<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091304956379787593</id><updated>2024-09-09T16:39:26.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wonderful World of Ari</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Colene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489205055648710918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVAKawEcpQGpHkSSBGYOBB_n1nr2aASpsJMBa1k_gXkXwIuSjbZ1onRN4AmGvMZRlSJ7mR8Vg0W1AllnHJwVhw0J5LLyJuoBg2sGb4k2TLo_FCnnxlk0pdCtcyVOHvU5w/s220/268869_2092469864502_1027949992_2370057_2011812_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091304956379787593.post-7335577006171651510</id><published>2010-06-30T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T21:09:55.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I did today. 6/30/2010</title><content type='html'>I woke up, and my mom said it was about 5 minutes until dad got there. I ran into the bathroom. I put on my best pair of jeans ( they look great on me ), and a Tinkerbell shirt. When I went into the kitchen to get a glass of water to brush my teeth; my mom said my dad was here. I said I was still going to brush my teeth, my mom said to be quick. I ran in the bathroom and brushed as fast as I could. I ran over to the door to go outside, but  ( oops ) I wasn&#39;t wearing shoes! So I ran in the back room. I went over to a basket where we keep our shoes, and I put on my dark pink sandals. I went outside, and ran into the car. I was kinda surprised. Nick wasn&#39;t sitting in the middle; he was sitting in the back next to my little brother Gavin. Once we dropped my dad off at work, my mom said that we weren&#39;t gonna get bread today, and we would eat at Mcdonald&#39;s for breakfast. Being the picky eater Gavin is of course he said &quot;I don&#39;t like Mcdonald&#39;s!&quot;. What person hates EVERYTHING at Mcdonald&#39;s? Anyway then we went to Jack in the Box. The second we pull into the driveway ( OR MILLISECOND ) Gavin says &quot;I don&#39;t like Jack in the Box.&quot; That kid is such a jerk. But afterwards we still ate at Jack in the Box. We went to Walmart, and my mom went in with Gavin and Justin. When they came back we went to the theater. Today they had Monsters vs. Aliens. If you don&#39;t see a movie in the year it was made, just see it in the summer. Anita and her kids weren&#39;t there this time. We went home after. Mom says she didn&#39;t want to go to the library because she was too tired. So we all went home. I played Toontown online on the computer. Gavin played Fancy Pants Man 2. :)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/feeds/7335577006171651510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-i-did-today-6302010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/7335577006171651510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/7335577006171651510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-i-did-today-6302010.html' title='What I did today. 6/30/2010'/><author><name>Ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969735348263286565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091304956379787593.post-8693701484176338376</id><published>2010-06-29T22:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T22:24:52.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I did today...</title><content type='html'>Today I woke up at my dad&#39;s house. When he said get up and get dressed, in my dream this fat police man was yelling &quot;KILL THE REST!&quot;, and in the dream I was in a dungeon and that sure wasn&#39;t a good sign. I woke up, and I ran in the bathroom to get dressed. The first time I put my pants on, I put them on inside out. No wonder I could buckle the zipper. I put it in on the right side, and when I got to the door waiting for dad, he said we might he late because someone took twenty minutes in the bathroom. I ran to the van and got the second row seat ( I always sit there only sometimes Gavin does ). So when we got to mom&#39;s house mom got in the car, and we went to dad&#39;s work. We went to a bread place, and got some bread. And every tuesday and wensdays you get to watch a free movie at the theaters, so we went there. Today Curious George was free at the theater. So me my mom and my three brothers went. My mom&#39;s friend Anita came, too. I am friends with her son Dexter. After the movie Nick noticed that Maggie ( one of anita&#39;s children ) had forgotten her jacket. So after we gave them the jacket we went home. I watched Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief. I didn&#39;t like that movie at ALL!  I mean I have read the books, but that was NOTHING and I mean NOTHING like the book! The guy who plays Percy looks 15 and he is suppose to be 12! And in the book Hades doesn&#39;t even want the bolt! He doesn&#39;t want war. And when Luke stole the bolt, it left out entirely why he did it with why Cronos sent him. It doesn&#39;t doesn&#39;t even mention him. And Ares is suppose to apart of the plot, too. Nothing like the book.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/feeds/8693701484176338376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-i-did-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/8693701484176338376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/8693701484176338376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-i-did-today.html' title='What I did today...'/><author><name>Ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969735348263286565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091304956379787593.post-6820902879203654386</id><published>2010-06-20T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T19:41:56.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Ari made at Painted Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOntF3AmNp83hkLRx3dUeMYqOK-PY0NXu4eqwIfvIzMy6-dcgUWAMu140Wa0_Ol6hxngFn4QDiuOpgyckjaSNVv4Jpzrntnz-thOgctJ4h0ou1LXi_cKJiQnGQy9OzHoV4k_uwvno4_jCf/s1600/aricup.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOntF3AmNp83hkLRx3dUeMYqOK-PY0NXu4eqwIfvIzMy6-dcgUWAMu140Wa0_Ol6hxngFn4QDiuOpgyckjaSNVv4Jpzrntnz-thOgctJ4h0ou1LXi_cKJiQnGQy9OzHoV4k_uwvno4_jCf/s320/aricup.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/feeds/6820902879203654386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-ari-made-at-painted-earth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/6820902879203654386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/6820902879203654386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-ari-made-at-painted-earth.html' title='What Ari made at Painted Earth'/><author><name>Colene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489205055648710918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVAKawEcpQGpHkSSBGYOBB_n1nr2aASpsJMBa1k_gXkXwIuSjbZ1onRN4AmGvMZRlSJ7mR8Vg0W1AllnHJwVhw0J5LLyJuoBg2sGb4k2TLo_FCnnxlk0pdCtcyVOHvU5w/s220/268869_2092469864502_1027949992_2370057_2011812_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOntF3AmNp83hkLRx3dUeMYqOK-PY0NXu4eqwIfvIzMy6-dcgUWAMu140Wa0_Ol6hxngFn4QDiuOpgyckjaSNVv4Jpzrntnz-thOgctJ4h0ou1LXi_cKJiQnGQy9OzHoV4k_uwvno4_jCf/s72-c/aricup.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091304956379787593.post-4879707486584697713</id><published>2010-06-20T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T17:21:14.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What did you do today?</title><content type='html'>Well, I woke up this morning and read. Then I heard my mom was going to the store with my grandma, so I asked to come with them. I brushed my hair, and ran out the door and into grandma&#39;s car. When we got there we saw a blood drive. I thought “I am not ever going to give blood, I seriously don&#39;t like needles!” Me my mom and grandma talked about blood types. Apparently mine is O positive, and that blood type can be given to anyone. I wasn&#39;t happy about that. When we went inside Stater Brothers, my mom said she might get me and my siblings donuts. The Pop em&#39;s were really a little over priced. So my mom got some powdered donuts. When we got home Justin and Gavin ran to the box. Later on in the day I was sitting down and Gavin told my little brother Justin to take my phone while he fought me. Then Justin threw my phone, and I punched Gavin. He cried and he said  that his nose was bleeding.  &lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/feeds/4879707486584697713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-did-you-do-today_20.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/4879707486584697713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/4879707486584697713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-did-you-do-today_20.html' title='What did you do today?'/><author><name>Ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969735348263286565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091304956379787593.post-2137365102284107812</id><published>2010-06-09T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T17:18:59.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What did you do today?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 13px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Today? Well, today I woke up on a couch. My mom told me to get up and get dressed, but I was gonna wear a brand new outfit my grandma got me ( of three ). But I left it in my dad&#39;s car, and he had taken my brothers last night. So I brushed my teeth, and ate a little breakfast. When Dad got here I ran inside the car and grabbed the bag. I showed 2 of the outfits to my mom and she couldn&#39;t believe the one I wore yesterday because apparently the other 2 were way cuter. I chose the one with tights. I decided to wear the other one tomorrow. I was excited to go to school because we were not going to do any work that day, we were just going to play&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-converted-space&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;yshortcuts&quot; id=&quot;lw_1276128733_0&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; cursor: pointer; background-color: transparent; border-bottom-style: none;&quot;&gt;board games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-converted-space&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and watch movies. I forgot to mention, we were gonna have a movie party. Afterwards, when I was playing monopoly my teacher said my mom was here to take me, and she was in the office. My mom was gonna take me to lunch with her, we were going to Chilli&#39;s. Me and my mom played a game like tic tac toe, but harder. After Chilli&#39;s, we went to Baskin Robbins, and my mom got me a Reese&#39;s ice cream. When we got back to my&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-converted-space&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;yshortcuts&quot; id=&quot;lw_1276128733_1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); cursor: pointer; background-color: transparent;&quot;&gt;school lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-converted-space&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was still going on. But after a few minutes lunch ended and we went back to class. That&#39;s when our movie party started. We watched&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-converted-space&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;yshortcuts&quot; id=&quot;lw_1276128733_2&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); cursor: pointer; background-color: transparent;&quot;&gt;Alvin and the Chipmunks The Squeakuel&lt;/span&gt;. After that, it was time to go home, and we picked up my dad and now I am at his house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/feeds/2137365102284107812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-did-you-do-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/2137365102284107812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/2137365102284107812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-did-you-do-today.html' title='What did you do today?'/><author><name>Ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969735348263286565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091304956379787593.post-7069084759637959798</id><published>2010-06-09T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T16:56:05.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The day I was born...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I will tell you what I can remember of what my mom said. I think she was buying some clippers for my hair  for when I was born ( there was a problem with that because I did not  get hair for a while ). I think her water broke, but I can&#39;t remember how she got to the hospital. When she was&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-converted-space&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;yshortcuts&quot; id=&quot;lw_1276127581_0&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); cursor: pointer; background-color: transparent;&quot;&gt;giving birth&lt;/span&gt;, I think I was facing the wrong way. So the doctor had to use a vacuum kind of thing. I think the doctor had to take a nap, too. And my mom can&#39;t remember which of her children&#39;s births had a doctor that just had to go take his son to a&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-converted-space&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;yshortcuts&quot; id=&quot;lw_1276127581_1&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); cursor: pointer; background-color: transparent;&quot;&gt;barber shop&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/feeds/7069084759637959798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-i-was-born.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/7069084759637959798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/7069084759637959798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-i-was-born.html' title='The day I was born...'/><author><name>Ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969735348263286565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091304956379787593.post-1098268036841239275</id><published>2010-06-05T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T09:51:48.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is the best thing about being the only girl?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-converted-space&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;yshortcuts&quot; id=&quot;lw_1275756611_0&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;best thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-converted-space&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is asking my parents,&quot;Am I your favorite daughter?&quot;. And being the only girl, the answer is always yes. That&#39;s mainly the best thing. And I can make jokes too. I always say,&quot; Am I your favorite daughter?&quot; they say yes, and I say &quot;So you love me more then Tina?&quot;( we use to call my brother Gavin that). But they never laugh. Anyway, one of the best things being the only girl is, I don&#39;t fight over make up. I am not into make up that much, but it would still be weird if I fought over it with my brothers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/feeds/1098268036841239275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-is-best-thing-about-being-only.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/1098268036841239275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/1098268036841239275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-is-best-thing-about-being-only.html' title='What is the best thing about being the only girl?'/><author><name>Ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969735348263286565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091304956379787593.post-8170134917434782839</id><published>2010-06-04T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T12:15:18.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What book are you reading?</title><content type='html'>I am reading The Hobbit. I like it because it&#39;s about magical creatures and it&#39;s fantasy. The reason I am reading it is because someone commented on one of my other blog posts and suggested it. And I like the book because it&#39;s about a 50 year old hobbit who lives a quiet life learns to love adventure! And he goes through a rough journey, seeing trolls who want to eat him, goblins who want to kill him, and a crazy very old hobbit!&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to me to read another book, comment below.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/feeds/8170134917434782839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-book-are-you-reading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/8170134917434782839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/8170134917434782839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-book-are-you-reading.html' title='What book are you reading?'/><author><name>Ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969735348263286565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091304956379787593.post-1888050149271735402</id><published>2010-05-31T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T22:00:01.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Memorial Day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Well, today I finally figured that question out. Today I went with my Grandma and her friend to put flowers and graves. I found out what Memorial day is all about. It&#39;s the day you respect those who died in wars to protect our country. Like,&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-converted-space&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;yshortcuts&quot; id=&quot;lw_1275368265_0&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;World war 1&lt;/span&gt;, World War  World 2,&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-converted-space&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;yshortcuts&quot; id=&quot;lw_1275368265_1&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); cursor: pointer; background-color: transparent;&quot;&gt;Vietnam&lt;/span&gt;, and others. When we visited the graves, we visited Ruth&#39;s husband ( a friend of a grandma also ), my grandma&#39;s friends husband, and Pat&#39;s ( another friend of my grandmother ) sister&#39;s husband ( noticing a trend here? ). I think only one of them actually fought in a war. I think he was a marine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/feeds/1888050149271735402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-is-memorial-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/1888050149271735402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/1888050149271735402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-is-memorial-day.html' title='What is Memorial Day?'/><author><name>Ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969735348263286565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091304956379787593.post-6575880320942460533</id><published>2010-05-30T20:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T20:30:20.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you were President what would you change?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The environment! Because I would make a law you could not litter. I would make speeches about telling people to be green. Spend less time in the shower, do not leave the water running, like when your&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-converted-space&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;yshortcuts&quot; id=&quot;lw_1275275399_0&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;brushing your teeth&lt;/span&gt;. I would tell people not to litter in one of those speeches then I would make a law over it if people did not listen to my speech. And by then maybe  just maybe I would be the first girl President. I would try to be the best President I could be. I would try to get inventors to make something else that cars could run on instead of gas.&lt;img src=&quot;http://o.aolcdn.com/cdn.webmail.aol.com/resources/core/images/smile.png&quot; alt=&quot;:-)&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border-width: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none;&quot; height=&quot;25&quot; width=&quot;25&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/feeds/6575880320942460533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-you-were-president-what-would-you_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/6575880320942460533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/6575880320942460533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-you-were-president-what-would-you_30.html' title='If you were President what would you change?'/><author><name>Ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969735348263286565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091304956379787593.post-2964776687962194618</id><published>2010-05-28T18:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T18:23:42.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What are your favorite foods and why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-indent:.5in&quot;&gt;Well, Pancakes for starters (I am eating some right now). Burritos, bagels (cream cheese), pizza, chicken sandwiches, hamburgers, muffins, cupcakes, and &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;cake. Now why, I like pancakes because I am eating them right now and they’re yummy. I like burritos because when I go to Del taco I order the red burrito, delicious. Bagels never plain always with cream cheese! Pizza because, well, what kid doesn’t love pizza? Chicken sandwiches because when I go to Sonic I order the chicken sandwich and they’re good too. Hamburgers only meat and ketchup, really &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;good. Muffins are good because they’re like cupcakes. Cupcakes are yummy, on my birthday last year I had pig cupcakes!&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Cake is always delicious mostly chocolate.&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/feeds/2964776687962194618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-are-your-favorite-foods-and-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/2964776687962194618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/2964776687962194618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-are-your-favorite-foods-and-why.html' title='What are your favorite foods and why?'/><author><name>Ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969735348263286565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091304956379787593.post-2937144001106349122</id><published>2010-05-27T17:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T17:26:34.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you want to do for your birthday?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Well, I want to have streamers and balloons! I want to go to Disneyland or Legoland, John’s Incredible Pizza, Chuck E. Cheese, the park, or somebody else’s house. The best three out of the places are Disneyland Legoland and John’s Incredible Pizza. I want the best birthday ever!&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I might want a piñata, but that matters where we are, because I am sure you can’t do that at Disneyland or Legoland Chuck E. Cheese or John’s Incredible pizza. Maybe at the park or somebody else’s house. &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I want chocolate cake, too. &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I am turning 10 this year! &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;&quot;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/feeds/2937144001106349122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-do-you-want-to-do-for-your.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/2937144001106349122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/2937144001106349122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-do-you-want-to-do-for-your.html' title='What do you want to do for your birthday?'/><author><name>Colene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489205055648710918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVAKawEcpQGpHkSSBGYOBB_n1nr2aASpsJMBa1k_gXkXwIuSjbZ1onRN4AmGvMZRlSJ7mR8Vg0W1AllnHJwVhw0J5LLyJuoBg2sGb4k2TLo_FCnnxlk0pdCtcyVOHvU5w/s220/268869_2092469864502_1027949992_2370057_2011812_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091304956379787593.post-8939466775339772510</id><published>2010-05-23T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T08:56:22.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Living or Dead: Who I would like to meet...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;I would meet mostly people who were already DEAD. I might meet a few of my ancestors. And maybe even Adam or Eve!&amp;nbsp; But I only have five to choose from. Hmm…Well I would meet my ancestor in Scotland, Albert Einstein, I would meet Queen Elizabeth, Queen Victoria, ooh and Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;! &amp;nbsp;My ancestor in Scotland (he’s dead btw) because I want to know more the details of that story. Albert Einstein because I want to know how numbers can equal pie? And Queen Elizabeth, well I don’t want to talk to her really, I just want to see what she looks like, Queen Victoria too. &amp;nbsp;And Jesus um well HE’S JESUS and I have questions.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;MsoBookTitle&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/feeds/8939466775339772510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/05/living-or-dead-who-i-would-like-to-meet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/8939466775339772510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/8939466775339772510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/05/living-or-dead-who-i-would-like-to-meet.html' title='Living or Dead: Who I would like to meet...'/><author><name>Colene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489205055648710918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVAKawEcpQGpHkSSBGYOBB_n1nr2aASpsJMBa1k_gXkXwIuSjbZ1onRN4AmGvMZRlSJ7mR8Vg0W1AllnHJwVhw0J5LLyJuoBg2sGb4k2TLo_FCnnxlk0pdCtcyVOHvU5w/s220/268869_2092469864502_1027949992_2370057_2011812_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091304956379787593.post-5253613920190262376</id><published>2010-05-21T10:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T10:12:49.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you had three wishes what would you wish for?</title><content type='html'>To fly, have gills, and maybe talk to animals. The gills because when the ice caps melt, I can still live.The wings too.And if I could talk to animals, I could talk to my dogs! I mean how cool would that be? I could win dog shows! :D</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/feeds/5253613920190262376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-you-had-three-wishes-what-would-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/5253613920190262376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/5253613920190262376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-you-had-three-wishes-what-would-you.html' title='If you had three wishes what would you wish for?'/><author><name>Colene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489205055648710918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVAKawEcpQGpHkSSBGYOBB_n1nr2aASpsJMBa1k_gXkXwIuSjbZ1onRN4AmGvMZRlSJ7mR8Vg0W1AllnHJwVhw0J5LLyJuoBg2sGb4k2TLo_FCnnxlk0pdCtcyVOHvU5w/s220/268869_2092469864502_1027949992_2370057_2011812_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091304956379787593.post-2170989818075374683</id><published>2010-05-20T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T19:56:42.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What&#39;s your favorite book?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 13px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My favorite books are, Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Harry Potter, and The Green Mile. The Green Mile is about a guy who was in jail for killing two little girls, and about a electric chair, I think. Harry Potter you probably heard of it. A boy who discovers he&#39;s a wizard and then he grows and learns spells and defeats Voldemort? And Percy Jackson and the Olympians, movie just came out, but he&#39;s more skilled in the movie. I think my favorites out of these three are Harry Potter and Percy Jackson and the Olympians. I love a fantasy where everything is unreal and could never happen. First time I read Harry Potter, I was fascinated. I wanted to be a wizard for months, then I read Percy Jackson and the Olympians. Then I wanted to be a demigod, fighting my way through the world to survive. Living on camp half-blood. And my parentage, one of the gods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/feeds/2170989818075374683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/05/whats-your-favorite-book.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/2170989818075374683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/2170989818075374683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/05/whats-your-favorite-book.html' title='What&#39;s your favorite book?'/><author><name>Colene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489205055648710918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVAKawEcpQGpHkSSBGYOBB_n1nr2aASpsJMBa1k_gXkXwIuSjbZ1onRN4AmGvMZRlSJ7mR8Vg0W1AllnHJwVhw0J5LLyJuoBg2sGb4k2TLo_FCnnxlk0pdCtcyVOHvU5w/s220/268869_2092469864502_1027949992_2370057_2011812_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091304956379787593.post-7577737797544236903</id><published>2010-05-19T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T17:56:07.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What would you do with a million dollars?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;If I had a million dollars? Well I would buy a big house, and then I would buy a company or business.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Maybe a gas company (but that’s not good for Mother Earth now is it?) and maybe even a restaurant or two. Or even a church (for God lol). Sooner or later I will make more money and then I might even get a billion dollars some day and maybe more than that. &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Then I will have children, and they will grow and I will grow old. They will have children of their own and I will give my money to the oldest and then I will die &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;&quot;&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Then I will go to heaven and the entire money business is over.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/feeds/7577737797544236903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-would-you-do-with-million-dollars.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/7577737797544236903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/7577737797544236903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-would-you-do-with-million-dollars.html' title='What would you do with a million dollars?'/><author><name>Colene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489205055648710918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVAKawEcpQGpHkSSBGYOBB_n1nr2aASpsJMBa1k_gXkXwIuSjbZ1onRN4AmGvMZRlSJ7mR8Vg0W1AllnHJwVhw0J5LLyJuoBg2sGb4k2TLo_FCnnxlk0pdCtcyVOHvU5w/s220/268869_2092469864502_1027949992_2370057_2011812_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091304956379787593.post-8838618124767491935</id><published>2010-05-18T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T16:35:13.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is your role model and why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id=&quot;_x0000_t96&quot; coordsize=&quot;21600,21600&quot;
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 fillcolor=&quot;#fde9d9 [665]&quot;/&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;height: 28px; margin-left: 230px; margin-top: 117px; mso-ignore: vglayout; position: absolute; width: 25px; z-index: 251658240;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;28&quot; src=&quot;file:///C:\Users\Colene\AppData\Local\Temp\msohtmlclip1\01\clip_image001.gif&quot; v:shapes=&quot;_x0000_s1026&quot; width=&quot;25&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;I&amp;nbsp;really don’t have a role model; actually I am my own role model. Because then I will have fans and I will be their role model. And maybe someone will say I am their role model, became famous, and THEN someone will say they that they are their role model. Then there will be MORE role models! Smart huh? I have great ideas, so now you see why I am a great role model. But the real question is why will they adore me? What career will I have? Also, there is a difference between someone who says they’re your role model, and someone who wants to BE you. Like, I don’t consider rich people my role models, I just want to be rich. Which gives me a idea for the next question. Anyways, Bye!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/feeds/8838618124767491935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/05/who-is-your-role-model-and-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/8838618124767491935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/8838618124767491935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/05/who-is-your-role-model-and-why.html' title='Who is your role model and why?'/><author><name>Colene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489205055648710918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVAKawEcpQGpHkSSBGYOBB_n1nr2aASpsJMBa1k_gXkXwIuSjbZ1onRN4AmGvMZRlSJ7mR8Vg0W1AllnHJwVhw0J5LLyJuoBg2sGb4k2TLo_FCnnxlk0pdCtcyVOHvU5w/s220/268869_2092469864502_1027949992_2370057_2011812_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091304956379787593.post-6679470055152395544</id><published>2010-05-17T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T21:21:26.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is important to you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 15px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;What&#39;s important to me? Well, I want to please everyone, have no enemies. My grades are important to me, I don&#39;t wanna grow up dumb. I want to be better at sports too. I can&#39;t run and I can&#39;t throw. I guess I am just the kind of person to stay at home with a good book. I hate to run, I am too slow. I can&#39;t throw because I have a horrible arm. I enjoy reading, and reading is important to me. Making a book is important to me, I want to make a book really bad. But I can&#39;t think of a idea. A idea is important to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/feeds/6679470055152395544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-is-important-to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/6679470055152395544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/6679470055152395544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-is-important-to-you.html' title='What is important to you?'/><author><name>Colene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489205055648710918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVAKawEcpQGpHkSSBGYOBB_n1nr2aASpsJMBa1k_gXkXwIuSjbZ1onRN4AmGvMZRlSJ7mR8Vg0W1AllnHJwVhw0J5LLyJuoBg2sGb4k2TLo_FCnnxlk0pdCtcyVOHvU5w/s220/268869_2092469864502_1027949992_2370057_2011812_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091304956379787593.post-6546581183158694275</id><published>2010-05-17T21:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T21:19:54.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What kind of music do you like?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;mso-element-anchor-horizontal: page; mso-element-anchor-vertical: paragraph; mso-element-frame-width: 3.0pt; mso-element-linespan: 3; mso-element-wrap: around; mso-element: dropcap-in-margin; mso-height-rule: exactly;&quot;&gt;  &lt;table align=&quot;left&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; hspace=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;width: 4px;&quot; vspace=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I like pop and rap. Most of my favorite pop songs are by Michael Jackson. And most of my favorite rap is by 2 Pac.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I use to call pop music normal music, because it sounds normal. And I am not sure if I like rock and roll, it’s so loud.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Out of pop and rap, I think I like pop way more. Rap has a nice beat though. I really can’t tell between pop and rap, but I can tell between hip hop and rock and roll even though I don’t like rock and roll very much. Too loud for my ears, but I don’t know if I like hip hop. I like Thriller, California Love, and A Boy Named Sue.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/feeds/6546581183158694275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-kind-of-music-do-you-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/6546581183158694275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/6546581183158694275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-kind-of-music-do-you-like.html' title='What kind of music do you like?'/><author><name>Colene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489205055648710918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVAKawEcpQGpHkSSBGYOBB_n1nr2aASpsJMBa1k_gXkXwIuSjbZ1onRN4AmGvMZRlSJ7mR8Vg0W1AllnHJwVhw0J5LLyJuoBg2sGb4k2TLo_FCnnxlk0pdCtcyVOHvU5w/s220/268869_2092469864502_1027949992_2370057_2011812_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091304956379787593.post-8204912349740663406</id><published>2010-05-14T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T18:53:27.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I would like to be when I grow up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: 15px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;line-height: 1.2em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;When I grow up, I wanna be a lawyer. Mainly because I am really good at arguing. And I never ever ever accept being defeated. Some may call that being stubborn, but I assure you I am not stubborn. I wanna be a lawyer cause I can look someone straight in the eye and argue. And maybe I could do art as a hobby, sell a painting then get to my case. I think I&#39;d make a great lawyer. But I also could be a artist, or a dancer or a singer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;img alt=&quot;:-D&quot; height=&quot;25&quot; src=&quot;http://o.aolcdn.com/cdn.webmail.aol.com/resources/core/images/grin.png&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; width=&quot;25&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/feeds/8204912349740663406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-i-would-like-to-be-when-i-grow-up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/8204912349740663406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/8204912349740663406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-i-would-like-to-be-when-i-grow-up.html' title='What I would like to be when I grow up...'/><author><name>Colene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489205055648710918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVAKawEcpQGpHkSSBGYOBB_n1nr2aASpsJMBa1k_gXkXwIuSjbZ1onRN4AmGvMZRlSJ7mR8Vg0W1AllnHJwVhw0J5LLyJuoBg2sGb4k2TLo_FCnnxlk0pdCtcyVOHvU5w/s220/268869_2092469864502_1027949992_2370057_2011812_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091304956379787593.post-7486597159728244109</id><published>2010-05-13T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T18:25:33.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am special because...</title><content type='html'>I think I&#39;m special because I&#39;m different. I think differently, and I think that I&#39;m intelligent. I got a A+ on my math test. Anyway, I also have big brown eyes and long brown hair. I have kinda big lips, I get THAT from my mother. I also think I&#39;m special because I like to talk; my specialty. I love to read, and not many kids like to read. It makes me special. I&#39;m special because my ancestor in Scotland was a knight. In Scotland the king died and he wanted his heart to go to the holy land. They put his heart in a box, and put the key ( its a necklace ) around my great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grandfather neck, someone else held the box. But they didn&#39;t succeed in taking the heart to the holy land, the person who held the box died on the way. 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His last name was Lockhart, anyway thats what makes me special.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/feeds/7486597159728244109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-am-special-because.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/7486597159728244109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/7486597159728244109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-am-special-because.html' title='I am special because...'/><author><name>Colene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489205055648710918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVAKawEcpQGpHkSSBGYOBB_n1nr2aASpsJMBa1k_gXkXwIuSjbZ1onRN4AmGvMZRlSJ7mR8Vg0W1AllnHJwVhw0J5LLyJuoBg2sGb4k2TLo_FCnnxlk0pdCtcyVOHvU5w/s220/268869_2092469864502_1027949992_2370057_2011812_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091304956379787593.post-9179292777642075767</id><published>2010-05-12T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T18:26:45.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I like to do over the summer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: 15px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 1.2em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 1.2em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;I like to go to the pool over the summer, because its really hot. I like to read a lot over the summer &amp;nbsp;too. I like a lot of books, like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;Harry Potte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;r and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;Percy Jackson and the Olympians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;. I like it when there&#39;s no reality, when anything can happen :). And anyway, I also watch TV all summer. &amp;nbsp; For other people over the summer they go to parties, but I just sit back and relax. Sometimes I think all the fun is in school, your friends are there and the only way I might see my friends from school is if we meet up at Wal-Mart.&amp;nbsp;I also watch a lot of movies, like&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;yshortcuts&quot; id=&quot;lw_1273723866_0&quot; style=&quot;background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(0, 102, 204); border-bottom-style: dashed; border-bottom-width: 1px; cursor: pointer; line-height: 1.2em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;Shrek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;yshortcuts&quot; id=&quot;lw_1273723866_1&quot; style=&quot;background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-color: initial; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: initial; cursor: pointer; line-height: 1.2em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;Short Circuit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;, and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;yshortcuts&quot; id=&quot;lw_1273723866_2&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.2em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;Short Circuit 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;. I like the songs in them I don&#39;t know what it&#39;s called, I think its:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt; I Need a Hero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;. I heard the new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;Shrek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt; movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;orever After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt; is coming out, its going to&amp;nbsp;be the last one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-tab-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.2em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; white-space: pre;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;I can&#39;t wait to see it. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, back to what I like to do over the Summer. I also like to go to the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;yshortcuts&quot; id=&quot;lw_1273723866_3&quot; style=&quot;background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-color: initial; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: initial; cursor: pointer; line-height: 1.2em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;movie theaters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;. Because its free or costs less in the summer. Today, I think I have a pretty good Facebook status: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;The brave might not live forever, but the cautious don&#39;t live at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;;-)&quot; height=&quot;25&quot; src=&quot;http://o.aolcdn.com/cdn.webmail.aol.com/resources/core/images/wink.png&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot; width=&quot;25&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/feeds/9179292777642075767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-i-like-to-do-over-summer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/9179292777642075767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091304956379787593/posts/default/9179292777642075767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewonderfulworldofari.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-i-like-to-do-over-summer.html' title='What I like to do over the summer...'/><author><name>Colene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489205055648710918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVAKawEcpQGpHkSSBGYOBB_n1nr2aASpsJMBa1k_gXkXwIuSjbZ1onRN4AmGvMZRlSJ7mR8Vg0W1AllnHJwVhw0J5LLyJuoBg2sGb4k2TLo_FCnnxlk0pdCtcyVOHvU5w/s220/268869_2092469864502_1027949992_2370057_2011812_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>