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;LOVE IT AND TAKE CARE OF IT FEED IT EVERY DAY DONT HIT IT AND PROTECT IT TOO FROM PEOPLE OR OTHER ANIMALS BE WITH IT ALL THE TIME DONT LET LIVE IT BY IT SELF BECAUSE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;MAYBE THEY CAN GET STOLE AND MAYBE HURT AND MAYBE DIE TOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-2397806412271986428?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/2397806412271986428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=2397806412271986428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/2397806412271986428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/2397806412271986428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-does-it-mean-to-be-responsible-pet.html' title='what does it mean to be responsible pet owner?'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-7910816634396160026</id><published>2008-12-08T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:08:48.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the thief in the night</title><content type='html'>&lt;img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-482" title="1026955312_95868e7adc" height="251" alt="" src="http://techbrarian.com/home/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/1026955312_95868e7adc-300x251.jpg" width="300" /&gt;i think what happens that when you die the soul will go to a new born and may you  forever rest in peace and it talks about how its scaryand talks about when you die things will happen and hows is  maybe bad or good , you change more and more souls to people everytime they die this song is very werid and scary wow!! i never heard a song about talking about ghost and when you die and what happens it tells all lot of detailS I LIKE THIS SONG BECAUSE OF THE REASON IT GIVE YOU INFOMATION ABOUT WHEN YOU DIE , WHAT HAPPENS AND SCAREDS  ALL LOT OF MY FRIENDS IT ALL SO FUNNY BECAUSE OF THE BEAT AND SAYS ALL LOT OF SCARY THINGS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-7910816634396160026?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/7910816634396160026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=7910816634396160026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/7910816634396160026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/7910816634396160026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2008/12/thief-in-night.html' title='the thief in the night'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-2535166635628253324</id><published>2008-12-05T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T15:56:22.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is animal cruelty and how can we prevent it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px solid" height="90" src="http://tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:8jItIU6PVUnF1M:http://www.freefoto.com/images/01/07/01_07_1---Pair-of-Dogs_web.jpg" width="135" /&gt;dogs.  many people in this world have been abusing  animals and have all so eaten dogs like people in china and in pa too it is horrible they need to stop cruelty them  they dont now it feels like.... if they were dogs and t &lt;div&gt;hey were abused and did not eaten food did have a good home they will now . and more many dogs get sick because they dont get air or get food and be all dirty and have a horrible home to live or just  treat them a bad way for them that they do like and dont care or love thats how the dogs get sick may of the dogs dont like dogs too they fight and maybe eat they own self to beat that other person i think that animal cruetly means that people that abuse  dogs and treat them so bad that can get sick and all so die i think........ and dont give what they actully need to servive and be cared and people just feel  like to hit the dog for  no reason abusing is like when  you dont feed that dog or abuse it ,dont take it the vet to get better and dont even give no madraicen...... and we can prevent it by telling the people  to learn your mistakes  that you did and start all over and make way better and now help them tell to search for any abuse that still out  there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-2535166635628253324?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/2535166635628253324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=2535166635628253324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/2535166635628253324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/2535166635628253324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-is-animal-cruelty-and-how-can-we.html' title='what is animal cruelty and how can we prevent it?'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-1536978227700544655</id><published>2008-12-05T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T16:16:24.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>poems!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>poems                                                                                                                                                                                                    &lt;br /&gt;every time i wake up i see your shining stems grow bigger and bigger!! i wait ,wait in till you grow&lt;br /&gt;bigger and more beautiful with that yellow and orange color &lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: 1px solid; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 10px 10px 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px solid" height="80" alt="See full size image" src="http://tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:axuO9VsiGsWlCM:http://www.missouriplants.com/Yellowopp/Helianthus_divaricatus_flowers.jpg" width="80" /&gt;all over you you make me wake up everyday so early to see you hang you make me feel special  everday i see shining every season untill  you said good  bye my heart broke everday i have flash back when that happened i layed my last tear and... wait intill you come back to me in my heart. i never forget you intill i fly to heaven!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-1536978227700544655?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/1536978227700544655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=1536978227700544655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/1536978227700544655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/1536978227700544655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2008/12/poems.html' title='poems!!!!!!'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-165404623184813722</id><published>2008-12-01T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T15:36:18.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the meatrix the dark side of farming</title><content type='html'>is like pill that can hurt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;animal's&lt;/span&gt; and people it will so many things to you like if you had taken that your strong parts of your body will get not strong it will make it worst then the one that you did had it will give very horrible problems it will not even help you any more it maybe can kill you with sickness they do all lot of things like.........1)animal cruelty 2) antibiotic resistant germs and the animals done even move or breath at all and they will give this pill that will make them alive &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;some will get sick and die get a disease and other horrible things this makes me think that why would they do that to animals and maybe people why would want to hurt people and animals they just wrong they had never did any thing to get this terrible thing thAT CAN CAUSE MANY THINGS!!!! FACTORY FARMS TREAT ANIMALS VERY BAD AND HURT FUL THEY SHOULD STOP WHAT THEY DOING AND HELP THE ANIMALS BE SAFE AND HEAHLY AND HAPPY JUST LIKE US.............. I THINK THAT MAYBE &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;now to be caRE FUL NEXT TIME THIS LIKE A WARING TO YOU TO NOT TAKE IT AND DONT TURST PROPLE LIKE THAT. THIS STORY ALLSO REMINDS ME OF SOME LIKE ANNE SMITH HOW HER SON HAD DIE AND SHE WAS SO UPSET . AND THEN SHE WENT TO BED AND SHE TAKE A PILL THEN A HOUR LATER SHE DIE THAT STORY IS NOT REALLY LIKE THIS ONE BUT THAT STORY IS WERID AT THE SAME TIME BECAUSE AFTER HER SON HAD DIE SHE DIE BUT WAS NOT REALLY THE PILLS THAT KILL HER  I THINK BECAUSE SHE TAKED DRUGS AND SMOKED AND DRINK ALLSO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-165404623184813722?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/165404623184813722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=165404623184813722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/165404623184813722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/165404623184813722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2008/12/meatrix-dark-side-of-farming.html' title='the meatrix the dark side of farming'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-8149906843361691830</id><published>2008-11-24T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T15:25:31.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>who would you stand next to in a photo......??????</title><content type='html'>i would choose&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24;"&gt; all lot but i will pick Christina &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;aguilera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because i love just singing and listening to her song she makes all lot of interesting songs i don't now why i like for some reason maybe because i some times feel good and feel just like her and some times feel like i now her and stuff is cool if i had meet her!!!! i would be so happy and wild she like a role model s to me like i want to follow her foot steps like be in her shoes and act like her which i do well not all lot ........ and she one of those people that under stand what you going throw your life and will give some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;examples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; what to do and stuff. she like a sister to you or like a brother to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-8149906843361691830?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/8149906843361691830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=8149906843361691830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/8149906843361691830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/8149906843361691830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2008/11/who-would-you-stand-next-to-in-photo.html' title='who would you stand next to in a photo......??????'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-45273279077366743</id><published>2008-11-17T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T17:43:18.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>where does this music TAKE  you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51XaV-8OPyL._AA240_.jpg" width="240" height="240" /&gt;this music  takes me to a other language  and a other world or place. this makes me feel very different form who i am  i feel like i m a different person  it also  feels a little weird some  times too. very interesting too. how the person is singing and with a different sound that i never got hear before.  this song reminds me that you can do many things you want and also that even if i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; really now what it said i still think allot of things about it. it makes me think allot of things too i loved how it makes very weird sounds to the beat and song is  very funny! im wonder if this song is about his life  that something  HAPPEN AND HE MADE A SONG ABOUT IT MAYBE. OR SOME THING GOOD HAPPEN IN HIS LIFE. THIS MAKES  THINK ALLOT OF THINGS ABOUT THIS SONG. BUT IS COOL TOO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-45273279077366743?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/45273279077366743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=45273279077366743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/45273279077366743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/45273279077366743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2008/11/where-does-this-music-that-you.html' title='where does this music TAKE  you?'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-6753590326712639766</id><published>2008-11-14T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T17:46:31.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 REASONS WHY SOME ONE WILL STEAL YOUR LAPTOP AT YOUR SCHOOL !</title><content type='html'>stolen laptop 3 reasons why someone would steal a computer form our school AT P.S.188 THE ISLAND SCHOOL 1) because there is alot of people that could steal it is big school it could be any one plus is a public school too. 2) because sometimes you cant trust some people to hold it and like watch it for you maybe some one that is like a family member or like a very close friend or friends 3)and also there people that dont really gt alot of things they want and people that also that are very mean that they just want to steal it . this wrong because u should never should give a laptop to a person you should think before you do it. and should trust them because is a lap top who would not take it like alot of money  and you can do many things with it too.&lt;img alt="" src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/User/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/imgres_files/imgres_data/images.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/User/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/imgres_files/imgres_data/images.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/User/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/imgres_files/imgres_data/images.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-6753590326712639766?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-3792119706317364555</id><published>2008-11-14T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T15:38:58.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="border: 1px solid ;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:BpupWBmSQ9j0iM:http://www.theage.com.au/ffximage/2008/04/03/wOBAMA_wideweb__470x347,0.jpg" width="129" height="95" /&gt;this mean that obama is the first african american president  ever! i think his going to be a very good president i think he would  make are country better than last time he will fix all the problems that we have and make are life  wonderful.i hope that he will help every kid, adults with problems they have like there parents  are not treating them right and get abused and stuff. he will help people with there feelings  and problems at school ,learning helping them with some thing they want do but cant help them follow there dreams and hopes tell how life going to be and other stuff with there future i could tell he is so amazing person. form last time they voting for president i new he will because i could tell he will be great president for us if he had be the president then everything will be very horrible ! it will be un fair because  he is a great person and president people are crazy for not picking him may be they think he is something esles  but he is something allright he is a leader a model for kids and parnets too i wish the others that didnt pick him will under stand now how good he is.this is why i pick him as a president .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-3792119706317364555?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-8805182926345313799</id><published>2008-11-13T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T17:51:21.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHILD FRAMER 2#</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.curtisinasia.com/pics/Chinesechildrensoldlikecabbagesintoslave_13EB4/china.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;this make&lt;img class="gl_video" alt="Add Video" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;s me think that people need to help families. they need start being helpful and understand what is going thew there life's this makes me think allot of things sadness and leader and braveness this should never ever let this happen to people,family.this is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;horrible thing&lt;/span&gt; to happen just for a little girl and boy. they work at night,day,morning.evening,afternoon.they only get payed only 2 Penney's or 3 for two or three hours and also they can get payed two dollars or three for only 5 or 6 or more hours just to get it wow! this is a very terrible thing `they are very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hateful&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;families&lt;/span&gt; poorness and problems they are treating it like slaves &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; a bad thing people or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;president's&lt;/span&gt; need to something about it. will change there whole life's it will make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ever thing&lt;/span&gt; better and even make me feel so happy and wont be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;worried&lt;/span&gt; any more. then poeple wont be worried any more.&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; i wish every thing will be just like that and never change again!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-8805182926345313799?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/8805182926345313799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6620350296767959179&amp;postID=8805182926345313799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/8805182926345313799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620350296767959179/posts/default/8805182926345313799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/2008/11/child-framer-2.html' title='CHILD FRAMER 2#'/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-3187172562410974085</id><published>2008-10-31T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T15:28:51.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what would you do if you wanted to loose .................. sight,hearing,touching,           &lt;img style="border: 1px solid ;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:nDYS1_a0-vyDqM:http://www.sculpturegallery.com/austin3/thinker_lg1.jpg" width="119" height="121" /&gt; smell,taste would you loose!!                 i would loose maybe smelling because there many of things that smell very bad.  1) nasty food that dont  like                                                                                                                               2) and people breath or feet                                                                                                                            3)and the worst thing is the garbage that  so'' nasty!!!   for me i think i would choose that  then the  others.  is better for me i dont now who would not  pick it   i think that the worst thing ever ! i smell that everyday is so nasty and gross! well some times but alot for me . i think that a better choose to pick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-3187172562410974085?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-481629176822753725</id><published>2008-10-10T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T15:42:19.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my life as a child farmer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="" src="http://www.globalenvision.org/files/trashpickers.jpg" /&gt;my name is anne and  i work in the age of 10 its very hard we get payed a penny each day and 2 dollors we are very poor family we dont eat alot or drink its very pain ful to work at night and when is so hot and cold we dont have alot of cloths for the seasons i live in a small house i have a sister that is 8years old and a brother of age 4 and mom ,dad .my life is so horrible  my mom cant work because she has to take care of my little brother it just me and my sister and dad that works day by day.my work is so diffrent form other peoples that work we pick up fruits and metals and also other suff to eat like rice , carrot , potatoes, and more too we work about 2 hours or more my hands are very mess up the are pling and all sreaght and with bumps too but cant get fix because we dont have alot of money and it takes about a mile to go to the doctor MY LIFE LIFE IS HARD SOME TIMES I FEEL LIKE IM A ADULT BUT THEN I FEEL LIKE IS MY JOB TO DO IT.  we also pick up food for people to eat because every body   is like our family and because is are job to. we also pick up garbage to use some of them for things at home and for getting it out  , for more money to get for my family . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-481629176822753725?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/481629176822753725/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-6831617702555940511</id><published>2008-10-03T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T15:36:10.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://lahana.edublogs.org/files/2007/10/sunset.jpg" alt="" width="503" height="388" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the sun going down peacefully as the men don't want  the sun to go down he's trying , trying to get the sun down  but it just never stops! it's almost night. it's time to go back home. the men sad he drop his last tear and went to bed for the next day that the sun will come and shine again , again! he said he never going to give up on what he wants he gald that the sun comes back every day now the men going to sleep his going to have his dream about the sun and him finally catching  he think it was real ontill he open his eyes .&lt;br 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title=''/><author><name>asebelen188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07421213411729086321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620350296767959179.post-8404333805061934804</id><published>2008-09-22T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T09:09:19.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 things about me</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="position:relative; top:-377px; margin-bottom:-377px; display:block;" src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/spaceball.gif" alt="" width="500" height="375" /&gt;&lt;img style="position:relative; top:-475px; margin-bottom:-475px; display:block;" src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/spaceball.gif" alt="" width="500" height="473" /&gt;&lt;img style="position:relative; top:-475px; margin-bottom:-475px; display:block;" src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/spaceball.gif" alt="" width="500" height="473" /&gt;&lt;img style="position:relative; top:-475px; margin-bottom:-475px; display:block;" src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/spaceball.gif" alt="" width="500" height="473" /&gt;&lt;img style="position:relative; top:-475px; margin-bottom:-475px; display:block;" src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/spaceball.gif" alt="" width="500" height="473" /&gt;&lt;img style="position:relative; top:-475px; margin-bottom:-475px; display:block;" src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/spaceball.gif" alt="" width="500" height="473" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2102/2196586320_c60706f181_m.jpg" width="240" height="227" alt="... and they call it puppy love ... by nebraskama" class="pc_img" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey this is my first blog post ever  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so wanted you guys to know  about me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.i love my dog that i lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. i like shopping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.i love visting my family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. i love ice cream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.i like vollyball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.i love hanging out with my friends, family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 7.i like riding  bikes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.i love people that are funny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620350296767959179-8404333805061934804?l=asebelen188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asebelen188.blogspot.com/feeds/8404333805061934804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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