<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218518937882617838</id><updated>2012-02-10T09:58:55.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarrayy"s Page =)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;WoooooooooooooooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo8OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO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 =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-1375588780168905971?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/1375588780168905971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2012/02/im-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/1375588780168905971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/1375588780168905971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2012/02/im-bored.html' title='I&apos;m Bored'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-5210999531025294384</id><published>2012-02-02T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T08:07:25.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This IS MY RANDOMNESS WHEN I'M BORED</title><content type='html'>what 2 write udfhjidsf jsdfnkjdngjkds djkfnjkdnkjdn jdhjfhud bojf jdnfjn nun nun un un un un unu unu n nu nu nu nu n un un u nu nu nu n un un un u nu nu nu n un un u nu n un un un u nu nu nu nu nu nu n un un u nu nu nu n un un u n un un u nu n un un u nu n un un un nun un un nu nu n un unu nu u nu nu n un u nu nu n un u n nu un u nu nun unu nu nu nu nu nn nu nu nu nu nu nnu un un nu nunu un un nu nu unnu nu nu nu nu nunu n nu nu u nu nu nuu nu nununu nu nu n nun n uu un uu un un u what to write woirj rwirute wirte wirte wiyeuewreiurhui diuvnfun idnijdnf jinin nin ini n in ini ni ni ni ni n ini n in in i ni ni ni ni ni ni ni ni ni ni ni ni ni ni n in in i ni ni ni n in in i ni ni n in in in i nin i ni ni ni ni ni ni n in in in in in i ni ni ni ni n in  vifnvij vcjvnjc vhxcvnnxc jxcvnnxc jhcxbn mnv hjv cn cj vnmbcnmvbcn vncbv cncvbcn vncbvnc vcnbv cnvbcn vncbv cvncbvnc cnvbvc vv ncvcvnbh cnv cbvuyghdb dfudheeuuhiub jhihuhuh uh uh uh uh u uh uh u hu hu hu h uh uh uh uh u hu hu h uh uh uh uh uh u hu uh u hu h u uh uh hu uh uh uh h uh uh uh uu hu h uh u uu u huh u huh u h  whats so funnny whats so funnny whats so funny girl u look good why dont u back that azz up dghsjhfx fghjf jfghjgjhfjhjgf    fhhhf   fhhfhd   cyd   cyyyc    dybc   vbd   cbdb  hcvbnc v  c v bbc  vbbbc vbbbc v cbbv cbv  cbv   cbv cbcbvc v c vbcb  hey uyouj thwer we hwqu hey you there hey you ther ehe please sara lisa please sara hey i know you want me i know you want to lick me release her please sara lisa hey you there hey you there i see you over there y don't u come over here HEY YOU THERE HEY YOU THERE YOU THERE  stop and watch me hey u there come over here i see you over there wowwwwwwwwwwwwwwww i have no idea hey you there you there hey sara lisa please sir i want it sir please sir you want it there you see me over here please sara lisa please sara lisa i see you there i see yout there i see you over there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-5210999531025294384?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/5210999531025294384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2012/02/this-is-my-randomness-when-im-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/5210999531025294384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/5210999531025294384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2012/02/this-is-my-randomness-when-im-bored.html' title='This IS MY RANDOMNESS WHEN I&apos;M BORED'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-7557198436676990114</id><published>2012-01-31T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T11:40:26.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG HELP ME!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU DO IF YOU MISS SOMEONE SO BADLY AND THEY DON'T GO TO YOUR SCHOOL ANYMORE AND DOESN'T VISIT ANYMORE? HOW DO YOU HANDLE THAT? I MEAN KNOWING THAT I STILL HAVE DEEP FEELINGS FOR THAT PERSON BUT CAN'T DO NOTHING ABOUT IT. I FEEL LIKE WHEN THAT PERSON IS NOT THERE I HAVE NO ONE. LIKE IF MY WORLD WAS OVER. I CAN'T THINK STRAIGHT. IT'S LIKE HALF MY BRAIN DIED AND WENT AWAY WITH THEM. AND THEN MY HEART HAS STOPPED POUNDING AND NOW I FEEL LIKE I'M DEAD. THAT NONE OF ME EXIST ANYMORE. IT'S OVER FOR ME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-7557198436676990114?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/7557198436676990114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2012/01/omg-help-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/7557198436676990114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/7557198436676990114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2012/01/omg-help-me.html' title='OMG HELP ME!!!!'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-8633210227830110174</id><published>2012-01-31T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T11:31:38.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#800020;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: bold; font-style: inherit; font-size: 14px; line-height: inherit; font-family: inherit; "&gt;4. Do you believe in love at first sight?  Why or why not?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#800020;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: bold; font-style: inherit; font-size: 14px; line-height: inherit; font-family: inherit; "&gt;Answer: NO I DON'T. Love at first sight doesn't even EXIST. That's for people who are stupid and fake and want everything to be a FAIRYTALE. Love is really hard. Yeah adults are probably saying to us teens that we don't know crap. WELL IT'S A LIE. Some teens no more then ADULTS think they know. So adults need to understand that teens aren't a joke. They know what's love and when something is there OK. There's never a love at first sight because the first time your true love that you think is your love winds up breaking your heart and then your heartbroken for a couple of months or maybe a few years. That's the wackiest part about love you can never know when love is really real or it's just a fairytale.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-8633210227830110174?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/8633210227830110174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2012/01/5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/8633210227830110174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/8633210227830110174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2012/01/5.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-124279972959538037</id><published>2012-01-20T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T11:38:36.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questionaire #10</title><content type='html'>If your parents gave you more freedom, in what specific situation or area would you want it to be?&lt;br /&gt;Answer:It would be to let me go anywhere by myself and have a boyfriend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-124279972959538037?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/124279972959538037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2012/01/questionaire-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/124279972959538037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/124279972959538037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2012/01/questionaire-10.html' title='Questionaire #10'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-1925374001766451993</id><published>2012-01-20T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T11:29:37.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questonaire #9</title><content type='html'>What is your favorite thing that begins with the letter "L"?&lt;div&gt;Answer:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; LOVE&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/3218518937882617838-1925374001766451993?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/1925374001766451993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2012/01/questonaire-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/1925374001766451993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/1925374001766451993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2012/01/questonaire-9.html' title='Questonaire #9'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-6398722875961590033</id><published>2012-01-20T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T11:17:14.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questionaire #8</title><content type='html'>What is the bravest thing you've ever done for a friend?&lt;div&gt;Answer:The bravest thing that I've done was curse someone out cuz they kept saying shizz to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-6398722875961590033?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/6398722875961590033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2012/01/questionaire-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/6398722875961590033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/6398722875961590033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2012/01/questionaire-8.html' title='Questionaire #8'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-998659000423484286</id><published>2012-01-20T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T10:10:51.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questionaire #7</title><content type='html'>When you daydream what do you think about more often than anything else?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: When I daydream the thing i think about the most is the boy that I used to go out with for a while and still think about what would we be doing if we were still  together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-998659000423484286?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/998659000423484286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2012/01/questionaire-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/998659000423484286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/998659000423484286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2012/01/questionaire-7.html' title='Questionaire #7'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-5876880849947844025</id><published>2012-01-20T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T10:08:48.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questionaire #6</title><content type='html'>If you could take a trip in a time machine, would you travel into the future or back to the past?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: I would travel to the past because I would want to fix thing I have done in the past. Also I would like to travel to the future because I would want to know what life holds for me and cuz I don't like surprises and i have no patience of waiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-5876880849947844025?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/5876880849947844025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2012/01/questionaire-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/5876880849947844025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/5876880849947844025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2012/01/questionaire-6.html' title='Questionaire #6'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-8885505597205009723</id><published>2012-01-20T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T10:05:09.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questionaire #5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;If you had to name one non-relative you trust most in the world, who would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: It would be Jazmin B. Roman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-8885505597205009723?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/8885505597205009723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2012/01/questionaire-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/8885505597205009723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/8885505597205009723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2012/01/questionaire-5.html' title='Questionaire #5'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-7959182743479365376</id><published>2012-01-20T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T10:01:08.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questionaire #4</title><content type='html'>If you were to lose your hearing tomorrow what would you want to hear today while you still can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Answer: If I was to lose my hearing tomorrow the only thing that I would want to hear is my best friend saying that we will be friends forever and die old together. Also for the boy that I still have feelings for to say I love you and I'll be there for you for the rest of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-7959182743479365376?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/7959182743479365376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2012/01/questionaire-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/7959182743479365376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/7959182743479365376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2012/01/questionaire-4.html' title='Questionaire #4'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-6326199467361521680</id><published>2012-01-20T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T09:58:02.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questionaire #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;What is your favorite thing to talk about when you are with your friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Answer: What I like to talk about with my friends is boys, Fake B******, And the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-6326199467361521680?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/6326199467361521680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2012/01/questionaire-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/6326199467361521680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/6326199467361521680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2012/01/questionaire-3.html' title='Questionaire #3'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-6195705023658339540</id><published>2012-01-20T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T09:55:29.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questionaire #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;What three words do you think your generation could claim as its own?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Answer: I have more than tree but I'll say the mains: Loud, Annoying, And Embarrassing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-6195705023658339540?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/6195705023658339540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2012/01/questionaire-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/6195705023658339540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/6195705023658339540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2012/01/questionaire-2.html' title='Questionaire #2'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-7318725427847782091</id><published>2012-01-20T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T09:52:18.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questionaire</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If you could be an exchange student, where would you want to go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Answer: I would want to go to Florida because it's hot and it's nice. Also because I lived there before too. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-7318725427847782091?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/7318725427847782091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2012/01/questionaire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/7318725427847782091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/7318725427847782091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2012/01/questionaire.html' title='Questionaire'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-4692510034420204012</id><published>2011-12-22T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T07:50:17.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(128, 0, 32); font-style: italic; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; font-family: inherit; "&gt;1. Should roboticists (those who make robots) &lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: italic; font-size: 14px; line-height: inherit; font-family: inherit; "&gt;avoid&lt;/em&gt; making robots that think and feel like humans?  Why or why not?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; font-family: inherit; "&gt;Yes they should avoid making robots because what if a human being starts liking the robot. What are they going to do then. When they hug the robot the robot is going to feel hard and noo one wants a robot that's like that. The robot might know how to love someone but still it's weird to have some machine as your boyfriend or girlfriend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; font-family: inherit; "&gt;2. Should some robots be given human rights?  For example, the right not to be tortured, to be allowed to marry, to be educated, and to be free to practice a religion?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; font-family: inherit; "&gt;Yeah they could if people wants robot's in this world. Sure they can be treated like other human beings. It really doesn't matter. It just depends if that person wants that type of thing to exist.&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/3218518937882617838-4692510034420204012?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/4692510034420204012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/12/1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/4692510034420204012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/4692510034420204012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/12/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-4898900451680535740</id><published>2011-12-09T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T11:35:14.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adina's Deck</title><content type='html'>&lt;u style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jazmin- &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I Just Watched A Movie Called Adinas Deck And It  Is A Movie About How A Boy Has The Grade 94 On A Test But The Teacher  Has It Down For A B When It Is Suppose To Be An A Because The Teacher  Thinks He Copied The Answer From Another Person When He Really Didn't.  He Asks His Friends For Help And They Try To Find Out Who Is The Real  Person That Wrote Something From Some Other Person. Then When They Track  Down The Person ( Eve ) She Says That Adina ( One Of The Friends That  Are Helping The Boy ) Was The One Who Copied From Someone On The  Internet But It Wasn't Here. It Was Eve And They End Up Finding Out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;u style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sarai-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; What would you do if Eve came up to you and needed help from you? What would you say and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; Answer: What I would do is not help her at all. What I would say is,  "Why should i help you. Did you help? NO!! Did you confess it was you?  NO!! So why should I help you if you can't even help us and confess. But  nooooooo instead of doing that you got Scott in trouble. You should be a  shame of yourself. You are a disgrace!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-4898900451680535740?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/4898900451680535740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/12/adinas-deck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/4898900451680535740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/4898900451680535740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/12/adinas-deck.html' title='Adina&apos;s Deck'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-7475340296001964719</id><published>2011-11-29T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T11:38:34.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIV/ AIDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(128, 0, 32); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: italic; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; font-family: inherit; "&gt;1. What is this game about? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; font-family: inherit; "&gt;The game is about HIV/AIDS. Basically about sexual stuff THAT I DON'T CARE ABOUT CAN'T WE TALK ABOUT THIS IN HIGH SCHOOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; font-family: inherit; "&gt;2. Explain some of the choices you made and what happened as a result?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; font-family: inherit; "&gt;One of the answers I chose was not to have sex with the girl because i wasn't ready. And another answer is that i said i wasn't going to discuss the HIV/AIDS thing to her because she's too sensitive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; font-family: inherit; "&gt;3. Why is a game like this important?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; font-family: inherit; "&gt;To teach you about SEX&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; font-family: inherit; "&gt;4. How could this game be improved?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; font-family: inherit; "&gt;The way this game can be improved is by not giving us this game to do in the first place. But the way it can be improved is with better characters. More Colors. Able to hear them speak what they say. Also to make the game longer. =)&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/3218518937882617838-7475340296001964719?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/7475340296001964719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/11/hiv-aids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/7475340296001964719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/7475340296001964719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/11/hiv-aids.html' title='HIV/ AIDS'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-2276196783506794205</id><published>2011-11-18T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T09:47:38.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;you are my only love and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;forever will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt; you are the only person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt; i want to be with no matter what anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt; say's i still think of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;there just hating cause there's no one else like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt; you are one of a kind wish you was here to comfort me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt; and give me hugs and could be together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;we can say whats real and we will always love each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt; wondering if i will ever see you again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;i hope for sooner or later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt; i miss hearing your voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt; i miss seeing you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt; and i miss when you make me laugh all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt; you always have my back no matter what anyone does&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt; you are always there to protect me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt; i love you with all my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt; your are the best person i have ever met &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;I hope in the future you are there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;JUST WAITING FOR MEEE!!!!&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/3218518937882617838-2276196783506794205?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/2276196783506794205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-love.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/2276196783506794205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/2276196783506794205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-love.html' title='My Love'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-3106894243348336921</id><published>2011-11-17T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T08:17:42.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;I LOVE THIS PICTURE SO FREAKING MUCH WATCH ONE DAY I'M GOING TO GET A PICTURE FOR MYSELF AND PUT IT IN A FRAME IN MY HOUSE WE GONNA HAVE A                                                         WHOLE BOOK OF PICTURES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-00elEZ1jOnU/TsUveksbDQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/2_adXLRJXHg/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-11-04%2Bat%2B14.13%2B%25233.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-00elEZ1jOnU/TsUveksbDQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/2_adXLRJXHg/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-11-04%2Bat%2B14.13%2B%25233.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-00elEZ1jOnU/TsUveksbDQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/2_adXLRJXHg/s400/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-11-04%2Bat%2B14.13%2B%25233.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675995107662957826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;THIS IS MY BEST FRIEND IN THE WHOLE WORLD!!! I LOVE HER SO FRAGRANCE MUCH. SHE'S THE BEST PERSON ON THIS EARTH. SHE'S LIKE A LITTLE CHARM I WOULD CARRY AROUND ALL THE TIME. SHE'S NOT JUST A FRIEND SHE'S A SISTER WE ARE ONLY I MONTH APART. HAHAHA. I'M STILL THE OLDEST ONE IN THE FAMILY. JAZMIN IS OVER EVERYTHING. AND NO I'M NOT GIVING HER NECK IT'S TRUE SHE IS ABOVE EVERYTHING WELL SECOND ACTUALLY CAUSE MY FAMILIA COMES FIRST. SORRRY. BUT SHE IS REALLY KEWL. WHEN YOU GET TO KNOW HER LIKE REALLY CLOSE YOU WILL LOVE HER A LOT. SHE IS THE BOMB. SHE'S REALLY SWEET TOO. LIKE CANDY. MMMMMHHH YUMMY. I CAN'T WAIT TILL WHEN WE GET OLDER AND STILL BE FRIENDS. I KNOW SUME PEOPLE SAY IT WON'T LAST BUT WE KNOW IT WILL. NO LIE. WE ARE TO CLOSE TO BE SEPERATED. OUR FRIENDSHIP IS UNBREAKABLE. AND IT'S UNDENIABLE. WE WILL BE OLD STILL WEARING NAME BRAND AND STILL ROCKING IT WILL OUR OLD SELVES. ME AND YOU WILL NEVER CHANGE. WE WILL BE TOGETHER FOREVER. WE WILL BE LIVING BY EACH OTHER I THINK MAYBE NOT CAUSE YOU'LL BE FAMOUS AND I'LL BE OH I DON'T KNOW I'M STILL THINKING. BUT YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN. 10/10/07 FOREVER. &amp;lt;3 =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-3106894243348336921?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/3106894243348336921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-is-my-best-friend-in-whole-world-i.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/3106894243348336921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/3106894243348336921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-is-my-best-friend-in-whole-world-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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/-00elEZ1jOnU/TsUveksbDQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/2_adXLRJXHg/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-11-04%2Bat%2B14.13%2B%25233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218518937882617838.post-6879287332223922552</id><published>2011-11-17T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T07:55:34.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTC Lyrics</title><content type='html'>WTC-W-W-W-T-C x2&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell'em we shall overcome &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you know it can't be undone (what!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;somewhere out there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that person didn't care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;about what they did &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to those people who- (tried to live -.-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To the people who died &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To the people who saved to the people that lived till this day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what to do if it wasn't for those firefighters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who helped you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and knelt by you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and washed the cha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and washed the smoke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with soft voices they spoke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell'em we shall overcome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you know it can't be undone (what!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;somewhere out there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that person didn't care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;about what they did &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to those people who- (tried to live -.-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it isn't fair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that they even dared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to do such a tradjic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that wasn't even like magic &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they were cursed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that they didn't even care about the blood that Burst!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my god it's Pauly D Yeah Buddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WTC-W-W-W-T-C&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-6879287332223922552?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/6879287332223922552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/11/wtc-lyrics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/6879287332223922552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/6879287332223922552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/11/wtc-lyrics.html' title='WTC Lyrics'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-6502533697913743804</id><published>2011-11-15T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T05:21:56.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTC Summary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T1D53rRLIL0/TsJnWVEosRI/AAAAAAAAAIE/bquszlyNzXM/s1600/wtc_005.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 339px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T1D53rRLIL0/TsJnWVEosRI/AAAAAAAAAIE/bquszlyNzXM/s400/wtc_005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675212113751617810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jazmin and my song portrays our feelings about the World Trade Center. Our song talks about the people's lives that were taken away and how the people who killed them didn't care. We made this song to show all the loss people experienced. I found the whole process of making this song very interesting.  I learned how to make digital music and about 9/11 at the same time. We definitely learned  more than we thought we would.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the link to our song:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/41696094/Sarai%20Jazmin%20911.mp3"&gt;Jazmin and Sarai's WTC Song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-6502533697913743804?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/6502533697913743804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/11/wtc-summary.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/6502533697913743804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/6502533697913743804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/11/wtc-summary.html' title='WTC Summary'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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/-T1D53rRLIL0/TsJnWVEosRI/AAAAAAAAAIE/bquszlyNzXM/s72-c/wtc_005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218518937882617838.post-8756008649399531365</id><published>2011-11-03T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T08:20:27.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my Twisting Box =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dC69GXNcS7w/TrKxHv1itgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/14HvM95iABc/s1600/Sarai%2BWork.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dC69GXNcS7w/TrKxHv1itgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/14HvM95iABc/s400/Sarai%2BWork.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670789627471115778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-8756008649399531365?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/8756008649399531365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-is-my-twisting-box.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/8756008649399531365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/8756008649399531365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-is-my-twisting-box.html' title='This is my Twisting Box =)'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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/-dC69GXNcS7w/TrKxHv1itgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/14HvM95iABc/s72-c/Sarai%2BWork.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218518937882617838.post-5790464619678208605</id><published>2011-11-03T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T07:49:43.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Airport Security</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Positive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;I think it's okay to have the body scanners because it is for your own good and for your safety. I mean do you rather get killed of just be scanned for your safety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Negative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;I think it's a horrible idea because it's invading other people's privacy. Have some respect for us. Like how rude is that. And then we have body scanners on top of that and they are seeing everything we got. Now that's just dirty.  And then if we  don't want that as a option we have to let the people who works there check us. And they are going to touch every part of you what if they are gay or lesbians? like HELLOOOOOO !!!!!!&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/3218518937882617838-5790464619678208605?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/5790464619678208605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/11/airport-security.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/5790464619678208605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/5790464619678208605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/11/airport-security.html' title='Airport Security'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-5222100666686823810</id><published>2011-10-28T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T10:00:18.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DIS IS TO JAZMIN ROMAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;DEAR JAZMIN ROMAN,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;YOU ARE A WONDERFUL PERSON. LIKE HOW SELENA GOMEZ SAYS I LOVE YOU LIKE A LOVE SONG. OR HOW BRUNO MARS SAY I CAN COUNT ON YOU LIKE 4,3,2 AND YOU'LL BE THERE CUZ THAT'S WHAT FRIENDS SUPPOSE TO DO. YOU ARE LIKE A DIARY THAT I HAVE TO KEEP WRITING ON. I LOVE YOU LIKE A SISTER. YOU ARE PART OF MY FAMILY YOU CAN TAKE A TEST ABOUT HOW CRAZY YOU ARE AND YOU WOULD PASS. YOU ARE A FRIEND WHO CAN'T BE DENIED WHEN NEEDING A REQUEST. PEOPLE MIGHT BE SAYING OH JUST SHUT UP ABOUT YOUR FRIENDSHIP, AND I WOULD BE LIKE NO YOU SHUT THE FRAGRANCE UP AND STOP HATING. JUST CUZ U AIN'T GOT NO ONE DON'T MEAN I GOTTA BE LIKE YOU. WE CAN TALK ABOUT HOW WE ARE TO EACH OTHER. WE EVEN MAKE EACH OTHER LITTLE MEMORY CARDS TO REMEMBER IN THE FUTURE. WHO EVER SAY THAT YOU DON'T WANT TO BE FRIENDS WITH HER IS CRAZY. YOU THE ONE MISSING OUT AND THAT MEANS THERES MORE FOR ME. YIPPEE!!! &amp;lt;3 ALSO HOW HANNAH MONTANA SAYS YOUR A TRUE FRIEND YOUR HERE TILL THE END. WELL FOR ME I'MA CHANGE THAT UP A BIT. YOUR A TRUE FRIEND AND YOUR HERE FORVER AND EVER NO MATTER WHAT. NOTHING WILL COME IN BETWEEN US. IF SOMEONE TRIES TO BREAK US APART IS BECAUSE THEY ARE HHHHAAAATTTTIIIINNNNGGGG!!! YEAH I SED YOUR HATING. AND PEOPLE MIGHT BE SAYING OH SHUT UP NO ONE WANT'S TO HATE ON YAH BUMMY PEOPLE. WELL YOU KNOW WHAT YOU THE BUM AND YES YOU ARE HATING OK SO JUST STOP DEBATING. SHE'S THE BRAINS AND I'M THE LAUGHTER TOGETHER WE MAKE BRAUGHTER. HAPPINESS AND JOY MIXED TOGETHER. WE ARE THE LIFE OF THE PARTY. THE ONLY REASON I'M NOT WRITING THAT SHE'S A GOOD FRIEND SHE HAS UR BAKK AND STUFF IS BECAUSE I ALWAYS SAY THAT EVERY TIME I WRITE SOMETHING ABOUT HER SO I JUST CHANGED IT UP A BIT. B.T.W I LOVE JAZMIN WITH ALL MY HEART. I'LL DO ANYTHING IN MY HEART AND SOUL TO KEEP US FRIENDS FOREVER. AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER ETC. BY THE WAY AND THE EVER PART WILL NEVER STOP.&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/3218518937882617838-5222100666686823810?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/5222100666686823810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/10/dis-is-to-jazmin-roman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/5222100666686823810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/5222100666686823810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/10/dis-is-to-jazmin-roman.html' title='DIS IS TO JAZMIN ROMAN'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-609970528700621768</id><published>2011-10-25T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T05:06:11.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Room =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SMTk4Ag_6fw/Tqal_vwwXVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/WNaR7JzniHM/s1600/sarai%2527s%2Blair.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SMTk4Ag_6fw/Tqal_vwwXVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/WNaR7JzniHM/s400/sarai%2527s%2Blair.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667399695663652178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-609970528700621768?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/609970528700621768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-room.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/609970528700621768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/609970528700621768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-room.html' title='My Room =)'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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/-SMTk4Ag_6fw/Tqal_vwwXVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/WNaR7JzniHM/s72-c/sarai%2527s%2Blair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218518937882617838.post-4879004014700674423</id><published>2011-10-20T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T08:24:05.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ground Zero</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(128, 0, 32); font-style: italic; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; font-family: inherit; "&gt;1. What are some things you learned about the materials (e.g., glass, concrete, steel) used for re-building ground zero.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; font-family: inherit; "&gt;What I learned was that for the glass they were making it more thicker so it wouldn't be able to brake. And for the concrete they use that to make the building so the building can be stronger and be able to take anything when it gets hit. They also used the steel to make the building more harder and stronger.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; font-family: inherit; "&gt;2. What were some of the challenges that the builders faced when creating the new WTC building and memorial fountains?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; font-family: inherit; "&gt;What was some of the challenges was when they were making the glass because they had never made glass so thick and strong. And sometimes it was hard because the glass would brake and then they would have to restart. Another challenge was that they had to create the memorial fountains before the 10 anniversary. Another one was having to put the concrete on the same measurement in order for it to be correct.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; font-family: inherit; "&gt;3. What does the design of the WTC symbolize?  What does the design of the memorial fountains symbolize?What WTC symbolize is for World Tray Center. It's symbolizes the 9/11 attack. The memorial symbolizes the memories of people lives being taken away from them. And the time when it happened.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; font-family: inherit; "&gt;4.  How will this video affect your memorial design? How it will affect it is by me being creative as them. For example: Building the building in a new way and making it more stronger and safer for those who are in there.&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/3218518937882617838-4879004014700674423?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/4879004014700674423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/10/ground-zero.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/4879004014700674423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/4879004014700674423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/10/ground-zero.html' title='Ground Zero'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-1575184473597644518</id><published>2011-09-13T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T11:26:54.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fact &amp; Fiction about 9/11</title><content type='html'>3 Facts&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.) The attack happened on September 11, 2001. It was so devastating to see what had happened to those in danger and those who had their life taken away from them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.)Bin Laden was the one who planned the attack. He probably attacked the twin towers because he was jealous of us because we was better then them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.)This tradgedy had happened 10 years ago. It is very sad to look back at this and hear about these people's live been taken away from them. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 Fiction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.)In the twin tower buildings only 5 people died in that whole thing. Thank god not everybody died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.)The person who highjacked the plane got wasted because he was so happy to crash into the building so he got drunk and fell a sleep while flying the plane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.)During 9/11 when it was happening and while people were dying no one came to help to rescue them so they all died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-1575184473597644518?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/1575184473597644518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/09/fact-fiction-about-911.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/1575184473597644518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/1575184473597644518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/09/fact-fiction-about-911.html' title='Fact &amp; Fiction about 9/11'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-1309991541162254291</id><published>2011-09-09T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T11:23:38.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;1.  Describe what your favorite design looked like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;What is looked was the one with the names standing up and also that when it's dark it light's up and all you see is their names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;2. How were the designs different, how were they the same?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;What was the same is that they are all designs and also it's all based on 9/11. What was different is that they all explain 9/11 in their own way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;3.  If you could create a memorial for 9/11 what would it look like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;If I was to make memorial for 9/11 it would look like 9/11 and the way it crashed down and how sad it was and that it will not be forgettable. &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/3218518937882617838-1309991541162254291?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/1309991541162254291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/09/911.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/1309991541162254291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/1309991541162254291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/09/911.html' title='9/11'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-1111498303604557981</id><published>2011-09-08T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T11:31:44.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Think Outside the Box!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear fans of my blog,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First off, I want to tell you what a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fun but sort of boring&lt;/span&gt; summer I had.   Not only did I got to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;pool&lt;/span&gt; , but I also &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;enjoyed time with my family&lt;/span&gt;.  One thing that I didn’t do (but wish I had) was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;go to another state and hang out with my number 1 friend Jazmin&lt;/span&gt;.  It feels so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; to be at school because I can see all of my friends that I didn't get a chance to see over the summer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyhow, I just watched a Men in Black video clip and it was really &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Funny&lt;/span&gt;.  I couldn’t believe that Will Smith&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; was so ghetto to drag the table and then use it to put his paper on&lt;/span&gt;. Looking at Mr. Lahana’s “MOST IMPORTANT THINGS” list it’s pretty clear this video was talking about that you can drag a table to lean on&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  This is funny because&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; he's the only one doing the wrong things&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On #4 of Mr. Lahana’s “MOST IMPORTANT THINGS” list he talks  about finding what you love. Besides texting, Facebooking, and drooling  over my favorite star &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Drake&lt;/span&gt;, I’m into some serious stuff.  Stuff that not everyone’s into– like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;basketball&lt;/span&gt;. It’s true!  I could spend hours &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;doing this&lt;/span&gt;  and time just vanishes.  If you gave me access to a computer with a  camera, Garageband, Scratch, Photoshop or 3D design software I would  make a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;slide show &lt;/span&gt;that showed off my talent at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;doing what I love most which is playing basketball&lt;/span&gt;.  But you know, I’m not perfect at my talent yet.  By the end of the year I hope I can &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;do tricks with the ball and be a pro&lt;/span&gt;.  Well, that’s all I have time to write for now– &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Please Give ME A Good Grade&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-1111498303604557981?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/1111498303604557981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/09/think-outside-box.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/1111498303604557981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/1111498303604557981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/09/think-outside-box.html' title='Think Outside the Box!!'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-2104646071472168275</id><published>2011-06-20T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T06:52:13.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Did I do Wrong?</title><content type='html'>what did i do wrong?&lt;div&gt;can someone answer that for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't do anything to hurt anyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or I WASN'T FAKE to anyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why does bad things happen to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What did i ever do wrong?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As much as i want to move on i can't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always think about you so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What did i do to make you lose feelings for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never talked about you only when i was mad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i took everything back because i regretted it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want to know WHAT DID I DO WRONG? :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-2104646071472168275?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/2104646071472168275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-did-i-do-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/2104646071472168275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/2104646071472168275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-did-i-do-wrong.html' title='What Did I do Wrong?'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-3337158071036550785</id><published>2011-06-13T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T06:56:58.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;I'm thinking of you 24/7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; wait never mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;You are always running through my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; I think there's nothing else that be running through my head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt;besides you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt;I'm so serious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt; like every time I talk, you are always the one to pop up in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt; It's like I only document you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt;like a photo album or a book of words &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt;I feel like when I write it's always about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt; It's like my body is only about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt; like every little thing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt;I swear I know it might sound weird but it's probably true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt;So I will just go with it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt; But like before I really do like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt; and I say it all the time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt;but I don't think it's enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt;I feel like I need to prove it to you in person &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt;Like face to face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt; I think it's the best way that you will know how I honestly feel about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt; I'm tired of walking by you and being so shy still being in a box &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt;I want to come out of the shell and show you who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt; I really am The REAL me!! :)&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/3218518937882617838-3337158071036550785?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/3337158071036550785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/06/thinking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/3337158071036550785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/3337158071036550785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/06/thinking.html' title='Thinking'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-5783229592437134038</id><published>2011-06-13T06:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T06:40:46.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://scratch.mit.edu/projects/SPonce188/1857128"&gt;&lt;img src="http://scratch.mit.edu/static/projects/SPonce188/1857128_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/3218518937882617838-5783229592437134038?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/5783229592437134038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/06/scratch-project.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/5783229592437134038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/5783229592437134038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/06/scratch-project.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-5631789464428465757</id><published>2011-06-10T08:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T09:02:51.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What would I do?</title><content type='html'>What would i do if i never met you &lt;div&gt;Can you answer that for me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well you probably already know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You always bring life to me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always have the best time with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; You already know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; that There's no one else that can replace &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the way you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I can care less about what people say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; All that matters is you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; And that's all I want to know till the end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; You are everything I can ever imagine or ever pictured&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I love everything about you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are a person that brings laughter to me always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; You always bring joy to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; And that's what I like about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; You make me feel so alive &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there's nothing else I rather ask for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; There's nothing better I rather have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; So like I said before &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what would I do without you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-5631789464428465757?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/5631789464428465757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-would-i-do_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/5631789464428465757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/5631789464428465757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-would-i-do_10.html' title='What would I do?'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-6562640243370572444</id><published>2011-06-03T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T09:00:24.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dZ6W7RUBsaE/TekDhCZwF4I/AAAAAAAAAHU/-nR4CJGhl_o/s1600/Photo%2B48.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dZ6W7RUBsaE/TekDhCZwF4I/AAAAAAAAAHU/-nR4CJGhl_o/s400/Photo%2B48.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614022276609480578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I LOVE HER SO MUCH &amp;lt;3 SHE IS THE BEST EVER SHE IS MY #2 BEST FREAKING FRIEND IN THE WORLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; WE ARE ALWAYS TOGETHER AT TIMES WE MIGHT BE MAD AT EACH OTHER BUT WE ALREADY KNOW THAT WE CAN NEVER STAY MAD FOR A LONG TIME WITH OUT EACH OTHER IT WOULD BE SO BORING AND THE WORLD WOULD END SHE MAKES ME LAUGH SO MUCH AT TIMES TOO MUCH SOMETIMES I FEEL LIKE I'M ABOUT TO HAVE A HEART ATTACK BUT I KNOW IF I WAS TO HAVE ONE SHE WILL BE BESIDES ME HOLDING MY HAND MAKING SURE I CAN MAKE IT THROUGH ALIVE I CAN ALWAYS RELY ON HER AND WHENEVER SHE NEEDS TO SAY SOMETHING ABOUT YOU SHE WILL SAY IT SHE IS SO REAL SHE'S THE REALIST PERSON I KNOW I LOVE HER WITH ALL MY HEART &amp;lt;3 :) :) :) :) &amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;3&lt;/span&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/3218518937882617838-6562640243370572444?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/6562640243370572444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-love-her-so-much-she-is-best-ever-she.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/6562640243370572444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/6562640243370572444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-love-her-so-much-she-is-best-ever-she.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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/-dZ6W7RUBsaE/TekDhCZwF4I/AAAAAAAAAHU/-nR4CJGhl_o/s72-c/Photo%2B48.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218518937882617838.post-3229843706221898550</id><published>2011-05-26T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T10:04:39.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1)  If you could speak out to a group of homophobes (those who hate gay people) what would you say to them?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If you are gay it doesn't matter. You are still a person as well as everbody else is. You will never be alone knowing that there is other people who care for you still. If you are gay there is no different from being lesbian or straight or bi it doesn't matter who you are. As long as you are yourself and are opening up to other people that's all that matters. And if you have a problem with gay people then you are insane. There's nothing wrong being gay. So leave those poor cute guys alone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-3229843706221898550?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/3229843706221898550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/05/1-if-you-could-speak-out-to-group-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/3229843706221898550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/3229843706221898550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/05/1-if-you-could-speak-out-to-group-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-6896136334003780552</id><published>2011-05-06T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T09:13:08.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Love For You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;My love is never going to end for you I always say this but it's the truth you probably have heard it a million times but i just don't think it's enough there can never be enough to say how much that I love you I'm all that I want to be and sometimes even more then that I can't stop thinking about you I feel lonely when your not there and when you are i feel like the world is never going to end My love for you is speechless like I don't even know how to describe I can't put it into words At times I get confused and sometimes lost But when I have you i feel like I have nothing to worry about The only thing that I have to worry about is my love for to never be lost or forgotten That I always have to remind you everyday that I see you to Say that I love you so much You are my heart You are probably the only person that I have ever felt this way for I don't think I have ever cared for someone like you so much If i was to ever lose you I don't know what I would do without you probably already know that but if you don't i want you to know That your the best person i have ever met you always make my day and you always brighten my way but i just don't know what to say anymore like i feel that this is it for me and that this is enough to say for now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-6896136334003780552?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/6896136334003780552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-love-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/6896136334003780552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/6896136334003780552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-love-for-you.html' title='My Love For You'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-5142328519563987093</id><published>2011-05-02T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T08:59:44.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DO YOU LOVE HER OR DO YOU NOT?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I DON'T KNOW IF YOU TRULY LOVE ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; THERE'S SO MANY PEOPLE OUT THERE WHO CAN DO THE SAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; BUT I JUST DON'T KNOW IF YOU FEEL THAT WAY ABOUT ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; IT'S BEEN LIKE SO LONG WAITING FOR YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; AND I JUST DON'T THINK I CAN WAIT ANY LONGER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I LOVE YOU WITH ALL MY HEART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; I WOULD WANT TO SPEND THE REST OF MY LIFE WITH YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; I WOULD DO ANYTHING TO BE WITH YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; WHEN I THINK ABOUT THINGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; YOUR THE FIRST TO POP UP IN MY HEAD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;BUT I JUST DON'T KNOW ANYMORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; I ALWAYS HAVE THE MOOD TO BE WITH YOU LIKE EVERYDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;BUT I JUST WANT TO HEAR IT FROM YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; DO YOU LOVE ME OR NOT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; I'VE ALWAYS WANTED SOMEONE LIKE YOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;AT TIMES YOU SHOW THAT YOU CARE AND OTHERS YOU DON'T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;SOMETIMES I FEEL THAT I'M WITH YOU AND OTHER TIME I FEEL  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;THAT I DON'T EVEN KNOW YOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I WANT TO ALWAYS HAVE THE FEELING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; THAT I CAN BE WITH YOU FOREVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; I WANT TO KNOW THAT YOU STILL CARE ABOUT ME &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;AND THAT YOU STILL LIKE ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; I WANT TO BE THE GURL WHO'S ALWAYS THERE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;FOR YOU AT ANYTIME THAT YOU NEED HER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;AND I WANT TO BE THE GURL THAT YOU WOULD WANT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; TO SPEND YOUR WHOLE LIFE WITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; THAT EVEN IN THE FUTURE YOU WOULD STILL BE WITH HER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; BUT ALL THAT GURL WANTS TO KNOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; DO YOU TRULY LOVE HER OR NOT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-5142328519563987093?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/5142328519563987093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/05/do-you-love-her-or-do-you-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/5142328519563987093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/5142328519563987093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/05/do-you-love-her-or-do-you-not.html' title='DO YOU LOVE HER OR DO YOU NOT?'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-7545888768595246982</id><published>2011-04-08T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T08:58:30.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KQ49tdTQjOY/TZ8vzOv9hII/AAAAAAAAAHA/zLA4Dqm5lyc/s1600/Photo%2B1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KQ49tdTQjOY/TZ8vzOv9hII/AAAAAAAAAHA/zLA4Dqm5lyc/s400/Photo%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593241819396539522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;This is my #1 bestie in the world. I love you so much. You are kewl and real and I can always rely on you. There's no one better then you. Well Breanna too. But either way your the best. I don't know what I would do without you guys. We've been friends since 4th grade. That's a long time. And to still be together and even closer makes it way better because now we know each other even more. You are my closest friend ever. I had the longest friendship with you. 10/10/07 ^^ always will be there. You are my everything and you already know that because I tell you so many times. &amp;lt;3 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-7545888768595246982?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/7545888768595246982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-is-my-1-bestie-in-world.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/7545888768595246982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/7545888768595246982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-is-my-1-bestie-in-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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/-KQ49tdTQjOY/TZ8vzOv9hII/AAAAAAAAAHA/zLA4Dqm5lyc/s72-c/Photo%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218518937882617838.post-8601387631345987952</id><published>2011-04-08T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T08:53:53.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4PvGuc2r0v0/TZ8us0g5fRI/AAAAAAAAAG4/5bJVopg1xoM/s1600/Photo%2B30.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4PvGuc2r0v0/TZ8us0g5fRI/AAAAAAAAAG4/5bJVopg1xoM/s400/Photo%2B30.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593240609763196178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;   These are my 2 main bestieszz in the world. I love them so much. Without them I think I wouldn't be the person that I am today. You guys always bring my inner person out. You guys always see the real me. Jazmin your my #1 and Breanna you already know that your my #2. I love you guys so much. Everyday we might say that we annoy each other but at the end of the day we always have fun and still love each other. You guys are the best. I would never find any friends like you guys any where else. 3/3/11 ^^ always. We will always be together till the end of time. Love yah so much &amp;lt;3 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-8601387631345987952?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/8601387631345987952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/04/these-are-my-2-main-bestieszz-in-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/8601387631345987952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/8601387631345987952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/04/these-are-my-2-main-bestieszz-in-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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/-4PvGuc2r0v0/TZ8us0g5fRI/AAAAAAAAAG4/5bJVopg1xoM/s72-c/Photo%2B30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218518937882617838.post-154017511468882321</id><published>2011-04-07T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T09:59:20.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cI4owjlsDU4/TZ3sx7BCqjI/AAAAAAAAAGo/fFXufIaV6Mw/s1600/Photo%2B7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cI4owjlsDU4/TZ3sx7BCqjI/AAAAAAAAAGo/fFXufIaV6Mw/s400/Photo%2B7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592886654663830066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;   This is my best friend/ Sister. She is my #2. I love her so much. At times she can be annoying and play around to much but I still love her to death. She's fun and real and you can rely on her at anytime. She's the best person you can ever meet. She always be so active that she would even grab you to do what she wants to do. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH BREANNA TAFORO. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-154017511468882321?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/154017511468882321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-is-my-best-friend-sister.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/154017511468882321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/154017511468882321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-is-my-best-friend-sister.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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/-cI4owjlsDU4/TZ3sx7BCqjI/AAAAAAAAAGo/fFXufIaV6Mw/s72-c/Photo%2B7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218518937882617838.post-3552008904945138069</id><published>2011-04-07T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T09:49:16.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Umm excuse me,  I don't think so. I don't know who you think you are to be asking me this but you ain't getting nothing from me. I'm not gonna let some pervert ask me to see a nude picture of me just because you feel like it OK. So you better not talk to me and leave me the Heck alone because if you don't I will call the cops on you. You are one fresh dirty man you know that. Don't ever try to contact me ever again you Pervert. Also if you think I'm crazy enough to do that well you got that information wrong because you are not gonna see anything of me ever again. SO GOOD BYE YOU LOOSER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-3552008904945138069?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/3552008904945138069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/04/sexting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/3552008904945138069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/3552008904945138069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/04/sexting.html' title='Sexting'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-495550000242493499</id><published>2011-03-28T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T06:48:38.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Detention Center</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 18px; font-family:Tahoma;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) Describe with as much detail as possible, what the detention centers are like (i.e., the bathrooms, medical facilities, cells, solitary confinement, etc.)The bathrooms are dirty. When you eat that is the smell that you smell all the time. The bathroom is next to the dinning room and cafeteria. The cells are old and rotten and dirty too. The beds are uncomfortable. The cells are like a person trapped in a box. The medical facilities are horrible. They barely have much to provide to help people when they are ill. Also the cafeteria has barely food to give to people. People wait for hours to just get the amount of food they receive. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) How did playing this game make you feel?This game made me feel sorry the way the people have to live. They have poor detention centers. I felt bad for the people. The way they are treated. The detention center barely have much to provide for them to survive. They don't help at all. It makes me think twice about the way people live now a days. Have to be taken from their families. Also away from their homes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) What do you think the Unites States should do differently with their immigrants?They should provide them with a better place to be. And also provide more for them. Even though they are immigrants it still shouldn't change for them. They should provide them more amount of food. And a more comfortable place to live at. And for their medical facilities they should have more medicine and more material to cure illness. Also they should give more privacy for men and women to either take a shower or to use the bathroom. And should take care of the way they treat the people there.&lt;/p&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/3218518937882617838-495550000242493499?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/495550000242493499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/03/detention-center.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/495550000242493499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/495550000242493499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/03/detention-center.html' title='Detention Center'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-2214570829843960850</id><published>2011-03-25T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T09:03:12.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;in school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;not knowing what to do i'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;feeling so bored just staring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;into space so many things to think about all at once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;wondering if i do the right or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; wrong things feeling like something would happen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;to me at anytime my mind will be all over the place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; i feel like i'm about to explode at anytime so confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; about life wishing everything to be just easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; and normal why when you want something you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; can't always get it i feel like everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; is so complicated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;UGHH!!! i hate life so much there's only a few things that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i like about life which is my friends guy friend and family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;they are the only people that keeps me living in this world:)&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/3218518937882617838-2214570829843960850?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/2214570829843960850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/2214570829843960850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/2214570829843960850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-school.html' title='In School'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-7087053864981320293</id><published>2011-02-18T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T09:03:07.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Havin A Blast</title><content type='html'>I'm So much Fun WIth My Friends&lt;div&gt;We're having so much fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like fun FRIDAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this day so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ntn Can ruin this day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm having such a blast like it's mad hilarious &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Making all my friends laugh so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There even having fun!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE THIS DAY S MUCH LIKE SO SERIOUS!!!! :):):):):):):):)):):))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-7087053864981320293?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/7087053864981320293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/02/havin-blast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/7087053864981320293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/7087053864981320293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/02/havin-blast.html' title='Havin A Blast'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-4679873207684023511</id><published>2011-02-14T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T12:17:39.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Love</title><content type='html'>Are we in love or are we not&lt;div&gt;You told me once but I forgot &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So tell me now, and tell me true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I can say I really love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if a cute guy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comes up to me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will say I am not free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll come up to you, to give you a kiss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then I'll prove our love is TRUE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-3218518937882617838.post-5199148694933150228</id><published>2011-01-31T06:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T06:41:52.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flower Tank #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="'http://scratch.mit.edu/projects/SPonce188/1568757'"&gt;&lt;img src="'http://scratch.mit.edu/static/projects/SPonce188/1568757_med.png'" width="'425'" height="'319'" alt="'Scratch" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-5199148694933150228?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/5199148694933150228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Flower Bomb</title><content type='html'>&lt;applet id="'ProjectApplet'" style="'display:block'" code="'ScratchApplet'" codebase="'http://scratch.mit.edu/static/misc'" archive="'ScratchApplet.jar'" height="'387'" width="'482'"&gt;&lt;param name="'project'" value="'../../static/projects/SPonce188/1548502.sb'"&gt;&lt;/applet&gt; &lt;a href="'http://scratch.mit.edu/projects/SPonce188/1548502'"&gt;Learn more about this project&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-7396232801794074938?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/7396232801794074938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/01/flower-bomb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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"&gt;&lt;p&gt;When do people have the right to privacy (list at least 3 examples)?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.)In My room&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.)The bathroom&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.)And in my personal things&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When do people give up the right to privacy?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The living room, The Kitchen, In School, and Outsiide&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Write about a time your privacy was violated.  How did it feel?  Did that person have a right to do it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I was in my room I was changing  and my brother wanted to come in so I had to run to the door and slam it because I needed to change and I didn't want him to come.&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/3218518937882617838-8646851152134227094?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/8646851152134227094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/01/privacy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/8646851152134227094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/8646851152134227094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/01/privacy.html' title='Privacy'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-3720078585153026751</id><published>2011-01-14T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:05:39.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate Feeling Sick!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Hate feeling sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I hate to be sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Feeling sick sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I can barely move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I always I have to sit down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I'm not  a fan of sitting down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I can barely play sports now at after school and lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I feel like the end of the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I wish I wasn't sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I wish I was sick free &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But no I got to be sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I feel like a looser when I'm sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I can barely think straight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I'm so tired&lt;br /&gt;I can barely Breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I feel like just drinking a whole bottle of medicine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I just want to go to sleep until I feel better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I HATE BEING SICK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-3720078585153026751?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/3720078585153026751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/01/hate-feeling-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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src="http://scratch.mit.edu/static/projects/SPonce188/1532906_med.png" alt="Scratch Project" height="319" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-7077868638936172301?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/7077868638936172301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/01/scratch-project.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/7077868638936172301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/7077868638936172301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2011/01/scratch-project.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-7452501887892007578</id><published>2010-12-29T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T09:07:19.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As The Days Pass</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;As the days pass I'm growing up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;My body is changing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm changing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Everything is changing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Everybody in the world is changing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;We all change &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;We don't stay the same forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;As the days pass someones personality is changing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Or their act is changing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Everyone always thinks about how they would act in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Future, well the future is coming to you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Some people change to be a better person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;or just change to be the worst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Everyone has their own act whether you like it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;or not, it's their decision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Sometimes you can't trust everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;only certain people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;If your a type of person that has issues with others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Well you need to change that for sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Everyone has a time to change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;including myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;We have to make a better person of ourselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;We have to show others that we are as better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;as others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;That NO ONE'S PERFECT IN THE WORLD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-7452501887892007578?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/7452501887892007578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/12/as-days-pass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/7452501887892007578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/7452501887892007578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/12/as-days-pass.html' title='As The Days Pass'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-4783612006206712028</id><published>2010-12-23T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T09:49:03.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sending Love To You:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6r9C1NUrLo/TROLfA35uyI/AAAAAAAAAGE/rLunyMtpwjM/s1600/showing-some-love-114.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6r9C1NUrLo/TROLfA35uyI/AAAAAAAAAGE/rLunyMtpwjM/s400/showing-some-love-114.gif" 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You:)'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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/_V6r9C1NUrLo/TROLfA35uyI/AAAAAAAAAGE/rLunyMtpwjM/s72-c/showing-some-love-114.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218518937882617838.post-4072366707397948470</id><published>2010-12-22T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T11:37:40.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving Someone</title><content type='html'>if you love someone then show it. don't just have them hanging there alone. if they try to talk to you talk back don't just let them talk by themselves. and if they come up to you do something. don't just stare at them. don't let other person do all the work. you have to share your part of love too. make it fair for each other. if you don't do all of this it means you don't like them or you don't even care. so if you don't, don't even bother loving them or even be with them. just don't even try to get near them. people feel like this these days. and if they do that's not right. you are just making yourself look like a jerk and a looser. like a straight up flat leaver. if you have no interest don't even think about getting closer. just leave. don't make their life even more miserable then you already put it like. if you love someone go to them. talk to them. do something. i hate when people leave you there. making them feel like a stranger when your around them. make them feel better when their not in the mood. make them feel good about themselves. put a smile on their face. i hate when you leave me like i'm not even important to you anymore. if i'm not just say it don't just have me wondering what the hec to do. say something. don't keep it on the down low. why can't you treat them like you treat your friends just with love. act like you care. show them that you love them. i just can't stand people like that. you make other people that you supposedly "LOVE"feel like their not worth it anymore to you. i don't understand people. you like them so much when your friends. you show them all the love but then when your together you don't even pay attention. i swear why do you act like that. like i don't understand PEOPLE. gosh make up your mind. you either be with them or just leave them and never come back :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-4072366707397948470?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/4072366707397948470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/290717860563246326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-feeling.html' title='I&apos;m Feeling....'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-6582881325211617340</id><published>2010-11-13T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T18:20:31.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate Being Shy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hate being shy around other people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why can't I be a normal person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I always have to hide everything that I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Why is it so hard to not be shy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; People may think I'm weird cuz I don't say what I want to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; But at least other people can understand what I mean cuz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; sometimes I would just tell them to do it for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is why you are getting asked so many questions by my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; It's because I'm so shy to just tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I want to be unshy and tell you anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I always wanted to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-6582881325211617340?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/6582881325211617340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-hate-being-shy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/6582881325211617340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/6582881325211617340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-hate-being-shy.html' title='I Hate Being Shy'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-6301486872043719080</id><published>2010-11-13T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T11:19:28.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Isn't Easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;LIFE ISN'T EASY NOW A DAYS. PEOPLE NOW A DAYS ARE SUFFERING FROM ALL THESE SICKNESS AND ALL THIS FIGHTING AND GANGS. WHY CAN'T THE WORLD BE AT PEACE WHY CAN'T PEOPLE JUST LEAVE US ALONE. NO ONE SAID THAT LIFE WAS GOING TO BE EASY. THIS IS WHY PEOPLE START COMMITING SUICIDE AND ALL THESE TYPE OF THINGS. I WOULD DO THE SAME THING. IF I WOULD OF NOT CARED ANYMORE I WOULDN'T EVEN BE HERE. BUT I PREFER TO STAY ALIVE AND DO SOMETHING. BUT IT'S NOT FAIR TO KIDS OUR AGE HAVE TO SEE OTHER KIDS GET ABUSED OR GET RAPPED OR EVEN KILLED. WHY CAN'T PEOPLE JUST DO SOMETHING WITH THEIR LIVES INSTEAD OF TAKING IT OUT ON OTHER PEOPLE. JUST CHANGE THE WAY YOU ARE. JUST BE A BETTER PERSON. EVERYTIME I TURN ON THE NEWS THERE'S ALWAYS SOMETHING WRONG HAPPENING. IT'S ALWAYS ABOUT SOMEONE GETTING SHOT OR SOMEONE GOT ROBBED.UGHH I JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND PEOPLE NOW THESE DAYS.JUST GET A LIFE FOR YOURSELF AND LEAVE PEOPLE ALONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-6301486872043719080?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/6301486872043719080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/11/life-isnt-easy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/6301486872043719080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/6301486872043719080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/11/life-isnt-easy.html' title='Life Isn&apos;t Easy'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-3390448653360928096</id><published>2010-11-13T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T11:34:39.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Want To Express Myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I don't know what to do when your not there. When I see you there my heart pounds a million times. When I see you I don't know if I should smile or just look at you then walk away. I'm not a type of girl that say's everything off her mind. Sometimes I just have to say everything to myself or just write it down. I always wanted to tell you how I feel. I always wanted to be able to tell you everything that I say about you but in a (Good Way). I know I want to be able to express myelf to everyone. It's just so difficult. I feel like if I say something that it might come out the wrong way. Or maybe sometimes I just don't know what to say. I'm sorry to everyone that I couldn't say everything I wanted to say to you guys but it's that I just don't know how or why. Just cuz I don't say anything to you it doesn't me that I don't like you cuz trust me if I wasn't so shy I would of told everyone everything. I just want to be able to express myself to anyone especially you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-3390448653360928096?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/3390448653360928096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/11/want-to-express-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/3390448653360928096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/3390448653360928096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/11/want-to-express-myself.html' title='Want To Express Myself'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-7674105284974985267</id><published>2010-11-13T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T10:47:23.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I need you now. I need you then. Your the only one that I can rely on. You are the best thing that ever happened to me. I always like being around you. I always like seeing you smile and laugh. Everytime I see you, your always the one to light up my day. I don't know what I would do if I never met you. Your a type of person who has a sense of humor and a personalilty that no one else has. I feel lonely when your not there. And when you are I feel like the cold weather just turned into summer. I'm so happy now a days when I see. Your always the person who makes me laugh and smile. You are everything to me. I know I don't say that often cuz I'm shy and you know that. But you should always know that I will always be there when you need me to. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-7674105284974985267?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/7674105284974985267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-need-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/7674105284974985267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/7674105284974985267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-need-you.html' title='I Need You'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-7909269556530049123</id><published>2010-10-25T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T18:39:19.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Made In L.A Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;1. 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?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Yes because they work really hard to be in the state also they work hard to make clothes in the state and for the stores. They should become permanet there. They belong there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;2. Describe a moment in from parts 1, 2, or 3 of this movie that you found particularly memorable? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;In the first part i remeber is when they were talking about that their first job was sewing because that was the first job that popped up that you wouldn't need any papers. The second part that i remeber is when they started to protest and start making signs and walking in the streets to show people what they are going threw. The third part is that they continue to protest and then they started to quit because no one was listening and not caring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&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?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I would tell them not to give up. That if you would give up all your things you have been saying won't matter anymore and you would just throw it all away. That you should never give up your hopes to anything. We have been doing this for 3 years now and we are not going to give up. We work to hard to be paid the amount we get now. We are not giving up because some little things that happen to us. We are going to continue until we are served with respect from people who wear our work and who sell them to. Never give up on those you believe in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-7909269556530049123?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/7909269556530049123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/10/made-in-la-part-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/7909269556530049123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/7909269556530049123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/10/made-in-la-part-3.html' title='Made In L.A Part 3'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-886032701028763938</id><published>2010-10-21T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T18:39:53.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'></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 style="color:#000000;"&gt;1.  Who does Forever 21 blame for the sweatshops?  Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I would blame Mr.Lahana because he was the one you paid the contractor $10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2.  What’s wrong with Forever 21′s argument?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The problem is that they aren't making enough money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3.  Why do the workers continue to protest even if it means they might lose their jobs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Because they know they are not making a lot of money and they know it's not fair&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/3218518937882617838-886032701028763938?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/886032701028763938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/10/1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/886032701028763938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/886032701028763938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/10/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-5421159548559230852</id><published>2010-10-18T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T18:40:51.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Made In L.A!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 15px;font-family:Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; &lt;p&gt;1. How is the life of sweatsh&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;op workers in L.A. the same as those in Indonesia? How is it different?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;The way it is the same in Indonesia is that they both work more hours and make less amount of money. Also they both suffer from the jobs that they have.Also they are not able to spend time with their kids or family as much as they are supposed to do. The difference they have is that in L.A you have a house of your own and in Indonesia you have to share with other people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&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? They don't have enough to be there or they don't have the right education to afford it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;3. Predict what’s going to happen by the end of this movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Probably they are going to make a parade saying that we deserve better and need to pay a better amount and go into debate with them.&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/3218518937882617838-5421159548559230852?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/5421159548559230852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/10/made-in-la.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/5421159548559230852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/5421159548559230852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/10/made-in-la.html' title='Made In L.A!!!'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-6842167035657877104</id><published>2010-10-07T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T10:05:50.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NO FAIR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;I'm sad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;I'm mad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;I can't take it no more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;I can't believe that other people make more money then me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;When i'm the one that should succeed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;I'm the one who makes them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;Next thing you know you make more money then me by just wearin them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;That ain't fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;Give me some respect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;I deserve the BEST!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;I'the one that lives in a rat hole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;I'm over here have to share with other people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;Not you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;I'm the one that got a bathroom so small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;That it be coming out in the lake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;Man the smell that I can't even take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;I can't support this no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;Man I'm getting bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;That's it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;It's over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;No more game time!!!!&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/3218518937882617838-6842167035657877104?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/6842167035657877104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/10/no-fair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/6842167035657877104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/6842167035657877104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/10/no-fair.html' title='NO FAIR'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-382798220225955633</id><published>2010-10-07T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T06:41:45.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind The Swoosh Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;font-family:Tahoma,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;"  &gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1.  How much do Nike workers make in Indonesia each day?  How many hours a day do they work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I think they make $1.25 each day and they work 15 hours a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2.  What is life like for Indonesian Nike workers at home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's hard long and it's complicated for then to live a lifestyle like that. Not being able to see your kids it's sad to see how they live. They live in little places sharing it with other families. Their bath is outside. They have to share with 10 other different families. I mean it's nasty to have to share with other people and not have your own privacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3.  Why won’t Nike talk to Jim or Leslie or let them visit the shoe factory?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;They won't let them in or talk because the headquarters think that they are trying to get a way in to do something bad to their company.&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/3218518937882617838-382798220225955633?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/382798220225955633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/10/behind-swoosh_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/382798220225955633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/382798220225955633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/10/behind-swoosh_07.html' title='Behind The Swoosh Part 2'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-3762158850445174547</id><published>2010-10-04T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T06:45:49.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind The Swoosh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;1.  What does it mean to “make a decent living”?  What should you be able to afford to buy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;You should be able to afford a nice house a car to drive around some clothes shoes and food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;2.  Where do your sneakers come from?  Who makes them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;They came from a workshop in Tangerang,Indonesia where these people was making it from these machines that made the fabric and the bottom of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;3.  What is a sweatshop (take a guess, even if you have no idea)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;A sweat shop is a shop where they make nike shoes.&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/3218518937882617838-3762158850445174547?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/3762158850445174547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/10/behind-swoosh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/3762158850445174547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/3762158850445174547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/10/behind-swoosh.html' title='Behind The Swoosh'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-2032907723286073833</id><published>2010-10-04T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T06:32:39.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;1.  What does it mean to “make a decent living”?  What should you be able to afford to buy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;What you should be able to buy is a car, house, clothes, shoes. jewelry and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;2.  Where do your sneakers come from?  Who makes them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;I have no idea where sneakers come from or who made them but i think that sneakers are made from a whole another country and I know that people made sneakers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;3.  What is a sweatshop (take a guess, even if you have no idea)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;A sweat shop is a shop that sell sweat pants or have a lot of sweat there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/3218518937882617838-2032907723286073833?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/2032907723286073833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/10/questions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/2032907723286073833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/2032907723286073833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/10/questions.html' title='Questions?????'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-4425246641935631412</id><published>2010-09-24T09:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T09:00:49.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;it's a picture of me that i drew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;applet id="'ProjectApplet'" style="'display:block'" code="'ScratchApplet'" codebase="'http://scratch.mit.edu/static/misc'" archive="'ScratchApplet.jar'" height="'387'" width="'482'"&gt;&lt;param name="'project'" value="'../../static/projects/SPonce188/1315022.sb'"&gt;&lt;/applet&gt; &lt;a href="'http://scratch.mit.edu/projects/SPonce188/1315022'"&gt;Learn more about this project&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-4425246641935631412?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/4425246641935631412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-picture-of-me-that-i-drew-learn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/4425246641935631412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/4425246641935631412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-picture-of-me-that-i-drew-learn.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-6726473132615382836</id><published>2010-09-22T11:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T11:38:20.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://scratch.mit.edu/projects/SPonce188/1312171"&gt;&lt;img src="http://scratch.mit.edu/static/projects/SPonce188/1312171_med.png" width="425" height="319" alt="Scratch Project" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); "&gt;, you'll find my fishbowl. The toughest part of the project was figuring out how to get the fish to face the direction I wanted. I'm proud of the fact that I learned the shortcut for putting code from one sprite onto another (Just drag the code onto the other sprite's icon.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-6726473132615382836?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/6726473132615382836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/09/above-youll-find-my-fishbowl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/6726473132615382836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/6726473132615382836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/09/above-youll-find-my-fishbowl.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-345042455006902076</id><published>2010-09-13T06:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T09:41:51.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TWO TRUES ONE LIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6r9C1NUrLo/TI4tRcE3x3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/y2mSDZ2JCQU/s1600/3115058313_5751acf659_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 172px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6r9C1NUrLo/TI4tRcE3x3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/y2mSDZ2JCQU/s200/3115058313_5751acf659_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516396371193087858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6r9C1NUrLo/TI4sfwhN_mI/AAAAAAAAAEw/uKEN7SWAi3U/s1600/images-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6r9C1NUrLo/TI4sfwhN_mI/AAAAAAAAAEw/uKEN7SWAi3U/s200/images-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516395517687234146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6r9C1NUrLo/TI4r_hdH6kI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lPWzHGp0ib0/s1600/540224980_ff4a5cc3f0_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6r9C1NUrLo/TI4r_hdH6kI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lPWzHGp0ib0/s200/540224980_ff4a5cc3f0_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516394963887712834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;ON THE WAY TO SCHOOL I SAW A RAT  GET RAN OVER BY A BIKE.                      MY LITTLE SISTER KNOWS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;                                                           HOW TO TALK. SHE EVEN KNOWS HOW TO SAY EVERYBODY'S NAME IN THE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;                                                                FAMILY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;MY BIRTHDAY IS NEXT WEEK.I'M TURNING TWEVLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&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/3218518937882617838-345042455006902076?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/345042455006902076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/09/two-trues-one-lie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/345042455006902076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/345042455006902076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/09/two-trues-one-lie.html' title='TWO TRUES ONE LIE'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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/_V6r9C1NUrLo/TI4tRcE3x3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/y2mSDZ2JCQU/s72-c/3115058313_5751acf659_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218518937882617838.post-3147893886531556600</id><published>2010-08-12T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T18:15:06.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Is Coming!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;OH MII GOSH SKEWL IS COMING NOW. I FEEL LIKE THIS SUMMA WENT BY SO FAST I FEEL LIKE I HAD ONLY LIKE A MONTH OF VACATION.THIS YEAR WENT BY FAST,BUT ALL THE OTHER YEARS WENT BY FAST.WOW I MEAN I'M HAPPY BUT THEN I'M MAD BECAUSE I WAN T TO GO TO SKWEL CUZ MY MOM GAVE BIRTH ON AUGUST 4TH WHEN REALLY SHE WAS TO REALLY GIVE BIRTH ON JULY 28 BUT SHE WENT AHEAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SO NOW I ALREADY WENT SHOPPING FOR MII CLOTHES AND MII JEWLERY AND SHOES I'M ALSO GUNNA GET MII HAIR INTO LAYERS AND GETTIN BANGS.BUT I MEAN I BEEN HAD BUT NOW THEY ARE GUNNA BE IN THE FRONT I THINK IF THEY LOOK NICE.BUT CAN'T WAIT :):(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-3147893886531556600?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/3147893886531556600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/08/school-is-coming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/3147893886531556600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/3147893886531556600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/08/school-is-coming.html' title='School Is Coming!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-5541387088695378407</id><published>2010-06-16T08:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T09:26:22.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten Healthy Meals To Eat</title><content type='html'>10 Healthy meals to eat is&lt;div&gt;1st salad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd yogurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd soup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4th rice with chicken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5th eggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6th pancakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7th fruits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8th veggies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9th frozen yogurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and tenth of all is chicken soup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-5541387088695378407?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/5541387088695378407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/06/ten-healthy-meals-to-eat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/5541387088695378407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/5541387088695378407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/06/ten-healthy-meals-to-eat.html' title='Ten Healthy Meals To Eat'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-3828231275834206609</id><published>2010-05-19T09:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T09:10:29.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY I LOVE FALL</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;     &lt;p&gt;     Yesterday &lt;span class="entry"&gt;Susana&lt;/span&gt; and I went for a &lt;span class="entry"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; fall walk.  It was getting colder, so we had to put on our woolly &lt;span class="entry"&gt;Skinny Jeans&lt;/span&gt; and sweaters.     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;     Halfway down the block, we saw the &lt;span class="entry"&gt;Sanchez&lt;/span&gt; family out in their yard. The &lt;span class="entry"&gt;Sanchez&lt;/span&gt; children were raking big piles of &lt;span class="entry"&gt;School&lt;/span&gt; and leaping into them. Mrs. &lt;span class="entry"&gt;Sanchez&lt;/span&gt; was planting &lt;span class="entry"&gt;balloons&lt;/span&gt; bulbs so she would have beautiful &lt;span class="entry"&gt;balloons&lt;/span&gt; flowers in the spring.     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;     “Fall is in the air,” &lt;span class="entry"&gt;Susana&lt;/span&gt; said. “Soon the days will be getting more &lt;span class="entry"&gt;Crazy&lt;/span&gt;.”     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;     We walked down &lt;span class="entry"&gt;Ponce De Leon&lt;/span&gt; Street admiring the &lt;span class="entry"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="entry"&gt;Orange&lt;/span&gt; leaves.  Overhead, &lt;span class="entry"&gt;Chips&lt;/span&gt; were flying south for the winter. Two &lt;span class="entry"&gt;Puppy&lt;/span&gt; scampered by, hiding acorns in a tree for the winter.    &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;      “That makes me hungry,” said &lt;span class="entry"&gt;Susana&lt;/span&gt;. “Maybe we should go pick some nice round red &lt;span class="entry"&gt;Sarai&lt;/span&gt; and bake them in a pie.”    &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;     “&lt;span class="entry"&gt;I AM SO HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;!” I said. “That sounds &lt;span class="entry"&gt;Awesome&lt;/span&gt;.”    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-3828231275834206609?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/3828231275834206609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/05/why-i-love-fall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/3828231275834206609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/3828231275834206609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/05/why-i-love-fall.html' title='WHY I LOVE FALL'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-1956070305419811340</id><published>2010-04-28T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T09:41:44.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) How many calories did your McDonald’s meals add up to?  How much  fat? MY CALORIES ADDED UP TO 1230.MY FAT IS 61.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2) Look at the chart below.  Did your McDonald’s meal add up to more calories and fat than is recommended for your age?  If so, how much more? NO MY RESULT IS 1230 CALORIES AND 61 GRANS OF FAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.teenweightwise.com/smart_food_choices/food_labels.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.island188.org/images/daily%20amounts.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3) Did the results surprise you? Why or why not?NO BECAUSE I NO I EAT GOOD AND HEALTHY IM NOT THAT FAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-1956070305419811340?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/1956070305419811340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/04/1-how-many-calories-did-your-mcdonalds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/1956070305419811340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/1956070305419811340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/04/1-how-many-calories-did-your-mcdonalds.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-8191940300749923</id><published>2010-04-28T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T09:16:37.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1. Do you think consumers (people who buy things) have the right to sue McDonalds for selling  unhealthy food? Why or why not?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ANSWERS: YES THE CUSTOMERS HAVE THE RIGHT TO SUE  THE B*****D'S BECAUSE IT'S MAKING PEOPLE SICK. IT IS ALSO MAKING PEOPLE BLOOD PRESSURE GO HIGH THAT IT CAN REACH THEM TO GOING IN PAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;2. McDonalds is the largest owner of private playgrounds in the world. What other ways  does McDonalds use to market their food to children?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ANSWERS: THEY ALSO PUT TOYS FOR THE KIDS CAN GET THE KIDS MEAL. ALSO WITH THE DESIGNS ON THE BOXES IT MAKES IT MORE SPECIAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;3.  How many calories do you think a healthy kid should eat in a day  (click &lt;a title="find out about calories" href="http://kidshealth.org/kid/stay_healthy/food/calorie.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for a clue)?  According to the movie, how many  calories are in a Super Size fries?  How about a Double Gulp soda?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ANSWER: FOR THE SUPER SIZE FRIES IT EQUALS 6OO CALORIES AND THE DOUBLE GULP EQUALS TO 6 TO 8OO CALORIES IT DEPENDS ON HOW MUCH ICE YOU PUT IN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-8191940300749923?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/8191940300749923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/04/1_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/8191940300749923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/8191940300749923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/04/1_28.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-8422555461136648383</id><published>2010-04-23T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T06:53:52.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LUVIN SKEWL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#000099;"&gt;LUVIN SKEWL SO MUCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;color:#000099;"&gt;IT'S A DREAM 2 ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;color:#000099;"&gt;I HAVE EVERYTHING I ALWAYS DREAMED OF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;color:#000099;"&gt;(WELL MAYBE NOT EVERYTHING BUT SOME:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;color:#000099;"&gt;IT'S LIKE A ANGEL CAME BY AND TOOK ME TO HEAVEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;color:#000099;"&gt;WELL CAN'T WAIT TO SEE HOW THE DAY TURNS OUT TO BE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;color:#000099;"&gt;HOPE SOMEONE COME TO AFTERSKEWL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;color:#000099;"&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/3218518937882617838-8422555461136648383?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/8422555461136648383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/04/luvin-skewl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/8422555461136648383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/8422555461136648383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/04/luvin-skewl.html' title='LUVIN SKEWL'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-3426366416622310245</id><published>2010-04-21T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T09:25:34.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;1. How many times a week do you eat at McDonalds or other fast food restaurants? Do you ever think about whether what you are eating is healthy? Why or why not? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;I eat McDonalds maybe about every 5 weeks but 3 times a month. I don't really  care  if I'm eating healthy or not because I don't really gain weight at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;2. What do you predict will happen to Morgan’s health at the end of the month? Do you think he will remain in perfect health?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;No he won't because in McDonalds their food is very greasy and it has a lot of juice into it and it's not healthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;3. In one scene there is a shot of a McDonalds inside of a hospital. What do you think about that? Do you find it normal, funny, strange, or sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;It's strange because people in the hospital can be sick and they can get even more sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;*B O N U S*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;What does “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="organic definition" href="http://www.organics.org/kc_organic_food.php" target="_blank" style="position: relative; text-decoration: none; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(134, 133, 133); background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(244, 240, 219); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;organic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;” mean?  What does “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Vegan definition" href="http://www.wordcentral.com/cgi-bin/student?book=Student&amp;amp;va=vegan" target="_blank" style="position: relative; text-decoration: none; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(134, 133, 133); background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(244, 240, 219); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;vegan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;” mean (use your own words)? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Organic means to eat healthy or something healthy. Vegan is a person who always cook healthy meals.&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/3218518937882617838-3426366416622310245?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/3426366416622310245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/04/1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/3426366416622310245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/3426366416622310245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/04/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-2489574981472427952</id><published>2010-04-14T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T09:50:09.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed wmode="opaque" src="http://static.ning.com/socialnetworkmain/widgets/video/flvplayer/flvplayer.swf?v=201004131104" flashvars="config=http%3A%2F%2Ftechbrarian.ning.com%2Fvideo%2Fvideo%2FshowPlayerConfig%3Fid%3D2523916%253AVideo%253A1041%26ck%3D-&amp;amp;video_smoothing=on&amp;amp;autoplay=off&amp;amp;isEmbedCode=1" width="456" height="344" bgcolor="#181818" scale="noscale" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://techbrarian.ning.com/video/video"&gt;Find more videos like this on &lt;em&gt;Techbrarian&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-2489574981472427952?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/2489574981472427952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/04/find-more-videos-like-this-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/2489574981472427952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/2489574981472427952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/04/find-more-videos-like-this-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-1889988366724702934</id><published>2010-03-24T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T09:39:06.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;1. How are dairy farms different from dairy factories? Dairy farms are different from dairy factories because in dairy farms they have it fresh and in dairy factories they have it all contaminated  .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is RBGH and what does it do? It builds up their body  inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;3. What is the milk replacer fed to calves (baby cows) made out of? Why is this bad (besides just being gross)?They are feeding the new born cows blood and it is really filled with bacteria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;4. Can you do anything to make a difference as a consumer (someone who buys things)? I would buy them a new area to be leaving now and have healthier food for them to eat and live.&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/3218518937882617838-1889988366724702934?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/1889988366724702934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/03/1_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/1889988366724702934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/1889988366724702934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/03/1_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-5801090142861509169</id><published>2010-03-24T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T09:17:23.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. How do &lt;a href="http://www.themeatrix.com/learn/" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); position: relative; text-decoration: none; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(134, 133, 133); background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(244, 240, 219); background-position: initial initial; "&gt;factory farms&lt;/a&gt; treat animals differently than family farms?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the factory farms they put bacteria in their food. In the family farm they treat you with love and care and keep you healthy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Why are animals fed &lt;a href="http://www.themeatrix.com/learn/" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); position: relative; text-decoration: none; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(134, 133, 133); background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(244, 240, 219); background-position: initial initial; "&gt;antibiotics&lt;/a&gt; in factory farms and why is this dangerous? It is dangerous because in the factory farms can kill you and other places are more cleaner.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. What happens to animal &lt;a href="http://www.themeatrix.com/learn/" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); position: relative; text-decoration: none; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(134, 133, 133); background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(244, 240, 219); background-position: initial initial; "&gt;excrement&lt;/a&gt; (poop) in factory farms? What happen is that they get contaminated and they can die with all the bacteria they get.&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/3218518937882617838-5801090142861509169?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/5801090142861509169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/03/1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/5801090142861509169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/5801090142861509169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/03/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-5435675660955007978</id><published>2010-03-10T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T09:36:58.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sivillian</title><content type='html'>My sisvillian is jillian. I switched my hair with jillian and put it on her. So there is another of me but betta.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6r9C1NUrLo/S5fXbCPiizI/AAAAAAAAAEE/HajxBwbGmBc/s1600-h/Sivillian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6r9C1NUrLo/S5fXbCPiizI/AAAAAAAAAEE/HajxBwbGmBc/s320/Sivillian.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447059133786393394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-5435675660955007978?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/5435675660955007978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/03/sivillian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/5435675660955007978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/5435675660955007978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/03/sivillian.html' title='Sivillian'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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/_V6r9C1NUrLo/S5fXbCPiizI/AAAAAAAAAEE/HajxBwbGmBc/s72-c/Sivillian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218518937882617838.post-5640976370966303019</id><published>2010-03-09T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T06:52:19.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piercing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 18px; font-family:Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1.  What were the most interesting parts in this documentary?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The belly piece and the ear piece as always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;2.  Name at least three reasons why people get pierces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;They think It makes them cool. They also think It's makes them look tough. Also to make them look big and strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;3. Do different pierces say different things about people?  For example, does having your ears pierced say something different then having an eyebrow ring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yes It does a whole lot because on your ear it is normal. But on your eyebrow it makes you look weird and dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;4.  Is there such a thing as too many pierces?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yes there is since having so many pierces it can damage your body.Also people may think your weird and crazy with how you look like. So other people may think of you differently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&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/3218518937882617838-5640976370966303019?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/5640976370966303019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/03/piercing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/5640976370966303019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/5640976370966303019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/03/piercing.html' title='Piercing'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-2325320651560734386</id><published>2010-02-24T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T09:24:20.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighting On Myspace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I was watching this video and its about these High School girls fighting about what they wrote on myspace to each other. What I notice was that on myspace you act different then you do in person because when you are on myspace you are writing it to each other but when you are up to each others face because you are telling it to them which starts drama and when you are on the computer you act more calmer then you do in person. So I learned a different way people act on computer then to each other.So I know that people are different in other places then they are in person. So it's a total difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218518937882617838-2325320651560734386?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/2325320651560734386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/02/fighting-on-myspace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/2325320651560734386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/2325320651560734386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/02/fighting-on-myspace.html' title='Fighting On Myspace'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-2307699808484245696</id><published>2010-02-24T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T09:02:23.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicted To Games</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 18px; font-family:Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;1. Why do you think someone becomes addicted to gaming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Since they see the game is fun they want to continue playing and never stop playing it at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;2. Make up a list called  “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;5 ways to tell that you’re addicted to Gaming”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;1)You wont stop playing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;2)you will be awake all day and night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;3)you wouldn't move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;4)You will not pay attention to others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;5)and i don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/3218518937882617838-2307699808484245696?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/2307699808484245696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/02/addicted-to-games.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/2307699808484245696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/2307699808484245696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/02/addicted-to-games.html' title='Addicted To Games'/><author><name>Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11150333014531490430</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-3218518937882617838.post-2042862015726884950</id><published>2010-02-23T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T06:47:24.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MA BESTIE FOR EVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;MA BESTIE FOR EVA IS JILLIAN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;SHE IS SUCH A COOL BEST FRIEND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;SHE IS FUNNY SMART AND SOMETIMES WIERD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;BUT WE LIKE TO PLAY AROUND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;YOU CAN TRUST HER WITH ANYTHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;SHE IS A FRIEND THAT YOU CAN NOT REGRET  FOR ANYTHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;SHE IS MA BESTIE FOR EVA AND ALWAYS WILL BE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;LUV YA JILLIAN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&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/3218518937882617838-2042862015726884950?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/2042862015726884950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>MA SISTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;BRITTANY IS MA SISTA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;SHE IS MA BEST FRIEND THAT PEOPLE CAN'T HAVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;SHE IS THE WORLD TO ME AS A SISTER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;I CAN TRUST HER WITH ANY TYPE OF THING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;I CAN TELL HER ANYTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;SHE IS A SECRET GIRL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;YOU CAN TELL HER ANYTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;MA BESTIE AND SISTA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;TO YOU BRITTANY. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&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/3218518937882617838-5119927992973379350?l=sponce188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/feeds/5119927992973379350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sponce188.blogspot.com/2010/02/ma-sister.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218518937882617838/posts/default/5119927992973379350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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