<?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-4214638401812588037</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:53:32.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRISTAL'S BLOG</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-1025996450146798394</id><published>2010-04-12T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T12:43:56.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why i have not been here!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The reason why I haven't been coming to your class  for a week is because I been really sick. I started out with a cold and then became a fever. I thought I would be getting better but it just seemed like it was getting worst each day. So I am sorry I have not been coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-1025996450146798394?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1025996450146798394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/04/why-i-have-not-been-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/1025996450146798394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/1025996450146798394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/04/why-i-have-not-been-here.html' title='Why i have not been here!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-3451394755737560794</id><published>2010-03-31T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T08:58:45.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>like and dislike</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I really like my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HEALTH&lt;/span&gt; class because I learned a lot of new things about our body, drugs and alcohol and a lot of other bad and good things that can happen to me if I make the wrong choice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dislike &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DRAWING CLASS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;because I am not really good at drawing things or coming up with my own. I have a hard time doing that and don't even know why if that's one of the easiest classes but its not made for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I also liked my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MATH&lt;/span&gt; class my junior and senior year at North Salem High School.  I think I had the nicest teacher which was Mr.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Snively&lt;/span&gt;. He is the best teacher for me those two years because he would always make math class fun for his students and  was always a teacher who was friendly. He seemed to get along with kids easily. He also would make fun of us if we had a nick name or something we go by and just made us laugh at his jokes or things he would say. I think he was one of my good teachers in that school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-3451394755737560794?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/3451394755737560794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/03/like-and-dislike.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/3451394755737560794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/3451394755737560794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/03/like-and-dislike.html' title='like and dislike'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-2471076511911403656</id><published>2010-03-18T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T09:55:00.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Opinion!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I think that Anne did want her diaries to be published.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't think she would of gotten mad or anything because what she went threw is something none of us can experience only unless you are a person who went through the same as she and her family did.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I think Anne would be happy and proud that her life story has made a lot of people all over the world read and admire what she went through and all the sad and happiness that she had with her family and friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I am glad her book was published because I like it and its really interesting to read and learn from and funny how you can relate to her story at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-2471076511911403656?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2471076511911403656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/03/opinion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/2471076511911403656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/2471076511911403656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/03/opinion.html' title='Opinion!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-2105854615659391560</id><published>2010-03-16T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T08:52:37.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT WOULD I DO!!</title><content type='html'>I honestly would not know what to do if I was transported in Amsterdam. I think I would be really scared just like Anne was if I was going through all the horrible things Anne and her family went through. But if I was there I think I would just get all my strength and bravery and just go through it and try to save myself and my family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-2105854615659391560?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2105854615659391560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-would-i-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/2105854615659391560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/2105854615659391560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-would-i-do.html' title='WHAT WOULD I DO!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-1829788165363205886</id><published>2010-03-10T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T08:37:14.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I think!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I think that Anne does have a point on what she says in the book about, "And whoever is happy will make others happy too." I think that if a person is happy it makes others be happy also because they are around a person who is happy and has a nice positive attitude. It also makes others have the same attitude. So I think she does have a point and it is true unless one person can be happy and the other is just having a bad day that not even a smile can change his negative day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-1829788165363205886?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1829788165363205886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-i-think_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/1829788165363205886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/1829788165363205886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-i-think_10.html' title='What I think!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-1411913023318292178</id><published>2010-03-04T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T08:32:24.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I think!!</title><content type='html'>I think that if I was in Anne's place and had to hide for that time I think I would do so to. The reasons why is because I would want to be safe and not get killed over something that is not my fault or something I had nothing to do in. I would also be really scared if I was in her shoes. I don't think I would change anything of what Anne did if I was in her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;situation&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-1411913023318292178?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1411913023318292178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-i-think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/1411913023318292178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/1411913023318292178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-i-think.html' title='What I think!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-1463373438378345723</id><published>2010-03-03T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T08:31:03.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LETTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dear Anne,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;           I am writing you this letter to you to suggest some advice. I think that would help you get along better with your mom and the Van Daans. I think that you should try and listen to them and try to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;understand there point of view even if you don't want to or not interested in listening to them. I think that makes you be a better person and also makes them like you for trying to help them and understand them more. I don't think you should hate or try to get them on your bad side because right now its about helping and being there for each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-1463373438378345723?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1463373438378345723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/03/letter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/1463373438378345723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/1463373438378345723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/03/letter.html' title='LETTER'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-3280421714822175189</id><published>2010-02-22T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T09:00:09.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anne's dad (Pim)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pim and Anne seem to get along really well. In the book it says that he is a lovely person to Anne. It seems like he relates more to her and understands her better then her mom because he does not judge her and tries to give her advice. It seems like to me that Anne is more comfortable being around her dad than anyone else. Pim is also a person who cares about other people other than his family.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-3280421714822175189?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/3280421714822175189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/annes-dad-pim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/3280421714822175189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/3280421714822175189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/annes-dad-pim.html' title='Anne&apos;s dad (Pim)'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-3158758673542738572</id><published>2010-02-11T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T08:47:12.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;On Valentine's Day me and my boyfriend are planning on going to the coast and stay the night at a hotel along with some other friends. I am really excited for that day to come. I am also planning on making him a dinner myself and I think I am going to get him a bear and some chocolate since everyone loves chocolate. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I also want to spend sometime with my family and nieces and all of them since its a really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;caring&lt;/span&gt; and loving day. I plan to buy them all something to, at least just a little thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-3158758673542738572?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/3158758673542738572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/3158758673542738572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/3158758673542738572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines Day'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-4622748732806122243</id><published>2010-02-10T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T09:02:12.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anne's MOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anne's mom is a nice lady!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I read that she understands Anne and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;supports&lt;/span&gt; her and she also treats her like a baby still. I also read that her mom can be a bit of a person that can get fits alot when she is not in a good mood or not feeling to good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-4622748732806122243?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4622748732806122243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/annes-mom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/4622748732806122243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/4622748732806122243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/annes-mom.html' title='Anne&apos;s MOM'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-5467001112236952439</id><published>2010-01-28T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T08:22:58.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I think people helped Anne's family!!</title><content type='html'>I think that the people who lived around the Frank family helped them because If they where in there situation they would want help from other people to. I also think that they helped Anne's family because they must of been a nice family to all of them and have helped them out at some point to. I just think that they were a family that everyone liked around there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-5467001112236952439?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5467001112236952439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-i-think-people-helped-annes-family.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/5467001112236952439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/5467001112236952439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-i-think-people-helped-annes-family.html' title='Why I think people helped Anne&apos;s family!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-7125561037861620417</id><published>2010-01-26T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T09:02:20.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paragraph Anne Frank</title><content type='html'>I learned by reading about the story about Anne Frank that the only reason why people these days know about her is because of her diary that was then published in Dutch, the year 1947 by her father Otto Frank.&lt;br /&gt;The Holocaust museum represents a  powerful lesson in the fragility of freedom. Since their dedication to the museum in 1993, there has been nearly 30 billion visitors and more than 9 billion school children, and 85 heads of state. Nearly 90 percent of people that visit are not Jewish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-7125561037861620417?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7125561037861620417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/paragraph-anne-frank.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/7125561037861620417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/7125561037861620417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/paragraph-anne-frank.html' title='Paragraph Anne Frank'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-5780247553266000697</id><published>2010-01-19T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T08:38:19.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Halocaust!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have no idea what Holocaust is or means. I have never heard that word ever in my life until this day. I do want to know what it is or what it means.  I want to know if its a place or thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-5780247553266000697?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5780247553266000697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-is-halocaust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/5780247553266000697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/5780247553266000697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-is-halocaust.html' title='What is Halocaust!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-9091852524082074477</id><published>2010-01-07T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T08:50:57.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My times line!!</title><content type='html'>My name is Cristal Cervantes. I am now 19 years old. I'm attending Downtown Learning Center trying to finish my education and get my diploma.&lt;br /&gt;Once I am done graduating from Downtown Learning Center I want to keep going with my study and start at Chemeketa Community College. I plan to become a pre-school teacher and work with young kids.&lt;br /&gt;Once I have accomplished my career I plan to start working as a teacher part time.&lt;br /&gt;I plan to get married and have my first kid at 23 years old and be a house wife, but also keep going with my career as a teacher.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-9091852524082074477?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/9091852524082074477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-times-line.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/9091852524082074477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/9091852524082074477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-times-line.html' title='My times line!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-4981437432751395188</id><published>2010-01-04T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T08:47:07.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS AND NEW YEARS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Over my Christmas and New Years break was pretty fun. I got to hang out with my family and friends. The things that I liked about it is that we got to sleep in more and relax. On Christmas Eve all my family came down and had food and lots of goodies at my house. We just had a great time talking and dancing.When that was over we decided to open the gifts. Since this year we did secret Santa we decided to open those first and I got some jeans and some blue shirts. After that we opened the rest of the gifts and I got more nice stuff like perfume and more clothes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;On New Years it was a little more boring well for me. We also decided to celebrate it at my house wit everyone. They made some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;posole&lt;/span&gt; and other stuff. I was in a really bad mood that night because I ended up braking up with my boyfriend so that night was just not my night. Other than that at the end of the night I cooled down and enjoyed the rest of the night with my mom and family. The nice thing about that night was that my Ex called and wished me a Happy New year!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I am also going to tell you a little bit about my get away from Salem for a week. Me and one of my other friends decided to go up to Bend for a whole week with three of our guy friends since they have a house up there because of there jobs. That whole week was so much fun because other than the three hour drive we had up there. It started snowing that same night we got there and got so white out in the streets so fast that me and my friend could not wait to go out side and play on the snow. The guys came along and played with us to. We had a snow fight and were so covered in the snow that at the end we where all tired and really cold from the snow shower we had. After all that experience I thought Salem was boring but after that I would not want to leave Salem and move some where else because I missed all my friends and family and even the stores. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-4981437432751395188?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4981437432751395188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-and-new-years.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/4981437432751395188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/4981437432751395188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-and-new-years.html' title='CHRISTMAS AND NEW YEARS!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-2741675130668548563</id><published>2009-12-17T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T09:01:03.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over Christmas break!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am planning on spending time with all my family and friends of course. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I also plan to go shopping and get gifts for my friends and family. I think I am going to mostly stay home and spend more time with my mom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;because I have not really spend time with her this couple last days. I been going out to much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I just hope that for this Christmas and New Years I hope that all my sisters and brothers and everyone is all together and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;having fun and enjoying every little second of it. I think I am going to visit some of my aunts and cousins to since we don't really see each other &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so often. Since I have broken up with my boyfriend I still plan on inviting him over to my house and spend Christmas with me and my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; family since all my family like him. I think that will be pretty fun having him over and who knows what can happen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;between me and him again. We might get back or we might not. I just hope that everything comes out grate and that all my wishes come true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;(P&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;S)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hope your Christmas and New Years come out great Rebeka I will miss ya over break.. love ya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-2741675130668548563?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2741675130668548563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/over-christmas-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/2741675130668548563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/2741675130668548563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/over-christmas-break.html' title='Over Christmas break!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-5133941011490933960</id><published>2009-12-16T08:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T08:52:19.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOK to read over break!!</title><content type='html'>The book that I read on someones blog was called Coraline!!&lt;br /&gt;I was reading about what it was about and that book caught my eye. I think it sounds pretty interesting to read over the break. I am interested in it more because they made the movie in Portland,OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also like this story that I read on Bailey's blog called Marked. I think that book sounds pretty interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time of day that I think I would have the most opportunity to read would have to be at night because that's when I don't have much to do and I just stay in my room calmed and enjoy the book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-5133941011490933960?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5133941011490933960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/book-to-read-over-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/5133941011490933960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/5133941011490933960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/book-to-read-over-break.html' title='BOOK to read over break!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-852216304233422889</id><published>2009-12-07T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T08:20:27.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eliminate holiday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The holiday I think I would eliminate would probably have to be Halloween in a way because I think there is no point to it really. I at least think there isn't any. I do like it but I think that's the one I would have to eliminate. I like the rest of the holidays because you spend more time with your family and get together and just have a good time. Now for Halloween it seems like its just for a little while and get candy and then go back home and go to sleep or check your candy to see if they are safe or not. I just think that Holiday is my last choice on my list. Even though my birthday is on that month I still think it's boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-852216304233422889?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/852216304233422889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/eliminate-holiday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/852216304233422889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/852216304233422889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/eliminate-holiday.html' title='Eliminate holiday!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-1769402294468505540</id><published>2009-12-04T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T08:52:35.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, Myself, and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I will probably have to describe myself as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;pretty outgoing, funny person. I am a person who loves to meet new people and I am a person who is always laughing and just has a smile in my face all the time. I am never angry or sad or mad because life is to short to be an angry or an unhappy person. When it comes to a situation I am a person who just walks away if its bad and I have nothing that has to do with it. I try to avoid the bad and try to work things out if I had something to do with a situation. I think that my friends would have to describe me as the person I am. Now the people that don't know me I think they would describe me as a person who is crazy, funny,and loud person because I can get a little crazy around my friends and just have a good time and laugh a lot. I think my boyfriend would describe me as a crazy, loving, and caring person because with him it's a little different than when I'm with my friends. But I'm still my crazy, funny self. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-1769402294468505540?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1769402294468505540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/me-myself-and-i.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/1769402294468505540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/1769402294468505540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/me-myself-and-i.html' title='Me, Myself, and I'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-2648233962965858996</id><published>2009-12-02T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T08:49:36.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today and a little bit about yesterday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My plans for today!! I am planning on going over to my boyfriends house today because he is feeling really sad over his friend. I am really happy I had left home yesterday around six in the afternoon before all the sadness and craziness that had happened after I was gone. My boyfriend calls me about eight &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;o'clock&lt;/span&gt; at night and he is crying. I ask "Whats going on"? He tells me his friend got shot more than five times after I had left. I stay quiet for a moment and feel so lucky I was not around that time anymore. But I also felt really sad over his friend and my boyfriend because of his friends lost. I guess that my boyfriend and his friends were standing by the mailboxes outside they're &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;apartments&lt;/span&gt; and all of a sudden a car with three guys comes up fast and start shooting at my boyfriends friend. He got shot and was taken then to the hospital and died this morning at four. I was really shocked that all that had happened when it had not even been that long that I was around them. I just feel so sad but happy I had left home early yesterday night. I just don't want to imagine what could of happened if I was still with them at that time. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-2648233962965858996?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2648233962965858996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/today.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/2648233962965858996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/2648233962965858996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/today.html' title='Today and a little bit about yesterday!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-5500092882075340352</id><published>2009-12-01T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T08:42:20.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my favorite t.v show!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My favorite T.V show would have to be the one all Hispanic girls watch which would have to be the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;novelas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It's lots of different shows that come out everyday and there about an hour. They are mostly all about drama, love, excitement and adventure. I enjoy watching them because they are entertaining and I am a person who loves drama and all that kind of stuff with relationships. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The reason why I could not come yesterday was because My sister-in-law called me at the last moment and asked me if I could run to her house and take care of her kids because she was already late for her work. I had no choice but to do that favor for her because she did not find another person to take care of them for that day. Sorry for not calling and letting you guys know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; I want to tell you a little about my Thanksgiving. I had lots of fun with all my family and my boyfriend. He ended up coming over to my house instead of me going to his place after all. Well we had turkey and lots of other foods at my sister-in-laws house. We had turkey, tamales, cakes, mashed potatoes and gravy, and corn. I was so stuffed that day. I love the food it was really good. But what made it more special was that all my family was there and everyone was dancing and just having a good time. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-5500092882075340352?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5500092882075340352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-favorite-tv-show.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/5500092882075340352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/5500092882075340352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-favorite-tv-show.html' title='my favorite t.v show!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-7293136007593380331</id><published>2009-11-20T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T08:30:50.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 things I am Thankful for</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I am thankful for my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FAMILY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;they are the most wonderful thing that God could give me. I am also thankful for my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FRIENDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; if it wasn't for them I would probably be a little unhappy and sad because I would not been able to go out as much and just have fun. Also have someone close to me to talk to other than my friends. Also I am thankful for my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BOYFRIEND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;he just makes my life even better when he is around he is carrying and gives me lots of love and just makes my day wonderful. I am thankful for my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CELLPHONE,CLOTHING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; love to talk on the phone but better yet I love to text with family and friends. I also love clothing there is just so many and lots of colors and stuff. I am thankful for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MAKE-UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; If there were no make-up i don't know what I would do because I just love the colors and how it looks on people and it just makes you more pretty. I also give thanks for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TEACHERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; because if it wasn't for them all the students probably would not been able to learn the things we need too to have a better future. I am also thankful for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANIMALS SPECIALLY PANDAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; because they are all really cute and they are my favorite animal. I am thankful for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MONEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; because with out it I would not have everything I have now. I am also thankful for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ICE CREAM,FOOD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;because I enjoy eating ice cream specially rocky road. Also I am thankful for food because with out it we would starve. I am also thankful for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUN,GRASS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;because with out the sun it would be ugly and dark. Also the grass because we would not have a place to sit and have a picnic with friends and family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-7293136007593380331?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7293136007593380331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/10-things-i-am-thankful-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/7293136007593380331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/7293136007593380331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/10-things-i-am-thankful-for.html' title='10 things I am Thankful for'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-8154072927941582669</id><published>2009-11-19T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T08:45:54.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving week!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not really sure what my family is going to do this Thanksgiving. But I am planning on going over to my boyfriends house with my two friends since their boyfriends live there to. We are going to cook turkey for them and have Thanksgiving there. I am really excited for that day to come because it's going to be my first time cooking a turkey  with the help of my friends &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;of course&lt;/span&gt;. Now on the rest of the days we have off I plan to spend time with one of my friends that's coming from California to visit  for the week. I am excited for that too. I have not seen him for almost a year.&lt;/em&gt; I think my family is just going to end up going to my sister-in-laws to have turkey there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-8154072927941582669?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8154072927941582669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/8154072927941582669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/8154072927941582669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-week.html' title='Thanksgiving week!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-1960088357813779292</id><published>2009-11-17T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T08:48:57.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SENTENCE COMBINATION!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Junior is a Spokane Indian, and he lives on the reservation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At Reardon High School Junior is one of the smartest kids, but Gordy is smarter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Junior has a hard time getting to school, and sometimes he has to walk 22 miles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-1960088357813779292?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1960088357813779292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/sentence-combination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/1960088357813779292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/1960088357813779292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/sentence-combination.html' title='SENTENCE COMBINATION!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-2766121563636004993</id><published>2009-11-16T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T08:55:23.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BOOK WE ARE READING</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I think the title of the book The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian means that its about a boy who is half Indian. I also think it means that it's going to talk about his life as a part time Indian and how its changing as he goes on. I think that the author chose that name probably because the main character of the book is half Indian that's why it says "A part time-Indian" or probably he chose that title and to write about it because he was a friend of an Indian and they both probably had to go through all that trouble Junior is in the story. My opinion on this book is it's a nice book. I like it. I enjoy reading it. It's also really funny and has a lot of details to it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-2766121563636004993?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2766121563636004993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/book-we-are-reading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/2766121563636004993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/2766121563636004993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/book-we-are-reading.html' title='THE BOOK WE ARE READING'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-4772904094011726539</id><published>2009-11-12T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T08:39:23.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reservation of book!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My reservation about the town in the book would have to be scary and sad and a place where you could not live happily.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me living in that town would probably be scary for me knowing they treat people bad and have no respect for them just because they feel like hurting that person. I also think I would not be able to stand living there for the fact that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I would go out I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; have to be watching out for people or kids that did not seem to care about anyone else but them self. Also if I lived there I would have so much hate for the people who still lived there and I knew they had treated the Indians bad. I would just not like to live there at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-4772904094011726539?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4772904094011726539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/reservation-of-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/4772904094011726539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/4772904094011726539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/reservation-of-book.html' title='Reservation of book!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-5272068096412471738</id><published>2009-11-09T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T08:49:18.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUNIOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Junior is a guy who is half white and half Indian. He was born with lots of fluid inside his brain. He also had lots of teeth that had to be pulled out because of so many that he had. Junior also wears glasses and he is skinny. His hands and feet are huge. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Junior is a kid who is scared because they always pick on him. He acts all happy when he is around his best friend. He just likes to enjoy the time they spend together. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His personality traits are funny, and open minded. He seems to be a really nice and calm guy who does not like danger or the bad things.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-5272068096412471738?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5272068096412471738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/junior.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/5272068096412471738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/5272068096412471738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/junior.html' title='JUNIOR'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-2181632675331126292</id><published>2009-11-06T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T08:43:18.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY I DID NOT COME TO SCHOOL!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was not here yesterday when we had started the new book because:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was cramping really bad and I just felt like I was not going to be able to come in to class.&lt;/span&gt; I was also not able to call in because my phone was not letting me make calls.&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; Why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;because I ran out all my minutes already and so in the house there where no one who had a phone at that time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I am sorry for not coming in but I am here today and excited to read and listen to you read the story to us.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Jessica told me a little about it. She says that it's a really good book so far. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-2181632675331126292?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2181632675331126292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-i-did-not-come-to-school.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/2181632675331126292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/2181632675331126292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-i-did-not-come-to-school.html' title='WHY I DID NOT COME TO SCHOOL!!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-6346497699504221804</id><published>2009-11-02T08:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T08:58:34.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY BOOK!!</title><content type='html'>The book I am reading about is called: Girls In Tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is about three girls that are best friends. The main one is Ellie. Ellie is a girl who is always thinking she is not good looking like her friends are that she can't get a boyfriend like her friends. Till this one day she falls in love with this boy that becomes her everything. His name is Russell and he is a really nice guy that falls for Ellie to. Ellie lives at home with her step mom and dad and her little brother. Her mom died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing I like about this book is that it's a teen book and I love reading about love and friendship books. I don't think I have anything to say about not liking it. I enjoy reading this book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-6346497699504221804?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6346497699504221804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/6346497699504221804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/6346497699504221804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-book.html' title='MY BOOK!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-9121247896590433721</id><published>2009-10-30T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T08:44:52.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TODAY/SATURDAY/SUNDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey, well I am going to tell you about my plans for today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am planning on going to the movies tonight with my boyfriend and some friends. We are going to to see Paranormal activity. I am so excited because I really want to see the movie and see for myself if it's really scary. That's what everyone has been telling me so far that have seen it.&lt;br /&gt;So can't for that wait. Oh also we are planning on going to JC's Pizza so we can eat. Its about 9 people who are all going so its going to be really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;I am planing on going to a Halloween party with one of my close friends. We got invited so I think I will be doing that. Then later on I plan to go to my boyfriend's house in Woodburn and spend the rest of the night with him since I have not been spending a lot of time with him since he works.&lt;br /&gt;I also plan to go trick-or-treat with my little nieces and nephews to. I bet that would be fun taking candy away from them. Hahaha. So that's pretty much it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;I just plan to stay home and sleep. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-9121247896590433721?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/9121247896590433721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/todaysaturdaysunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/9121247896590433721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/9121247896590433721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/todaysaturdaysunday.html' title='TODAY/SATURDAY/SUNDAY'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-2785355187834788854</id><published>2009-10-29T08:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T08:40:08.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FORMAL LETTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Rebekah,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I expect to have these three things accomplished from this class once I have finished in here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I expect to improve my reading skills up to a higher level then what I had started with when I started. I pick that because when I started in your class I was at a really low level. I also want to leave this class with my writing skills improved. I have seen that they have improved a lot since I been in here. Also I expect to leave this class knowing how to understand more the poems and how to read and know what they are telling me. I struggle a lot with that but now that we have been working in class I have improved on it to. I am happy I have accomplished some of my goals in your class. I hope and believe in myself I will improve and accomplish a lot more in this class. Thank you for all the help and patience that you have had helping me out accomplishing all of them. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristal Cervantes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-2785355187834788854?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2785355187834788854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/formal-letter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/2785355187834788854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/2785355187834788854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/formal-letter.html' title='FORMAL LETTER'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-7387784453384144385</id><published>2009-10-27T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T08:49:20.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The portrait!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;THE PORTRAIT: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;BY STANLEY KUNITZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This poem is about a lady who has lost her husband and can't forgive him for killing himself. I think the author wrote this poem&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; because maybe he had known someone close or just a strange person who had gone through that story he did,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;r it might of happened to him but he just changed the characters around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The reason why I chose this poem is because I think it has a lot of meaning to it on the way he expresses the feelings of the people&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;. But also I thought it was really sad on how the lady would be so affected on her husbands death. Also how she would take it out on her child to for bringing the dads memory back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;. I think that the poem is just good and I enjoyed it a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-7387784453384144385?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7387784453384144385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/portrait.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/7387784453384144385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/7387784453384144385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/portrait.html' title='The portrait!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-1507667347245224906</id><published>2009-10-26T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:06:14.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First poem!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My boyfriend is so tall and cool&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It makes me want to dance like a fool&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love the way he makes me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;drool&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He makes me feel just like a jewel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-1507667347245224906?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1507667347245224906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-poem.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/1507667347245224906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/1507667347245224906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-poem.html' title='First poem!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-7166458642421254068</id><published>2009-10-23T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T08:41:44.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS WEEKEND!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;I am planning to go to the movies and dancing to flamingo this weekend with my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;I am also going to my friends house. I might spend the night over there and hope we have lots of fun which we always do. Then probably go to the costume store to get my costume for Halloween which I am excited about. I am not so sure what I am going to be this year. I am planning on being a bunny jaja. All my friends and I are planing on dressing up this year and going to the club where we can actually be at. Well that's pretty much what I am doing this weekend. Oh I can't forget the most important one, sleep in. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-7166458642421254068?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7166458642421254068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-weekend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/7166458642421254068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/7166458642421254068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-weekend.html' title='THIS WEEKEND!!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-4528038936953142593</id><published>2009-10-22T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T09:00:43.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAIKU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                          "boyfriend"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                    I love my boyfriend &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;                               I like to spend time with him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                   He makes me happy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-4528038936953142593?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4528038936953142593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/haiku.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/4528038936953142593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/4528038936953142593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/haiku.html' title='HAIKU'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-305880478947951008</id><published>2009-10-20T08:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T08:45:20.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My song!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would have to pick the song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Comprendeme by German Montero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The main idea:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;about this song is that the guy is telling his girl at the time that he does not want to be with her anymore. He is really sorry for telling her that their love story that they started has ended up in a bad way. Also he is telling her that he is writing this song to her because he wants her to know that he does not feel nothing for her. The love he had for her is all over. He asks her to forget him for all the promises he made her. He does not want to live with the gilt of being with her and not loving her. If he keeps lying to her he is afraid that he will be without a god. He also tells her that he rather see her sad for a couple of days than for him to see that for the rest of his life. I just love this song even though it's sad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; main point of this song was that the guy is breaking up with the girl and he is asking her for forgiveness that he did not mean to hurt her in anyway he just wants the best for him and her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-305880478947951008?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/305880478947951008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/305880478947951008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/305880478947951008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-song.html' title='My song!!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-7709903194667467896</id><published>2009-10-19T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T08:39:17.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why i think people write poetry!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think that people write poetry because to them its a way of expressing the way they feel. I also think that the people that write songs and stuff is also a way for them to express them self's and share with everyone else the way they are feeling at the time they are writing the song and poetry. In my opinion I like both. I think they are interesting listening to someone else's way of thinking and expression. I love listening to music because it cheers me on and makes me feel happy at times and at other times it just gets me really sad because of the things it say's that just reminds you of the things you wanted to forget. Other than that I love music and poetry it's just a way of expressing your love life and everything on your mind. It's actually nice that the people that make it share it with everyone else who listens or reads it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-7709903194667467896?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7709903194667467896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-i-think-people-write-poetry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/7709903194667467896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/7709903194667467896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-i-think-people-write-poetry.html' title='Why i think people write poetry!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-4985500438011788673</id><published>2009-10-15T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T08:45:41.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAMILY TRADITION!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In my family the best holiday tradition would have to be Christmas!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I really enjoy when Christmas comes around because all my family gets together and we party all night long. Everyone calls each other and we make plans at who's house we are going to meet at. Like who's house. Usually every Christmas we always do it at my house maybe because it's bigger than everyone else's. I enjoy the great and yummy food my mom and sisters make. Everyone usually brings something made from their houses too and just make it a bigger celebration oh and lets not for get about the gifts. Our tree gets really packed in our family because there is a lot of kids and adults in my family. The thing I enjoy the most is seeing all my family united together and see my mom happy that she has all her kids and my little nieces and nephews all together as a really happy family.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-4985500438011788673?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4985500438011788673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/family-tradition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/4985500438011788673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/4985500438011788673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/family-tradition.html' title='FAMILY TRADITION!!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-4793011871177315262</id><published>2009-10-14T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T08:58:59.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My birthday this weekend!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hey Rebeka,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well i am going to tell you what I am going to do this weekend!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am going to turn 19 this Saturday. I am so happy. My mom and I are going to make posole and some tamales. I don't know if you have ate that food but it is really yummy. All my friends are going to come and celebrate it with me. It's funny because there are two guys that are wanting to get with me but I see them more like friends right now because I'm getting to know them a little more. Its funny because they are both going to be there and they each asked me if I had invited each of them and I had said yes and I am just worried because they seem not to get along. I think it's funny in a way. They are both caring and funny. Anyways back to my birthday plans. :0) I am going to have a butterfly cake because I love butterfly's. I also found out that Malia's birthday is the same day as mine and she is going to have a party on the 24 in Mollala and she invited me to celebrate it with her that day to. I am so excited because it's going to be a big party there is going to be four girls with me celebrating it that day. I am taking it as a big thing. I am just so excited!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-4793011871177315262?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4793011871177315262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-birthday-this-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/4793011871177315262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/4793011871177315262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-birthday-this-weekend.html' title='My birthday this weekend!!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-5835560483956681963</id><published>2009-10-12T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T08:32:28.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Place I never want to go again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I would not want to go to the hospital, not that anyone likes to be there but that's just one place I would not like to be in again. I hate being inside a hospital because its really quiet and sad and depressing just to be in. I was there for a whole week because my uncle was really sick and it would just make me so depressed and sad just looking at all the kids and adults that where in there trying to fight for there life's. Also I hate it when you first walk in a hospital it has this really nasty smell to me such as blood mixed with medicine and a lot of other things. I know its a really nice place for the people that need to be in there but that person just would not be me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-5835560483956681963?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5835560483956681963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/place-i-never-want-to-go-again.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/5835560483956681963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/5835560483956681963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/place-i-never-want-to-go-again.html' title='Place I never want to go again!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-6026898193001617574</id><published>2009-10-08T08:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T08:53:24.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PLACE I CONSIDER MOST TO BE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I think that the place where I would like to most be at would have to be inside my room.&lt;br /&gt;I think my room is the most quiet place in my whole house. I love to sleep in my room and sometimes eat when my mom is not around. I also love it because I always have it cleaned and smelling good like fresh flowers like a tropical place&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My room has four walls and they're all white with pictures of family and friends hanging from each off the walls. I Also have big and small teddy bears hanging from the sealing of my room. Also there is pictures of me on the walls too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I have two beds in my room because sometimes my nephew likes to sleep in my room with me so we just had his bed moved to my room which gives me less space to put all my stuff in. The reason why I love to be in my room is because I can talk to my boyfriend peacefully and the thing I like about it is that I can lock my door so noone can come in while I'm talking.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The other reason is because I can relax when I'm stressed out and can just lay down and have the fresh air come in threw my window. I love it when it hits me it just makes me enjoy it even more and just forget about all the stress. I just love to be inside my room!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-6026898193001617574?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6026898193001617574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/place-i-consider-most-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/6026898193001617574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/6026898193001617574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/place-i-consider-most-to-be.html' title='PLACE I CONSIDER MOST TO BE!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-75109955168561106</id><published>2009-10-07T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T08:46:13.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September 11th!!</title><content type='html'>What I remember of September 11th was that I was in 4th grade. I remember the teachers turning on the news and stuff in the classrooms. I remember being really sad because of all the people and kids that had died that day. It was just a really quiet and weird day for me watching the news and looking at the terrible things that had happened that day. It was just a really terrible and sad day to remember.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-75109955168561106?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/75109955168561106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/september-11th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/75109955168561106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/75109955168561106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/september-11th.html' title='September 11th!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-8992247673676784503</id><published>2009-10-05T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T08:38:49.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PLACE I WOULD GO!!</title><content type='html'>If I could choose any place outside the United States I think I would have to choose to visit Acapulco Guerrero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I would love to go there because they have a lot of nice beaches and really pretty places I could go and visit. Also enjoy the beautiful sunny days out with friends and with family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I imagine it's really fun, beautiful, sunny, cheerful, and many kinds of different big birds with lots of colors and really beautiful long beaks. But also I believe there's some parts where is not so nice and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I would probably do once I get there is get a hotel and stay there, Then I think I would go down to the beach and get wet because I love to swim and have a nice cold fruit drink or a pina colada. After that probably go with friends shopping and just walk around the streets and look around Acapulco and just enjoy the time I am there and for get about everything back home and enjoy my stay in Acapulco Guerrero.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-8992247673676784503?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8992247673676784503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/place-i-would-go.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/8992247673676784503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/8992247673676784503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/place-i-would-go.html' title='PLACE I WOULD GO!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-643957189114968168</id><published>2009-10-02T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T08:46:23.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My ideal day!</title><content type='html'>My ideal day would have to be in Portland, Oregon. I would love to be there and stay for a whole day and night with my boyfriend. I would love to go to the closest coast or river and get wet and enjoy the day. At night I would love to go to this restaurant called El &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Marador&lt;/span&gt;. They say the restaurant is located all the way to the top of a hill where you can see the whole view of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Portland&lt;/span&gt;. At night you can see the light and everything. It just looks so beautiful and romantic. Every time I go it just makes me have so much peace in me while I view everything around me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-643957189114968168?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/643957189114968168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-ideal-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/643957189114968168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/643957189114968168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-ideal-day.html' title='My ideal day!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-4273146255349281177</id><published>2009-10-01T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T09:10:27.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOST EMBARRASING MOMENT!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My most embarrassing moment would probably have to be on October 31st.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;That was the most embarrassing moment for me because it was Halloween. I was with all my friends including my boyfriend. We were just walking around in the streets taking the kids to trick-or-treat. I was just so into the things my friends where talking about and there was a bump on the floor which I seem not to see it. I just tripped and fell to the floor and hurt myself really bad. I was wearing a skirt that day and when I least expected I almost landed with my legs open but luckily I didn't. They all started laughing at me instead of helping me try to get up. I got so red at that moment and got up and walked away for a few moments to cool off. My boyfriend followed me and said it was fine, don't worry, that could of happen to anyone. I thought that was so embarrassing for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I also have another of my moments when I was at my sisters apartments. I was up stairs and my sister was talking to me from down the stairs. I did not notice that there was no step on one of the stairs and I kept talking to my sister stepping down the stairs not realizing there was one missing. I kept looking at my sister and all of a sudden I stepped where the missing step was gone and there was a piece of metal on the middle of the step to hold the stair. I ended up falling so fast that I did not realize what was going on. The piece of metal was between both my legs and I was wearing a skirt that day. Oh my god it hurt so bad is what I remember saying at that moment. I could not stand the pain. I just started crying in front of everyone and could not even get up till someone helped me. I got so red because everyone that was outside and in the pool were just staring at me and laughing at first but then they felt bad because of the way I landed. At the end of everything I ended up with two big bruises and scratches all over my legs and was so embarrassed to go outside for a whole week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-4273146255349281177?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4273146255349281177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/most-embarrasing-moment.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/4273146255349281177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/4273146255349281177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/most-embarrasing-moment.html' title='MOST EMBARRASING MOMENT!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-8150495451188786075</id><published>2009-09-30T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T08:39:50.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FALL</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My favorite things in the fall is that it gets really cold and I seem to love that because I can just go to my room and lay down with two blankets and be really warm watching movies or what ever is on T.V. Also what I like about it is that my birthday is in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;October&lt;/span&gt; so I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; pretty cool. I seem to like the leaves on the floor to and all the beautiful colors they have. I just think that it feels really nice when your walking out side and it's windy and the fresh air hits you. I love that feeling. I also think that my favorite season would have to be the fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-8150495451188786075?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8150495451188786075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/fall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/8150495451188786075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/8150495451188786075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/fall.html' title='FALL'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-7061109931248901375</id><published>2009-09-29T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T08:38:11.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I think people become addicted?</title><content type='html'>I think that people start to get addicted to drugs,alcohol,food and many other things because once they start taking those kinds of things it just makes them feel good inside and even makes them forget if they are stressed or they are mad. It helps them forget if something is bugging them and just makes them feel like they are loved and they don't need anyone but them&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;selves&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*makes them feel good&lt;br /&gt;*they feel wanted/and they are someone in this life&lt;br /&gt;*makes them forget about bad/sad things&lt;br /&gt;*they think they feel cool because they are doing it and makes them feel like they fit in&lt;br /&gt;*makes them feel happy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-7061109931248901375?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7061109931248901375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-i-think-people-become-addicted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/7061109931248901375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/7061109931248901375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-i-think-people-become-addicted.html' title='Why I think people become addicted?'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-1109895009470189107</id><published>2009-09-25T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T08:37:07.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCHOOL and education!!</title><content type='html'>I think that school and education is really important to students and even as adults because we need to learn as we go and teach someone else what we have learned. Also its important because what you have learned in school can relate to what you want to do in your future later in life and do something you have a p&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;assion&lt;/span&gt; for. I think its important to me because it is helping me improve and become a better person in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come to school to learn and improve my skills in life and to maybe someday be able to help someone else in the future since I want to be a kindergarten teacher.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-1109895009470189107?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1109895009470189107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/1109895009470189107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/1109895009470189107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/school.html' title='SCHOOL and education!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-7349619987177601788</id><published>2009-09-23T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T08:37:34.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DEDICATION!!</title><content type='html'>I think that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; really dedicated of taking care of my nephews and nieces while my sister goes to work and I have to take care of them and make sure nothing bad happens to them and around them.&lt;br /&gt;I am also dedicated in my studies because I need my education and have a better future.&lt;br /&gt;I also think I am dedicated to taking care of the house while an adult is not around and keeping it nice and clean.&lt;br /&gt;I am dedicated to helping my aunt while my uncle is in the hospital and she needs my help.&lt;br /&gt;I think being dedicated to something is really important to me in my life because if it wasn't then I would probably just not care about anything in life pretty much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-7349619987177601788?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7349619987177601788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/dedication.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/7349619987177601788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/7349619987177601788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/dedication.html' title='DEDICATION!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-726021675740357634</id><published>2009-09-21T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T08:38:15.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KINDERgARtEN TEACHE AND WORKINg in AN ELDERLY HOME</title><content type='html'>If I had to choose any job in the world I think I would choose to be a kindergarten teacher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;I think I would be great at that job because I work well with the small kids and not just that I enjoy being around them because they are so cute and funny. I also think I have enough patients to be a kindergarten teacher because I can be around little kids the whole day. I just think that the things they say and do are so adorable and I would be so entertain with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think I have another job I would choose and It would be to work in a elderly home to take care of the older adults in any place in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;I would love to work taking care of the elderly people because I have lots of respect for them and I think I would enjoy working with them. They are like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;baby's&lt;/span&gt; when they are older and can't take care of themselves and I think I would love that job because its as if you where taking care of a baby and I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;baby's&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-726021675740357634?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/726021675740357634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/kindergarden-teache-and-taking-care-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/726021675740357634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/726021675740357634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/kindergarden-teache-and-taking-care-of.html' title='KINDERgARtEN TEACHE AND WORKINg in AN ELDERLY HOME'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-6327921067945731466</id><published>2009-09-18T08:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T08:52:32.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>most important person that influences me</title><content type='html'>I think that the person that is more important right now other than my parents would have to be my sister-in-law because she is a really out going person just like I am. I just love the fact that she is a person that does not give up in life and keeps her head up high. Abby has always been there for me when ever I need to talk to some one. Also she makes me keep going with my studies because she never gave up on hers and as an adult she is still going to college and finishing up her career which I will some day too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-6327921067945731466?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6327921067945731466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/most-important-person-that-influences.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/6327921067945731466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/6327921067945731466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/most-important-person-that-influences.html' title='most important person that influences me'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-4568119395739924576</id><published>2009-09-17T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T08:49:24.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT I THINK ABOUT PARENTS AND GRANDPARENTS</title><content type='html'>I think that our parents are supposed to always give us love and support and give us lots of care. I think that all the parents should be like that to their kids if they are bringing them in to the world and be kind and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;playful&lt;/span&gt; also. At some point I think that they could &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;discipline the kids to a point. But I think the most important one is to give them love and care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I dont think that is always true because there are alot of parents who are way different to their kids and some are really caring and loving so it is part true and part not true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Our grandparents I think that they have to show us as kids and as their grandkids that they care about us and give us lots of love always. My grandparparents are hardly around me and they nevergive me or show me the love I need from them. That makes me feel like they just don't care about me or my sisters and brothers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-4568119395739924576?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4568119395739924576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-i-think-about-parents-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/4568119395739924576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/4568119395739924576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-i-think-about-parents-and.html' title='WHAT I THINK ABOUT PARENTS AND GRANDPARENTS'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-5399165839686994034</id><published>2009-09-11T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T09:00:06.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EVALUATION ON MOVIE!!</title><content type='html'>I think that OBAMA has a point when he was telling us that there is no excuse for us as students to be skipping class and being rude to our teachers and dropping out of school. Their are taking some of there time to come and give us the education that we need. Also he has a point when he was saying that the education is really important in our future and can help us get a better job and have a better life. I agree with his whole speech on everything he said. He just wants the best for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-5399165839686994034?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5399165839686994034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/evaluation-on-movie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/5399165839686994034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/5399165839686994034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/evaluation-on-movie.html' title='EVALUATION ON MOVIE!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-5257555153352353457</id><published>2009-09-10T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T08:56:35.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAVORITE THING TO DO ON SPARE TIME!</title><content type='html'>My favorite thingS to do on my spare time would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; be reading because I like to read books that are excitting and have action and love. Also I like to be on my cell phone talking to my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I also love to hang out with my friends at the park or maybe go out to eat with them and spend some time together. I also enjoy spending time with my family because they are so funny and loud they are always laughing and making jokes about each other when we where little. The reason why I like talking on my phone or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;texting&lt;/span&gt; on it is because I usually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have nothing to do and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; really bored other than that I like to go to the park and play or just go and take a nice walk out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-5257555153352353457?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5257555153352353457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/favorite-thing-to-do-on-spare-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/5257555153352353457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/5257555153352353457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/favorite-thing-to-do-on-spare-time.html' title='FAVORITE THING TO DO ON SPARE TIME!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-6217473882811612383</id><published>2009-06-11T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T08:58:45.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer plans!</title><content type='html'>My summer plans this year are to have lots of fun with my friends and family but also read a lot and try to work this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plans are to read at least an hour or so a day. I also plan to read the books that I enjoy to read. Such as the "Life on the Refrigerator Door". That book is one of my favorites. Its a really sad story and I can read it over and over. Also I will read the book "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Romiette&lt;/span&gt; and Julio". That's also one of my favorite books. Its a really interesting book to read and I would love to finish reading it over the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my other plans are to go camping for the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I plan to go to the coast in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lincoln&lt;/span&gt; City and the rivers. The one my family and I go to every summer is called North fork. That's a really nice river to take pictures or just go and relax in the water and spend some time with family and friends. I also plan to work in the cannery with my friends which will be starting pretty soon. I also plan to spend as much time as I can with my boyfriend Anthony and go to the rivers and every place which is fun such as the dances and family parties also. I  plan to go down to California this summer with one of my friends. She wants me to go and visit her dad down there and meet him. I also have a friend that I see down there and family so I'm excited to go down there for a week. Maybe my boyfriend will be able to come along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other plans are to move out from home and to move in with my best friend Magdalena. We will try to get an apartment this summer and move in together. I'm really excited &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;about &lt;/span&gt;my plans and hope everything goes as planned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-6217473882811612383?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6217473882811612383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-plans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/6217473882811612383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/6217473882811612383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-plans.html' title='Summer plans!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-6765882197186058162</id><published>2009-06-08T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T09:12:44.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer books</title><content type='html'>(1)Life on the refrigerator door&lt;br /&gt;By:Alice Kuipers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2)Twilight (The Twilight saga, book 1)&lt;br /&gt;By:Stephenie Meyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3)Sharing sam&lt;br /&gt;By:Katherine Applegate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4)Pretties&lt;br /&gt;By:Scott Westerfeld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(5)Friends and lovers&lt;br /&gt;By:Howard Roffman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(6)Friends, lovers, and roses&lt;br /&gt;By:V. 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Clay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7)Best friends forever&lt;br /&gt;By:Tim Bugbird&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-6765882197186058162?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6765882197186058162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/6765882197186058162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/6765882197186058162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-books.html' title='Summer books'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-6717847325763472364</id><published>2009-06-05T08:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T08:57:57.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Most like</title><content type='html'>I think that I am most like Lily from the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that I am like her in many ways. Lily is funny, loving, and crazy at times. That's why I think I'm like her a lot. I am always crazy around my friends and I like to be funny at times to. Lily also likes to take control of things and likes to be the grown up person in the beginning of the book and I am one of those persons who likes to do the things my way too and also take risks with things. Lily also does not have her mother by her side and was raised with her dad and in my case I have been raised by my mother and my dad passed away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-6717847325763472364?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6717847325763472364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/06/most-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/6717847325763472364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/6717847325763472364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/06/most-like.html' title='Most like'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-7730290466294703305</id><published>2009-06-03T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T08:56:23.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two girls who mean alot to me</title><content type='html'>My friend's mom is some one who is really close to me even though we are not blood related. She has been there for me as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;second&lt;/span&gt; mother. She is always taking care of me and giving me advice on what I'm doing. She is always helping me or my family with something we need. She takes me to places and provides me with what I need. She also treats me as another daughter to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a sister-in-law who is always after me telling me the right things and the bad ones. She is always caring for me and my mother. She has always been nice to all my family and I consider her more like an older sister that gives me advice about life. I see her more than just my sister-in-law because I can always talk to her openly and she understands me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-7730290466294703305?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7730290466294703305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/06/two-girls-who-mean-alot-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/7730290466294703305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/7730290466294703305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/06/two-girls-who-mean-alot-to-me.html' title='Two girls who mean alot to me'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-8847218908186124755</id><published>2009-05-28T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T08:41:35.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evaluation about "The Secret life of bee's"</title><content type='html'>I think that the best part about the book The Secret Life of Bee's would be how Roseleen is always caring about Lily no matter what. She has been there for her as her mother figure now that her mom is not there with her. Roseleen has always been there for Lily through good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing about the book would have to be how Lily's dad does not care about how she feels or her needs. He is always worrying more about himself and does not pay attention to Lily. He needs to pay more attention to her and be there for her like the father that he should be to her now that Lily does not have her mom around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-8847218908186124755?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8847218908186124755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/evaluation-about-secret-life-of-bees.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/8847218908186124755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/8847218908186124755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/evaluation-about-secret-life-of-bees.html' title='Evaluation about &quot;The Secret life of bee&apos;s&quot;'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-3691068410317304204</id><published>2009-05-27T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T09:04:28.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Discription of May</title><content type='html'>(May)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May is a young girl who is a little more in her own little world. She likes to do things her way. She always ends up getting sad every time some one around her talks about something sad or if they bring up her sister that died. That always brings her to tears. May is a little more crazy than the other sisters. She is always coming up with strange things. May also makes bologna sandwiches for all to eat mainly everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-3691068410317304204?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/3691068410317304204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/discription-of-may.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/3691068410317304204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/3691068410317304204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/discription-of-may.html' title='Discription of May'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-9098855375945936896</id><published>2009-05-26T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T08:45:08.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the three day weekend!</title><content type='html'>What I did over the weekend was I spend lots of time with my family. My family and I where supposed to go camping up to Detroit Lake but it just did not go as planned. We ended up going to Oaks park. That was really fun. It was also really hot that day we went which was on Saturday. On Sunday me and my family ended up going to North Fork which that was a blast. I ended up getting a sun burn but its alright. The water turned out to be really cold so I did not really end up going in the water. On Monday I ended up going to my cousins birthday for a little bit. They were having tamales (yummy) and then ended up going home because the other side of my family wanted to have a BBQ at my house so that was also pretty fun. I ended up having a blast on my three day weekend and can't wait for next week to go camping for sure this time up to Detroit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-9098855375945936896?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/9098855375945936896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/over-three-day-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/9098855375945936896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/9098855375945936896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/over-three-day-weekend.html' title='Over the three day weekend!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-725654762131232373</id><published>2009-05-22T08:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T08:44:59.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Opinion about book!</title><content type='html'>I really enjoy the teacher reading the book The Secret Life of Bees to class. I think its a really interesting book. It has so many things and adventures to it and a lot of crazy things Lily does. I also like the fact of how Lily has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Roseanne&lt;/span&gt; in her life. I like the way Lily and all the girls in the book get along and everything. I also like it a lot because it talks about all the things Lily has to go through just to find out about her mother or what really happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three facts:&lt;br /&gt;Its funny.&lt;br /&gt;I like the way the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;author&lt;/span&gt; wrote the book and how they have a different way of talking.&lt;br /&gt;Its sad and touching.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-725654762131232373?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/725654762131232373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/opinion-about-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/725654762131232373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/725654762131232373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/opinion-about-book.html' title='Opinion about book!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-2980010196526804737</id><published>2009-05-21T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T08:39:51.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Qeen bee</title><content type='html'>I think that the queen bee in the story would be Lily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she is the queen bee in the story because she is always the one who is making the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;decisions&lt;/span&gt; and thinking ahead of things what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rosaleen&lt;/span&gt; and her would do next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-2980010196526804737?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2980010196526804737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/qeen-bee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/2980010196526804737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/2980010196526804737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/qeen-bee.html' title='Qeen bee'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-7380723500813069186</id><published>2009-05-20T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T09:09:33.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three things i learned about bee keeping</title><content type='html'>I learned that if you get stung by a bee you should not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;squeeze&lt;/span&gt; it you should scrape it off with an edge of a book, paper or a credit card anything that has an edge to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I learned that the bees once they are full they go back to the hive and pass their food to their partner or another bee so they can go back and find more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I learned that if the bee stings you and you squeeze it it can actually pass you some venom and it can hurt more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-7380723500813069186?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7380723500813069186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/three-things-i-learned-about-bee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/7380723500813069186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/7380723500813069186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/three-things-i-learned-about-bee.html' title='Three things i learned about bee keeping'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-6041069031133794962</id><published>2009-05-19T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T08:59:59.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Setting from "SECRET LIFE OF BEES"</title><content type='html'>The entrance of the farm:&lt;br /&gt;big wooden sign with Owens Peach Enterprises painted across it in the worst orange color. but the sign was nothing compared with the giant peach perched atop a six-foot pole beside the gate with its fleshy color, not to mention the crease down the middle, gave it the unmistakable appearance of a rear end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The descriptions where not the same as mine because I used more things such as the smells and more colors I think I gave a little more discription to my room then the author did in the part i choosed but just by reading that small piece i could see in my mind how it looked like as if I was passing by the farm and seeing the things it said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-6041069031133794962?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6041069031133794962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/setting-from-secret-life-of-bees.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/6041069031133794962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/6041069031133794962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/setting-from-secret-life-of-bees.html' title='Setting from &quot;SECRET LIFE OF BEES&quot;'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-6084278705227918608</id><published>2009-05-18T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T09:07:18.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Describing a setting!!!</title><content type='html'>My room has four walls that are painted white and  covered with pictures of family and friends so that you can hardly see the color of the walls. Also bright green strings hanging from the ceiling with a picture of a bird with lots of colors on it. There is also a bed with cover sheets that are white with red roses on it. In the right side corner next to the brown &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cabinet there is also a big &lt;/span&gt;black t.v with a little pink and red butterfly. Also there's a big doll from my sweet fifteen standing on a piece of wood on the upper corner of my room. There's also a blue basket next to the brown cabinet with different color clothes. My room is a really quiet relaxing place to lay down and chill or a place to take a good nap but it can also get loud and crazy in there with music coming from every direction. There's a long window on one of the walls and when the sun or that nice relaxing air comes in it makes you just want to let go of what you are doing and go to sleep. You can hear the nice sound of the birds coming in through the window from outside where you can also laydown in the bed and look out through the window and see a big green tree. My room has lots of smells. One day it can have a fruity smell to it or a rose smell to it. I guess it just depends on what I spray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-6084278705227918608?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6084278705227918608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/describing-setting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/6084278705227918608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/6084278705227918608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/describing-setting.html' title='Describing a setting!!!'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-3790245422405861702</id><published>2009-05-14T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T08:48:30.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ways Lily could have dealt with situation</title><content type='html'>I think that Lily should of not run away with Rosaleen:&lt;br /&gt;Because then when they find them Rosaleen is just going to end up getting more in trouble so I think she should of just stayed in jail untill they had let her out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I think Lily had a good idea on running away with Rosaleen and start something new where they both would not get in so much trouble and some where Rosaleen would not be treated so badly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-3790245422405861702?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/3790245422405861702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/ways-lily-could-have-dealt-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/3790245422405861702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/3790245422405861702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/ways-lily-could-have-dealt-with.html' title='Ways Lily could have dealt with situation'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-4074308080468074512</id><published>2009-05-13T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T09:22:11.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Best Friend Magdalena</title><content type='html'>I have known Magdalena for almost four years. We have been really good friends ever since. I love her as if she was my really close sister. Magdalena is some one who you can trust. Magdalena will be their for you when you need her or just if you need someone to listen to you when you are sad and need advice. When me and her are together she is always making me laugh with her things she says or does. The one thing in particular is when she starts singing a song that starts with "woa woa woa" and we even sing it together. One thing she loves to do the most is dance in front of people. I think she is a really good dancer too. The one thing I most admire about her is the way she is always &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;caring&lt;/span&gt; for other people other than herself. She gives them what they need at the time and if they ask her for money or anything and if she knows she has it she will give it to them. Magdalena also likes to match her outfit to her shoes. I think she is the only friend that I have had that has all the flip flops and all the colors that match with her shirt. I love her so much because she has been there for me when I most need her. I enjoy being with her all the time. We have so much fun together. We have so much in common that I think thats  what makes us be best friends. I will always love her for who she is and always will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-4074308080468074512?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4074308080468074512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-best-friend-magdalena.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/4074308080468074512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/4074308080468074512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-best-friend-magdalena.html' title='My Best Friend Magdalena'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-5297656327103198031</id><published>2009-05-11T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T08:46:48.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some one I know.</title><content type='html'>[MAGDALENA]&lt;br /&gt;she is my best friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Magdalena&lt;/span&gt; says or does:&lt;br /&gt;jokes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alot &lt;/span&gt;(by trying to copy what other friends do around her)&lt;br /&gt;she always helps people when they are in need&lt;br /&gt;she is always calling me (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;flys&lt;/span&gt;) as a friend thing&lt;br /&gt;she loves to dance around people&lt;br /&gt;she also loves to buy alot of sandals of all different colors to match her outfits&lt;br /&gt;she also always says "wow wow wow" as her favorite word to every one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five words that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;describe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Magdalena&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;respectful&lt;br /&gt;funny&lt;br /&gt;loving&lt;br /&gt;carrying&lt;br /&gt;outgoing&lt;br /&gt;cheerful&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-5297656327103198031?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5297656327103198031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-one-i-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/5297656327103198031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/5297656327103198031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-one-i-know.html' title='some one I know.'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-6361919521422414274</id><published>2009-05-06T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T09:15:13.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sue Monk Kidd</title><content type='html'>I learned that Sue Monk &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kidd&lt;/span&gt; was born in august 12,1948. Also she born in Sylvester Georgia and then she also attended a school called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Texas&lt;/span&gt; Christian University and  graduated from that school with a B.S. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nursing&lt;/span&gt; degree in the year of 1970. Sue Monk Kidd's first book she made was called God's Joyful Surprise &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;which&lt;/span&gt; was in the year of 1988. Sue Monk &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kidd&lt;/span&gt; then had  started the novel called The Secret Life Of Bees &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;which&lt;/span&gt; she was then done with  after three and a half years that had passed. Her novel became so famous that they began to use it in the New York &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;theaters&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-6361919521422414274?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6361919521422414274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/sue-monk-kidd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/6361919521422414274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/6361919521422414274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/sue-monk-kidd.html' title='Sue Monk Kidd'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214638401812588037.post-6082015791940839545</id><published>2009-05-05T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T09:10:56.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY TOUGHTS ABOUT FIRST BLOG</title><content type='html'>my oppinion on how in class we start out with a blog is actually a nice thing. I think its a good idea because we get to search new things and also learn as we go. Also we write down what we learned in that story we searched and read. Also we get to write a pharagraph in our own words. I think its a great way to start class.  =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214638401812588037-6082015791940839545?l=cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6082015791940839545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-toughts-about-first-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/6082015791940839545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214638401812588037/posts/default/6082015791940839545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristalsblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-toughts-about-first-blog.html' title='MY TOUGHTS ABOUT FIRST BLOG'/><author><name>CRISTAL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331818893683849724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YDXEOW6h9cM/SypfTR5psVI/AAAAAAAAACY/9dm1nbd0o-w/S220/m_d0a32d7e5611468594f575a8d151f7a3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
