<?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-1931913964469276890</id><updated>2012-02-14T11:39:16.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Island School</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>114</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-6770286591285688143</id><published>2012-02-14T11:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T11:39:16.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCRATCH SO FAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://scratch.mit.edu/projects/BPena188/2332739"&gt;&lt;img src="http://scratch.mit.edu/static/projects/BPena188/2332739_med.png" width="425" height="319" alt="Scratch Project" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-6770286591285688143?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/6770286591285688143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2012/02/scratch-so-far.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/6770286591285688143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/6770286591285688143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2012/02/scratch-so-far.html' title='SCRATCH SO FAR'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-2886291016813419048</id><published>2012-02-02T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T08:00:08.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What qualities do you look for when choosing your friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qualities that i look for when choosing friends is, we can things in common but then again, we may have our differences but i wouldn't care. Depending on if we have too many problems is not good, um i will always be there for them and i hope that would be there for me. Things like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-2886291016813419048?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/2886291016813419048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-qualities-do-you-look-for-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/2886291016813419048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/2886291016813419048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-qualities-do-you-look-for-when.html' title=''/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-6999016333579758019</id><published>2012-02-02T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T07:53:50.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; A window opens, it’s you 3 years ago,  what advice do you give yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: If i was to open a window and it was me 3 years ago, the advice I would give to my self is, is to stop fooling around. Embarassing things have happened to me 3 years ago that i do wish i could UNDO x_x, um but i would give my self advice and what to do and what not to do based on my expierence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-6999016333579758019?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/6999016333579758019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2012/02/window-opens-its-you-3-years-ago-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/6999016333579758019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/6999016333579758019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2012/02/window-opens-its-you-3-years-ago-what.html' title=''/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-5440040239262400435</id><published>2012-02-02T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T07:43:44.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; If you were the opposite sex, what would your name be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Answer: If i was the opposite sex (boy) my name would probably be  Bryan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-5440040239262400435?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/5440040239262400435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2012/02/if-you-were-opposite-sex-what-would.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/5440040239262400435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/5440040239262400435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2012/02/if-you-were-opposite-sex-what-would.html' title=''/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-1138619282398277125</id><published>2012-02-02T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T07:33:48.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;6. What’s one thing you’d change about your neighborhood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: One thing I would change about my neighborhood is, all the dangers out here. The danger never stops. People that are so stupid feel that they could kill people and get it away with it. What goes around comes around. But yeah i would change the danger around  my area where i live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-1138619282398277125?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/1138619282398277125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2012/02/6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/1138619282398277125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/1138619282398277125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2012/02/6.html' title=''/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-4359441909192240570</id><published>2012-02-02T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T07:27:38.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;. Do you sing in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Do I SING IN THE SHOWER? Actually, when i'm bored and feel like singing, yes. I do sing in the shower :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-4359441909192240570?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/4359441909192240570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2012/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/4359441909192240570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/4359441909192240570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2012/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-3395095685007207933</id><published>2012-02-02T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T07:26:22.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;2. What’s your best childhood memory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: My best CHILDHOOD memory, and don't laugh when i say this... is, when me, my mom, my uncle, my aunt, my other uncle, &amp;amp; 2 cousins (moms side) went to SESAME PLACE. Don't judge me but , honestly when i was little i had the most fun there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-3395095685007207933?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/3395095685007207933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2012/02/2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/3395095685007207933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/3395095685007207933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2012/02/2.html' title=''/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-1678764246743919738</id><published>2012-02-02T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T07:24:10.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;3. What’s something you eat that many people find disgusting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer; Something I eat that A LOT of people find disgusting is, something called "soncocho". It's a soup that is home made, with carrots, platanoes, potatoes, chicken, stake, &amp;amp; veggies. Then there's the liquid of the soup. So many people tell me that its disgusting. But i find soncocho good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-1678764246743919738?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/1678764246743919738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2012/02/3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/1678764246743919738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/1678764246743919738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2012/02/3.html' title=''/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-4666784674287142991</id><published>2012-02-02T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T07:21:40.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;4. Do you believe in love at first sight?  Why or why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Honestly, No. For me i get to know the person, become their friend and eventually at some point i may fall in love. So when i feel the time is right i can i find out if the person i love (known for a while) feels the same way. ;$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-4666784674287142991?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/4666784674287142991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2012/02/4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/4666784674287142991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/4666784674287142991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2012/02/4.html' title=''/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-7884341673593818624</id><published>2012-02-02T07:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T07:19:35.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;  What something you fake all the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Actually something that I fake all the time, is when i don't want to go to school, i fake to be sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-7884341673593818624?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/7884341673593818624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-something-you-fake-all-time-answer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/7884341673593818624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/7884341673593818624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-something-you-fake-all-time-answer.html' title=''/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-2271587589766854417</id><published>2012-01-31T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T11:41:26.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1.  Describe your bedroom.  What’s the single most important thing in it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer:  My room is sorta big, um i have a queen sized bed. Then a dresser where i keep most of my lotions,perfumes, deorderants(i spelled that wrong), and stuff for my hair. The walls are white,  actually want to paint them like a green or a brown. There's a tv, my laptop, 2 closets, and stuff like that. I would say the most single important thing in my room is, i have a draw where i keep my memories, pictures, and gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-2271587589766854417?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/2271587589766854417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2012/01/1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/2271587589766854417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/2271587589766854417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2012/01/1.html' title=''/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-377127126903340418</id><published>2012-01-20T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T11:22:22.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TEEN QUESTIONS</title><content type='html'>Questionn: What is a problem in your country or the world that you hope is resolved by the time you are an adult?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answerr: a PROBLEM in the world that i hope to be resolved by the time i am a adult, is better apartments, money issues, people who are criminals needs t2 be in prison or something, a better enviorment. Some of those or even  one of those would be good for me when i grow up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-377127126903340418?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/377127126903340418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2012/01/teen-questions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/377127126903340418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/377127126903340418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2012/01/teen-questions.html' title='TEEN QUESTIONS'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-7966826164963444733</id><published>2011-11-22T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T11:47:47.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>N*****</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;1. Where does the N-Word Come from? Why does it offend some people so much?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: The N word comes from slaves. Black slaves that were being abused by their "owners" If offends some people, because they think of how the word N**** is being used. The meaning or definition of the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2.  Should non-black people be able to use the N-Word?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: No and yes. It depends how the person uses the word in a phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. Should musicians stop using the N-Word?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: I mean the way some musicians say it can be offensive. So maybe they should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4. Do other ethnic groups (for example, Chinese, Jews, and  Dominicans) use ethnic slurs like the N-Word to describe themselves?  If  not, Why?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: No. They usually say it to mean like a brother. Like i said it depends on how the phrase comes out and how the person they saying it to takes the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-7966826164963444733?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/7966826164963444733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/11/n.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/7966826164963444733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/7966826164963444733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/11/n.html' title='N*****'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-2099352543664418148</id><published>2011-11-03T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T07:44:06.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BODY SCANNERS IN AIR PORTS</title><content type='html'>I under stand that it's for our well being that we get body scanned, but some people just don't feel comfortable with a bunch of strangers feeling and seeing their body parts. I mean I wouldn't like it at all. Since I don't like being touched in my body parts by complete strangers; I would just rather go through the body scanners. I wouldn't want to be blown up in the air and die all because i refused to get scanned. So i guess the  only good thing about being scanned is you know that you're safe to go on the air plane ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-2099352543664418148?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/2099352543664418148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/11/body-scanners-in-air-ports.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/2099352543664418148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/2099352543664418148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/11/body-scanners-in-air-ports.html' title='BODY SCANNERS IN AIR PORTS'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-7059057340714327210</id><published>2011-10-20T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T08:07:13.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Engineering Ground zero</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. What are some things you learned about the materials (e.g., glass, concrete, steel) used for re-building ground zero.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ANSWER: I learned that the steel from the last 2 twin towers wasn't that strong when the planes hit. but NO steel in the history of steels can never tip over and fall. The&lt;/span&gt;y &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;test the material before they really start creating the tower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. What were some of the challenges that the builders faced when creating the new WTC building and memorial fountains?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ANSWER: Having to make the heavy glass. Some glass they made wasn't stable enough to put on the building. They had to test the glass by using a heavy metal hammer to see how bad the glass would break. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. What does the design of the WTC symbolize?  What does the design of the memorial fountains symbolize?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ANSWER: They both symbolize, the people who died&lt;/span&gt;. A memorial for the people who lost their lives. Also for the twin tower that broke down in flames. A memorial for things and people that was taken away for this earth. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WORLD TRAIT CENTER"- R.I.P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4.  How will this video affect your memorial design?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ANSWER: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To add for effects to the memorial design. Inspire us to make a better design maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-7059057340714327210?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/7059057340714327210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/10/engineering-ground-zero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/7059057340714327210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/7059057340714327210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/10/engineering-ground-zero.html' title='Engineering Ground zero'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-8466510332462305548</id><published>2011-09-26T10:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T10:04:54.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SKETCH UP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q1AwWdHEvKo/ToCv1SQhW6I/AAAAAAAAAEY/YUo0sOa6utY/s1600/brittanys%2Bhouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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Describe what your favorite design looked like?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: my favorite design looked like the twin towers that were obviously made out of glass and then something that looks like a globe that's I guess looks like its surrounding the twin towers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. How were the designs different, how were they the same?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: They were different because, the way they made the twin towers were out of glass. They're the same because, the way that the designs looked, they looked exactly the same with the actual twin towers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3.  If you could create a memorial for 9/11 what would it look like?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: I would design the 2 twin towers.. and make 9-11 R.I.P in big letters and label where the smoke hit and where the air planes hit on the twin towers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-5582039059210495006?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/5582039059210495006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/09/9-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/5582039059210495006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/5582039059210495006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/09/9-11.html' title='9-11'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-4989701731436440574</id><published>2011-09-08T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T11:39:18.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear fans of my blog,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First off, I want to tell you what a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; summer I had.   Not only did I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;attend a summer camp&lt;/span&gt;, but I also &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;hanged out with my familly&lt;/span&gt;.  One thing that I didn’t do (but wish I had) was&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; go to P.A&lt;/span&gt;.  It feels so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;proud&lt;/span&gt; to be at school because&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; I passed into the next grade&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyhow, I just watched a Men in Black video clip and it was really&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; funny&lt;/span&gt;.  I couldn’t believe that Will Smith&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt; broke his pencil&lt;/span&gt;. Looking at Mr. Lahana’s “MOST IMPORTANT THINGS” list it’s pretty clear this video was talking about #1.  This is because&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt; Will smith needed a way to write on his paper, so he had to bring a table to where he was sitting in order to write on his paper&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On #4 of Mr. Lahana’s “MOST IMPORTANT THINGS” list he talks about finding what you love. Besides texting, Facebooking, and drooling over my favorite star &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Lil wayne &lt;/span&gt;, I’m into some serious stuff.  Stuff that not everyone’s into– like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;listening to music all the time, even when i sleep some times&lt;/span&gt;. It’s true!  I could spend hours listening to music and time just vanishes.  If you gave me access to a computer with a camera, Garageband, Scratch, Photoshop or 3D design software I would make a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;song&lt;/span&gt; that showed off my talent at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt;.  But you know, I’m not perfect at my talent yet.  By the end of the year I hope I can &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;make some good music&lt;/span&gt;.  Well, that’s all I have time to write for now– &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;bye&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-4989701731436440574?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/4989701731436440574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/09/dear-fans-of-my-blog-first-off-i-want.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/4989701731436440574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/4989701731436440574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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beat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://scratch.mit.edu/projects/BPena188/1864652"&gt;&lt;img src="http://scratch.mit.edu/static/projects/BPena188/1864652_med.png" width="425" height="319" alt="Scratch Project" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-909060688396645047?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/909060688396645047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/06/move-to-beat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/909060688396645047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/909060688396645047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/06/move-to-beat.html' title='Move to a beat'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-8169329544041334637</id><published>2011-05-26T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T09:48:25.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The break in Girlfriend story</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;1.  Pretend you are the girlfriend in this video.  Write a break-up email to your boyfriend now that you know he broke into your social networking account.  Include all the reasons that led to your decision to break up with him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Answer: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Hey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Well um i saw you break into my account.. that isn't cool.. i thought you had trust in me. Turns out I WAS WRONG. Why did you do it? What reason? Can you even answer? Guess not. But the thing that I'm leading to in this letter is.. I'm breaking up with you. This relation ship never had trust and never will. So it's over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;2.  Pretend you are the boyfriend in this video. Write an apology email for breaking into your girlfriend’s social networking account (it better be good!)  Include all the reasons you know what you did was wrong and how you will make it up to her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Answer: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Hey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;m really sorry for breaking into your account. I didn't know what the heck i was even thinking to do that. I want you to know that i trust you with all my heart. I will never do it again. I have trust in you. Just know that. I'm if I hurt you, making you think that i never trusted you. I'm just a little over protective with this. I don't want any other guy trying to talk to you. I'M REALLY SORRY FOR THE UNTRUSTED THOUGHT I WAS GIVING YOU.. PLEASE FOR GIVE ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-8169329544041334637?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/8169329544041334637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/05/break-in-girlfriend-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/8169329544041334637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/8169329544041334637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/05/break-in-girlfriend-story.html' title='The break in Girlfriend story'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-3559505161538712112</id><published>2011-05-23T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T06:48:57.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it worth it?-(sexting)</title><content type='html'>Is it worth you showing your privacy to the world?&lt;br /&gt;Is it worth you showing off your body to the world?&lt;br /&gt;Is it worth you KILLING your self over what people think?&lt;br /&gt;Is she or he worth your time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who decide to show their privacy on the internet and sending your privacy to people.. you don't know if you trust, end up in a situation where they want to kill their selves. Once your privacy hits the internet THERE'S NO GOING BACK! So my advice to people, is to be careful what you share to people on line, because if you don't trust in your "friends" on line then what's the point of having them on line? Think before your actions. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-3559505161538712112?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/3559505161538712112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/05/is-it-worth-it-sexting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/3559505161538712112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/3559505161538712112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/05/is-it-worth-it-sexting.html' title='Is it worth it?-(sexting)'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-4865190062855810672</id><published>2011-05-16T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T06:53:37.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boyfriend’s Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.  Which answer did you pick first?  Why?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: I picked C(Just ask her. Her reactions will say it all) I picked this answer because, to me i think thats just the best thing to do in a relation ship, to have trust, not to hack into their private account.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Can you think of other things that people do online that they wouldn’t normally do in person?  Give examples.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: Things that people may do on line but wouldn't normally do in person, is show another person their body(naked)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. How important is &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; privacy online?  Do you care if your friends know your passwords?  If you have one, do you let anyone view your Facebook pages?  Explain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: My privacy is very important to me online. I would care if my friends know my password to my face book or any thing else thats private to me because, you never know what your friends are capable of doing on YOUR account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-4865190062855810672?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/4865190062855810672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/05/boyfriends-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/4865190062855810672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/4865190062855810672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/05/boyfriends-story.html' title='Boyfriend’s Story'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-1184986047215157514</id><published>2011-05-09T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T11:35:05.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The power of spoken word pt. 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In "The power of spoken word pt.1" the people there are very strong, powerful and smart. They speak the truth. They speak from their hearts. I really enjoyed this little movie. It shows people when they want to do some thing in life, like be a poet, to not be afraid of speaking your mind in front of people. Remeber the people are there to hear your talent, not to judge. They clap they whistle and yell, but its cause of the poems these people write.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-1184986047215157514?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/1184986047215157514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/05/power-of-spoken-word-pt-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/1184986047215157514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/1184986047215157514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/05/power-of-spoken-word-pt-1.html' title='The power of spoken word pt. 1'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-7031914432515081104</id><published>2011-05-06T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T09:11:21.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont you hear me?</title><content type='html'>Do you hear me?&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel me?&lt;br /&gt;Cause' deep in me, your in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Are you near or are you far?&lt;br /&gt;You stand there,&lt;br /&gt;But I don't think its fair.&lt;br /&gt;You act like I'm nothing&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by&lt;br /&gt;You start to fly,&lt;br /&gt;But all i can say to you is bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-7031914432515081104?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/7031914432515081104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/05/dont-you-hear-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/7031914432515081104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/7031914432515081104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/05/dont-you-hear-me.html' title='Dont you hear me?'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-9194468603795030478</id><published>2011-05-02T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T11:42:12.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayiti Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;1)  How is Ayiti different from 3rd World Farmer?  How is it the same?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Answer: Ayiti is different from 3rd world farmer because, in Ayiti you can actually see if your family is unhappy or happy and all that. But in 3rd farmer you can't see if your family is happy or unhappy, they just die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What strategies did you use? For example, did you combine work and school, or did you send everyone to work? Which worked? Which did  not?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Answer:  For the children i sent them to school. For the Parents i sent them to work. For more money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;3)  Why would parents choose to devote so much effort to sending their children to school?  What obstacles did you face in trying to keep them in school?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Answer: The effort the parents chose to devote their children to school because, when the children were done with school they were able to get good jobs. Some obstacles i faced when trying to keep them in school, is like their emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;** BONUS **&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4. What would the game “Lower East Side: The Cost of Life” look like?  What choices would your family have to make to be  happy, healthy, have money, and be well-educated.  What obstacles would stand in your way?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: The game "Lower East side: The Cost of Life" what probably look like, how it looks now, blood gangs, grafeedy(spelled wrong) people speeding on the highways, people getting arrested, police, etc. The choices my family would have to make to be happy, healthy, have money, and be well-educated is to keep focused in school, to get a good job. People. People are the obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-9194468603795030478?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/9194468603795030478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/05/ayiti-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/9194468603795030478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/9194468603795030478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/05/ayiti-game.html' title='Ayiti Game'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-466380024046925604</id><published>2011-05-02T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T06:51:59.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Qaeda Leader Killed by U.S. Forces in Pakistan</title><content type='html'>I feel like unsafe. I feel this way because, you never know if Qaeda's people, are pissed off and decide to just attack the United States because of Qaeda's leader's death. Do you know the damage that they can do. I mean look what happened to the Twin Towers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-466380024046925604?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/466380024046925604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/05/qaeda-leader-killed-by-us-forces-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/466380024046925604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/466380024046925604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/05/qaeda-leader-killed-by-us-forces-in.html' title='Qaeda Leader Killed by U.S. Forces in Pakistan'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-199319052116726840</id><published>2011-04-08T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T08:54:41.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;img title="sexting_txt" src="http://techbrarian.com/home/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/sexting_txt-198x300.jpg" alt="sexting_txt" width="198" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px;"&gt;HECK NO! I wouldn't take a naked picture of my self and send it to this person because, IT'S MY BODY. MY PRIVACY! It's just really nasty. When people do that, it's like they don't think about what the person is going to do with the picture and YOUR ACTUALLY EXPODING YOUR PRIVACY! ITS JUST SO YUCKKK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-199319052116726840?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/199319052116726840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/04/heck-no-i-wouldnt-take-naked-picture-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/199319052116726840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/199319052116726840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/04/heck-no-i-wouldnt-take-naked-picture-of.html' title=''/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-7978449568761365535</id><published>2011-04-01T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T09:09:22.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not finished rock paper scissors</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://scratch.mit.edu/projects/BPena188/1694760"&gt;&lt;img src="http://scratch.mit.edu/static/projects/BPena188/1694760_med.png" width="425" height="319" alt="Scratch Project" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-7978449568761365535?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/7978449568761365535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/04/not-finished-rock-paper-scissors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/7978449568761365535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/7978449568761365535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/04/not-finished-rock-paper-scissors.html' title='Not finished rock paper scissors'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-6864502327721685949</id><published>2011-03-30T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T11:26:54.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY NEW TEETH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zo0Hs9T7jZc/TZNzJKVf7OI/AAAAAAAAADo/kDvYZW7VIXY/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-30%2Bat%2B14.09.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zo0Hs9T7jZc/TZNzJKVf7OI/AAAAAAAAADo/kDvYZW7VIXY/s200/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-30%2Bat%2B14.09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589938163727461602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;  Yeah yeah yeah I know I look weird. A lot of my friends say. HA! I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;took my braces off finally. I kind of like miss having them in my mouth thought. Yeah I know that sounded weird but what ever. But I kind of like my new teeth. They're nice and straight. Some people that have seen my teeth and smile say i have a nice/beautiful smile. :D Like it? The suckish part about taking off my braces is that I have to wear this retainer for 6 months -____- It's so my teeth stay the way they are. I don't get but honestly I would do any thing to keep my teeth like this!!!! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R6RqJD_sn4w/TZNzCBL7FSI/AAAAAAAAADg/KIVkVg5DNiU/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-30%2Bat%2B14.09%2B%25232.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R6RqJD_sn4w/TZNzCBL7FSI/AAAAAAAAADg/KIVkVg5DNiU/s200/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-30%2Bat%2B14.09%2B%25232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589938041012294946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The new me. I guess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-6864502327721685949?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/6864502327721685949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-new-teeth.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/6864502327721685949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/6864502327721685949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-new-teeth.html' title='MY NEW TEETH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (:'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zo0Hs9T7jZc/TZNzJKVf7OI/AAAAAAAAADo/kDvYZW7VIXY/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-30%2Bat%2B14.09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-2542139414816535833</id><published>2011-03-25T11:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T11:42:09.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1) What was life like as a 3rd World farmer?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Having to work hard, getting good money to help his/her family servive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) Explain your strategy to do well in this game.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: Saving money, but at the same time getting some food for my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3) What ideas does 3rd World Farmer give you for designing your healthy eating game in Scratch?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: I think like to make your own farm.. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-2542139414816535833?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/2542139414816535833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/03/1-what-was-life-like-as-3rd-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/2542139414816535833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/2542139414816535833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/03/1-what-was-life-like-as-3rd-world.html' title=''/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-8282896179557999004</id><published>2011-03-25T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T09:09:17.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;1) Describe with as much detail as possible, what the detention centers are like (i.e., the bathrooms, medical facilities, cells, solitary confinement, etc.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ANSWER:  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The detention centers are like just disgusting. The bathrooms are dirty. The medical barely helps you. Like they serouisly have to strap you down and then "attend to you". The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; cells are ugly, dirty and when the prisoners go to sleep they don't turn the lights out, and some times when the prisoners ask for something, the cops just start beating them. Like why would they treat them like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;2) How did playing this game make you feel?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ANSWER: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;This game made me feel bad for the people that are suffering in life. Like what if that was me? I wouldn't be able to live like that.  My life like that would be.... LIKE DEATH!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;3) What do you think the Unites States should do differently with their immigrants?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;ANSWER: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Um I think the United States should let their immigrants be able to go back to their own country.!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-8282896179557999004?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/8282896179557999004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/03/1-describe-with-as-much-detail-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/8282896179557999004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/8282896179557999004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/03/1-describe-with-as-much-detail-as.html' title=''/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-4335638002704492933</id><published>2011-03-24T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T09:57:30.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello texting. Good bye Phone calls!!</title><content type='html'>Therapist: When was the last time you made or talked to some body on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient: Umm.. Like when my mom made me talk to my aunt to say Happy Birthday. Why?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therapist: I don't know it was just a question. Well any way why don't you talk on the phone any more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient: I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therapist: Do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient: Yes. Didn't I just tell you that? Gosh! Why are we talking about this any way?(patient is texting on the phone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therapist: I told you. Im just asking. And theres no need to GOSH! me. Its just some thing for us to talk about while you are here. And put that phone away please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient: Um, okay... well i answered your question. So.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therapist: Well HOW do you use your phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient: OH MY GOSH! Im outta' here!(Patient walks out texting on her phone.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therapist: Okay well bye bye now. And if you want to come back here, just give me a call okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient: Um nahh i think i'll just text you, so whats your number?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-4335638002704492933?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/4335638002704492933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/03/hello-texting-good-bye-phone-calls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/4335638002704492933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/4335638002704492933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/03/hello-texting-good-bye-phone-calls.html' title='Hello texting. Good bye Phone calls!!'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-8357759139694282140</id><published>2011-02-28T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T11:37:09.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOUR THE REASON!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're the reason for these butterflies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                   That are fluttering uncontrollable inside of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                   These butterflies will never calm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                   They've taken over my whole body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You're the reason for this smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                   That brightens my whole face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                   This smile will never frown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                   You've unknowingly became my all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;You make me feel alive once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;                   You've erased my past with just a touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;                   Chased my fears with just one glance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I thought my happiness was forbidden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                   Until you took my world and killed my demons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                   Read into all my deepest dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                   And gave them beautiful wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;                     You're the reason I believe in love!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-8357759139694282140?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/8357759139694282140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/02/your-reason.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/8357759139694282140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/8357759139694282140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/02/your-reason.html' title='YOUR THE REASON!!!'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-5560843041494291129</id><published>2011-02-09T11:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T11:27:16.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 18px; white-space: nowrap; font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I have been taught never to brag but now&lt;br /&gt;I cannot help it: I keep&lt;br /&gt;a beautiful garden, all abundance,&lt;br /&gt;indiscriminate, pulling itself&lt;br /&gt;from the stubborn earth. Does it offend you&lt;br /&gt;to watch me working in it,&lt;br /&gt;touching my hands to the greening tips or&lt;br /&gt;tearing the yellow stalks back, so wild&lt;br /&gt;the living and the dead both&lt;br /&gt;snap off in my hands?&lt;br /&gt;The neighbor with his stuttering&lt;br /&gt;fingers, the neighbor with his broken&lt;br /&gt;love: each comes up my drive&lt;br /&gt;to receive his pitying,&lt;br /&gt;accustomed consolations, watches me&lt;br /&gt;work in silence a while, rises in anger,&lt;br /&gt;walks back. Does it offend them to watch me&lt;br /&gt;not mourning with them but working&lt;br /&gt;fitfully, fruitlessly, working&lt;br /&gt;the way the bees work, which is to say&lt;br /&gt;by instinct alone, which looks&lt;br /&gt;like pleasure? I can stand for hours among&lt;br /&gt;the sweet narcissus, silent as a point of bone.&lt;br /&gt;I can wait longer than sadness. I can wait longer&lt;br /&gt;than your grief. It is such a small thing&lt;br /&gt;to be proud of, this garden. Today&lt;br /&gt;there were scrub jays, quail,&lt;br /&gt;a woodpecker knocking at the white&lt;br /&gt;and black shapes of trees, and someone's lost rabbit&lt;br /&gt;scratching under the barberry: Is it&lt;br /&gt;indiscriminate? Should it shrink back, wither,&lt;br /&gt;and expurgate? Should I, too, not be loved?&lt;br /&gt;It is only a little time, a little space.&lt;br /&gt;Why not watch the grasses take up their colors in a rush&lt;br /&gt;like a stream of kerosene being lit?&lt;br /&gt;If I could not have made this garden beautiful&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't understand your suffering,&lt;br /&gt;nor care for each the same, inflamed way.&lt;br /&gt;I would have to stay only like the bees,&lt;br /&gt;beyond consciousness, beyond self-&lt;br /&gt;reproach, fingers dug down hard&lt;br /&gt;into stone, growing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;There is no end to ego,&lt;br /&gt;with its museum of disappointments.&lt;br /&gt;I want to take my neighbors into the garden&lt;br /&gt;and show them: Here is consolation.&lt;br /&gt;Here is your pity. Look how much seed it drops&lt;br /&gt;around the sparrows as they fight.&lt;br /&gt;It lives despite their misery.&lt;br /&gt;It glows each evening with a violent light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-5560843041494291129?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/5560843041494291129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/5560843041494291129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/5560843041494291129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy.html' title='Happy'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-4235017215004686321</id><published>2011-02-07T06:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T06:54:14.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Take away gentle breezes, instead send an icy gale,&lt;br /&gt;Summer winds like these have no place in hell.&lt;br /&gt;Let its' gusts clean out each promise made by you in haste&lt;br /&gt;Lying at my feet with leaves turning into waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill my skies with darkened clouds to cover up your sun,&lt;br /&gt;Send me no more bright lit days lying you are the one.&lt;br /&gt;Release their rain into my soul to smother passions' fire,&lt;br /&gt;cleanse this heart of each and every remnant of desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me just one memory to dream of when asleep,&lt;br /&gt;At least, I will know for sure it is mine to keep.&lt;br /&gt;Springtime visit here no more, do not try to make amends,&lt;br /&gt;Your days are too sublime for me to see them end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-4235017215004686321?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/4235017215004686321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/02/take-away-gentle-breezes-instead-send.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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the breeze revealing a single branch, hanging with a stem so thin, that where my best friends chain begin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-8087188554837854062?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/8087188554837854062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/02/this-is-what-i-know-by-observing-warm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/8087188554837854062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/8087188554837854062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/02/this-is-what-i-know-by-observing-warm.html' title=''/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-7199115542511546</id><published>2011-02-07T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T06:51:14.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oval in design--&lt;br /&gt;how you watch me live.&lt;br /&gt;Behind every corner&lt;br /&gt;of your mind lies&lt;br /&gt;another secret yet to&lt;br /&gt;be told. Well here&lt;br /&gt;I lie listening to your&lt;br /&gt;heart...help me&lt;br /&gt;decipher its motives&lt;br /&gt;help me decode&lt;br /&gt;each deathly beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only known you&lt;br /&gt;for days..but your&lt;br /&gt;eyes hold a century&lt;br /&gt;worth of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach me the ways of a&lt;br /&gt;lover so that I may know&lt;br /&gt;what it's like to feel&lt;br /&gt;such despair. Break me&lt;br /&gt;into the pieces you are before&lt;br /&gt;me now. Bring me to your&lt;br /&gt;level...I beg to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were meant to see&lt;br /&gt;life through the eyes&lt;br /&gt;of the living...not a shadow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-7199115542511546?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/7199115542511546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/02/oval-in-design-how-you-watch-me-live.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/7199115542511546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/7199115542511546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/02/oval-in-design-how-you-watch-me-live.html' title=''/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-3653816851985422532</id><published>2011-02-07T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T06:46:41.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny but the truth</title><content type='html'>He lied to me and made me cry,&lt;br /&gt;but who gives a damn he ain't nothing but a guy,&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i loved him..with all of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;and like always he just tore me apart,&lt;br /&gt;but theres no use of sitting around being depressed,&lt;br /&gt;i mean come on.. he's just like the rest!&lt;br /&gt;F@#$ him and all his stupid Lil games..&lt;br /&gt;I see now he ain't never gonna change,&lt;br /&gt;All because to his friends I wasn't good enough,&lt;br /&gt;And to them he had to be MR. THUG and act all tough,&lt;br /&gt;But what if i told them about the times he cried,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure it would all just be denied..&lt;br /&gt;So just go away..get the hell outta my face..&lt;br /&gt;It wont take long for me to find some one to take your place!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-3653816851985422532?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/3653816851985422532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/02/funny-but-truth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/3653816851985422532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/3653816851985422532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/02/funny-but-truth.html' title='Funny but the truth'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-6142887542229496205</id><published>2011-02-07T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T06:40:52.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We may have our ups.&lt;br /&gt;We may have are downs.&lt;br /&gt;But as long as your on my side I can do anything.&lt;br /&gt;As long as you say you love me I'll always have a smile.&lt;br /&gt;As long as you try is means the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;As long as you believe me I'll always believe you.&lt;br /&gt;As long as you have faith in me we can make it till the end.&lt;br /&gt;But once it goes away, I'll try to hold the tears away and be strong.&lt;br /&gt;But when that disappears so will my hope and faith.&lt;br /&gt;So please tell me you love me!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-6142887542229496205?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/6142887542229496205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/02/we-may-have-our-ups.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/6142887542229496205'/><link rel='self' 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smile.&lt;br /&gt;When I think about you i start to smile.&lt;br /&gt;Its just You.&lt;br /&gt;You don't care i know.&lt;br /&gt;but i just want you know that I'll never for get about you.&lt;br /&gt;your always on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;YOU!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-9120601722597370501?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/9120601722597370501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/02/you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/9120601722597370501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/9120601722597370501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/02/you.html' title='YOU'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-2263595972604168823</id><published>2011-01-14T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T11:24:01.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just over things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm just over things.&lt;br /&gt;You never cared&lt;br /&gt;You never did&lt;br /&gt;You never thought of me&lt;br /&gt;You changed&lt;br /&gt;What happened?&lt;br /&gt;Is it me or are you just being some one else other then what I've seen about you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just over things and you.&lt;br /&gt;I already know how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;You probably hate me.&lt;br /&gt;But guess what I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;You no longer special to me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm over YOU!&lt;br /&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/1931913964469276890-2263595972604168823?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/2263595972604168823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-just-over-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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You are like my everything.&lt;br /&gt;When i'm with you, i feel like i'm in another world.&lt;br /&gt;I know you used to feel the same, but i guess your feelings changed.&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know, i will never stop loving you. I like you for you and nothing and no one can change this feeling. 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If some thing bad happened in the past with you, some, or people, just let it go. Do you think its worth holding on to? For me every thing that happened in the past, is still going to be apart of my memory, but the best thing to do is to let the past go and hold on to tomorrow. THE FUTURE IS WHAT PEOPLE SHOULD BE HOLDING ON TO!!!!!!!(well that's what I think)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-8670318128426769925?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/8670318128426769925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-let-go-of-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/8670318128426769925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/8670318128426769925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-let-go-of-past.html' title='Just Let Go Of The Past!!'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-820992019443629042</id><published>2010-11-12T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T08:56:50.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is loV3?!</title><content type='html'>LoVE IS a very powerful word. Why do people even use this word. Its like when the person says they love that person, i bet they don't even mean it. Love comes from the heart. Not from your mind. What do you belive? Comment me, to see what you think lov3 is.! :) ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-820992019443629042?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/820992019443629042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-is-lov3.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/820992019443629042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/820992019443629042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-is-lov3.html' title='What Is loV3?!'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-5466710260746052764</id><published>2010-11-04T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T09:53:30.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Made in L.A part 3</title><content type='html'>1.  If it were up to you to make the decision, would you let the sweatshop workers  become legal U.S. citizens?  Why or why not?ans: Yes. Every body deserves a chance to live their life as a human. Moost people should learn how to explore different things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Describe a moment in from parts 1, 2, or 3 of this movie that you found particularly memorable? Why?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: People are working for the sweat shops, and only are getting paid $1.25 for working almost 15 hours. With their kids!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  By the end of part 3, the protestors seem to be giving up hope.  If you were able to speak to the group, what would you say to them to inspire them to keep going?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: I would say to keep trying. Never give up. You never know, maybe one day you'll have the best day in life. Remember that the day you die EVERY BODY that knew you, will remember you as the good human being that you are. When people quit and find out sooner or later, those people who didn't give up, will end up with some thing that they always hoped for!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-5466710260746052764?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/5466710260746052764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/11/made-in-la-part-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/5466710260746052764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/5466710260746052764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/11/made-in-la-part-3.html' title='Made in L.A part 3'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-1105497307597162739</id><published>2010-11-03T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T11:39:40.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How does life plan out when you are really confused&lt;&lt;?</title><content type='html'>How does life plan out when you are really confused ? When i get really confused in life, i dont know what do!! I blank out and I start to get a head ache. Life can be really confusing  !!!  What do you think.? Comment on this blogger and tell mee !!;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-1105497307597162739?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/1105497307597162739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/11/how-does-life-plan-out-when-you-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/1105497307597162739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/1105497307597162739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/11/how-does-life-plan-out-when-you-are.html' title='How does life plan out when you are really confused&lt;&lt;?'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-7548933294210503801</id><published>2010-10-29T09:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T09:12:28.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's what ever</title><content type='html'>I dont know any more. I try and reach my hand out as a friend to you, and like you push me away. I try and talk to you, you never seem to "listen" to me. I feel like when what happened broke us apart. Every day its a day of silence, every day i feel like we grow apart more and more. Why you being like that? Whats the reason? Can you AT LEAST answer that to me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is based on my real life. Its really true about some one. They should know who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM DONEE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-7548933294210503801?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/7548933294210503801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-what-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/7548933294210503801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/7548933294210503801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-what-ever.html' title='It&apos;s what ever'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-8389057017567897887</id><published>2010-10-22T08:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T08:56:51.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAZEEEE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;a href="'http://scratch.mit.edu/projects/BPena188/1368614'"&gt;&lt;img src="'http://scratch.mit.edu/static/projects/BPena188/1368614_med.png'" width="'425'" height="'319'" alt="'Scratch" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-8389057017567897887?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/8389057017567897887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/10/mazeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/8389057017567897887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/8389057017567897887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/10/mazeeee.html' title='MAZEEEE!!!'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-4113577677847749369</id><published>2010-10-21T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T09:48:26.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 2 made in l.a</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.  Who does Forever 21 blame for the sweatshops?  Why?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: Forever 21 blames contractors. They blame them because the contractors are the ones who give the workers their money but make are the ones making all the arrangments. Such as the price, and the type of clothing(that the costumers do't know about). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.  What’s wrong with Forever 21′s argument?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: The costumers are complaining how they have to pay a large amount for their clothing. But the workers aren't getting paid the right way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.  Why do the workers continue to protest even if it means they might lose their jobs?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: Because know job is worth all the hard work if they aren't going to get paid their part, that they earn!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-4113577677847749369?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/4113577677847749369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/10/part-2-made-in-la.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/4113577677847749369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/4113577677847749369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/10/part-2-made-in-la.html' title='Part 2 made in l.a'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-83093183609475920</id><published>2010-10-18T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T06:39:50.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind the swoosh L.A.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. How is the life of sweatshop workers in L.A. the same as those in Indonesia?  How is it different?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: The life of sweatshop workers in L.A. the same as those in Indonesia is All the workers at the sweatshop don't get paid as much, and the struggle threw life. The life of the sweatshop workers in L.A. is different as those in Indonesia is, workers in L.A. live in  a good home and the workers in Indonesia don't live in good homes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Why is it that poor immigrants (newcomers) end up working at sweatshops?  Why don’t they work as lawyers or doctors or at Mcdonalds?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: New comers (immigrants) end up working at sweatshops and not as lawyers or doctors or at Mcdonalds because most workers didn't have a good education or because the new comers don't know how most sweatshops work they think that the owners are going to pay them enough money.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Predict what’s going to happen by the end of this movie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: What I predict  whats going to happen by the end of this movie is some how the workers are going to end up in a better place. Maybe heaven or maybe in a better home. A better job. A better life !!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-83093183609475920?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/83093183609475920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/10/behind-swoosh-la.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/83093183609475920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/83093183609475920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/10/behind-swoosh-la.html' title='Behind the swoosh L.A.'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-7383982448058482410</id><published>2010-10-07T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T09:46:35.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind the swooshh part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Now that you’ve learned a little bit about what life is like for Indonesian sweatshop workers, pretend you are a Nike sweatshop worker and write a poem from this viewpoint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Answer: If I was working at a Nike sweat shop i would be very pissed off with the owners. They don't even care about us. Like that "human being" has NO heart and no respect. The only respect they have is for themselves and money, that we as workers make and not get any of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Poem: Roses are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;RED, &lt;/span&gt;Violets are&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt; BLUE. &lt;/span&gt;What if we wasn't there. HOW WOULD YOU BE ABLE TO MAKE IT THROUGH!!?? If you were a worker, how would you survive. Don't you dare criticize.. ANY HARD WORKING FELLOW!!! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-7383982448058482410?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/7383982448058482410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/10/behind-swooshh-part-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/7383982448058482410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/7383982448058482410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/10/behind-swooshh-part-3.html' title='Behind the swooshh part 3'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-1596948303383575355</id><published>2010-10-04T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T06:51:32.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BEHINDD THEE SWOOSH!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Now that i've seen the movie BEHIND THE SWOOSH i'm goingg to NSWER THESE FOLLOWING QUESTIONA BASED ON THE MOVIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;1.  What does it mean to “make a decent living”?  What should you be able to afford to buy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;ans: Get a college degree, get a job' a house' be a millionair. A GOOD HOUSE is whatt you shouldd be able to buy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;2.  Where do your sneakers come from?  Who makes them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;ANS: Tangerang,Indonsia. thats where the sneakers come from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;3.  What is a sweatshop (take a guess, even if you have no idea)&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANS: &lt;/i&gt;A SHOP THAT MAKES SHOES !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-1596948303383575355?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/1596948303383575355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/10/behindd-thee-swoosh_04.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/1596948303383575355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/1596948303383575355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/10/behindd-thee-swoosh_04.html' title='BEHINDD THEE SWOOSH!!!'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-16194090343492574</id><published>2010-10-04T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T06:33:24.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BEHINDD THEE SWOOSH!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.  What does it mean to “make a decent living”?  What should you be able to afford to buy?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ans: What it means to make a decent living is to likke nott too any thing thatss bad in life. Its like when a person dies and the people of that persons negihbrohood remebers them in a GOOD way because of all the things that the person did for the people. Thats whatt i call a decent living. FOOD STAMPS ETC. to use to buy things. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.  Where do your sneakers come from?  Who makes them?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ans: I HAVE NO IDEA but i think they were made in the Bronx because thats where i got my sneakers from. I DONT KNOW WHOO MADE MY SNEAKERSS !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.  What is a sweatshop (take a guess, even if you have no idea)?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ans: wHERE Maybe people dont have good homes or some thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-16194090343492574?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/16194090343492574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/10/behindd-thee-swoosh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/16194090343492574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/16194090343492574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/10/behindd-thee-swoosh.html' title='BEHINDD THEE SWOOSH!!!'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-5367388915551578984</id><published>2010-09-23T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T09:57:17.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The most challenging part of this assigment was mostly making the fishes. I am really proud of what I did. i REALLY ENJOYED THIS ASSIGMENT !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://scratch.mit.edu/projects/BPena188/1313527"&gt;&lt;img src="http://scratch.mit.edu/static/projects/BPena188/1313527_med.png" alt="Scratch Project" height="319" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-5367388915551578984?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/5367388915551578984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/09/most-challenging-part-of-this-assigment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/5367388915551578984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/5367388915551578984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/09/most-challenging-part-of-this-assigment.html' title=''/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-679108760082302688</id><published>2010-09-13T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T10:05:14.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Truths and 1 lie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_MAZntw0JQ/TI4sv0OeaGI/AAAAAAAAADI/U8bJKhFIMsQ/s1600/Screen+shot+2010-09-13+at+9.52.07+AM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 77px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_MAZntw0JQ/TI4sv0OeaGI/AAAAAAAAADI/U8bJKhFIMsQ/s200/Screen+shot+2010-09-13+at+9.52.07+AM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516395793560266850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was sitting down on the bench, in the park I saw a little kid climb on top of the munky bars. Mean while another little kid was going on the munky bars and the as the little kid was going up on the  munky  bars he pushed the kid that was already on the monky and the kid fell and broke his ankle.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 67px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_MAZntw0JQ/TJJMaGyCSNI/AAAAAAAAADQ/-Tonlh1WS8c/s200/3440554888_7db5c2299d_t.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517556504863066322" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw 3 kids racing to the tree and the middle kid ran into the tree and bumped his head. He was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:18px;"&gt;unconscious&lt;/span&gt; for an hour!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My little brother is 6 years old and can not talk yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-679108760082302688?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/679108760082302688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/09/2-truths-and-1-lie.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/679108760082302688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/679108760082302688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/09/2-truths-and-1-lie.html' title='2 Truths and 1 lie'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_MAZntw0JQ/TI4sv0OeaGI/AAAAAAAAADI/U8bJKhFIMsQ/s72-c/Screen+shot+2010-09-13+at+9.52.07+AM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-946790256576853843</id><published>2010-05-25T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T06:53:53.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BURP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Alexandra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; had everything a(n) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cheetah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; could ask for. He had &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Ugly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; food, a big, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pretty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;bed, and the &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Pena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; family to look after him.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;One morning&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Alexandra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; woke up. “I'm hungry!” he said. He went down to the &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Living room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; but everyone in the &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Pena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; family was still asleep. “I guess I'll have to find my own breakfast,” he said.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Alexandra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; went outside and &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ran&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; down the street. On the sidewalk, he saw a(n) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;big&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;his&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;. “Gulp!” Down went the &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;his&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;. “Not bad!” said &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Alexandra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Next, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Alexandra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; headed for the park. There he found a pair of &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cats&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; just sitting on a bench. “Gulp! Gulp.” Down went the &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;cats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;. “Mmmm, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;small&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;!” said &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Alexandra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Alexandra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; was feeling very &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;fat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; as he skipped over to a video store. There he saw some tasty video games. “Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!” &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alexandra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; swallowed &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;xbox360&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; and &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;wii&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; whole.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;“&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OMG!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;! It must be time to go home,” said &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alexandra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;. He &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; back home and up the stairs to his &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pretty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; bed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Breakfast! Time for breakfast, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alexandra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;!” called Mrs. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pena&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;“I don't feel very well,” groaned &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alexandra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;. “It must have been those &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Spagetties&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; I ate for supper last night.” Bur&lt;/b&gt;p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-946790256576853843?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/946790256576853843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/05/burp.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/946790256576853843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/946790256576853843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/05/burp.html' title='BURP'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-6651787268701262969</id><published>2010-05-24T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T07:40:02.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Healthy Foods</title><content type='html'>1. Pizza(if you go on a WEBSITE called, Healthy meals.com you can find a recipie on how is the healthy way to cook a healthy pizza.)&lt;div&gt;2. Vegtables&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3,. Fruit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. home cooked meals(for example...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Example of home cooked meals: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Chicken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- rice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- beans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-ETC.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Vegtable chips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. no greecce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. muffins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.mOre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-6651787268701262969?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/6651787268701262969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/05/10-healthy-foods.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/6651787268701262969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/6651787268701262969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/05/10-healthy-foods.html' title='10 Healthy Foods'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-1398537021371742216</id><published>2010-05-24T07:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T07:19:58.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My MAD LIBS STORY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1.65em; color: rgb(51, 51, 204); margin-top: 1.25em; "&gt;The Beach&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hooray! Summer is finally here, and that means we can go to the beach! Today, my family is going to &lt;span class="entry" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;New York City&lt;/span&gt; Beach, and I can bring a friend with me. I decide to invite my best friend &lt;span class="entry" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Jazmin&lt;/span&gt;. I know &lt;span class="entry" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Jazmin&lt;/span&gt; will want to go with us. She thinks going to the beach is &lt;span class="entry" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Ugly&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We start our beach day by watching the sunrise, and then eating breakfast at Uncle&lt;span class="entry" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;William&lt;/span&gt;'s Pancake Hut. I always get &lt;span class="entry" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Sand Wich&lt;/span&gt; flavored pancakes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After breakfast we &lt;span class="entry" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Then&lt;/span&gt; the waves, go &lt;span class="entry" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;running&lt;/span&gt; for seashells, and &lt;span class="entry" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt; a sandcastle. Then we eat the lunch we packed for the beach. It's my favorite—&lt;span class="entry" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Carrot&lt;/span&gt; sandwiches. The only time &lt;span class="entry" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Carrot&lt;/span&gt; sandwiches are not so &lt;span class="entry" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Dark&lt;/span&gt; is when you drop them in the sand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By &lt;span class="entry" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;West&lt;/span&gt;, everyone's had enough of the beach. But &lt;span class="entry" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;New York City&lt;/span&gt; Beach is fun at night, too! There is a really &lt;span class="entry" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Light&lt;/span&gt; boardwalk. It's always crowded with people. Would you believe we saw my teacher &lt;span class="entry" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;mr.lahana&lt;/span&gt; there, eating a huge banana split?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are a lot of cool shops on the boardwalk. You can get a little hermit &lt;span class="entry" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Cheetah&lt;/span&gt;, but make sure your mom and dad say it's okay! My favorite store is the jewelry store. &lt;span class="entry" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Jazmin&lt;/span&gt;and I each buy a rope bracelet that will &lt;span class="entry" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt; when it gets wet. Pretty &lt;span class="entry" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Cute&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By 8:00, we're all ready to head home. I usually fall asleep on the ride home. I can't wait to go to &lt;span class="entry" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;New York City&lt;/span&gt; Beach again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-1398537021371742216?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/1398537021371742216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-mad-libs-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/1398537021371742216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/1398537021371742216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-mad-libs-story.html' title='My MAD LIBS STORY'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-6989284658804531942</id><published>2010-05-04T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T06:52:29.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUPER SIZE ME!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 18px; font-family:Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) How many calories did your McDonald’s meals add up to? How much fat?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: The calories my McDonald's meals was, 1,640.. when I could have 1,850 calories. The fat my McDonald's meals add up to was 64, when I can have 70 calories.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) Look at the chart below.  Did your McDonald’s meal add up to more calories and fat than is recommended for your age?  If so, how much more?&lt;a href="http://www.teenweightwise.com/smart_food_choices/food_labels.aspx" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); position: relative; text-decoration: none; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(134, 133, 133); background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(244, 240, 219); background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: No. I went a little bit below then the fat and calories that I can have at my age.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.teenweightwise.com/smart_food_choices/food_labels.html" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); position: relative; text-decoration: none; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(134, 133, 133); background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(244, 240, 219); background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.island188.org/images/daily%20amounts.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) Did the results surprise you? Why or why not?  Answer: Not really. All the meals that I put on the chart that I liked and I didn't over my weight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-6989284658804531942?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/6989284658804531942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/05/super-size-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/6989284658804531942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/6989284658804531942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/05/super-size-me.html' title='SUPER SIZE ME!!!!!!'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-2261385390082573157</id><published>2010-04-28T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T09:09:09.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Do you think consumers (people who buy things) have the right to sue McDonalds for selling unhealthy food? Why or why not?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: Yes. I think this because people who eat at McDonalds are eating greasy food that makes the indivisual gain alot of weight.... which is very unhealthy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. McDonalds is the largest owner of private playgrounds in the world. What other ways  does McDonalds use to market their food to children?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: They make the children a good happy meal that includes a toy... which children find those toys attractive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.  How many calories do you think a healthy kid should eat in a day (click&lt;a title="find out about calories" href="http://kidshealth.org/kid/stay_healthy/food/calorie.html" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); position: relative; text-decoration: none; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(134, 133, 133); background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(244, 240, 219); background-position: initial initial; "&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for a clue)?  According to the movie, how many calories are in a Super Size fries?  How about a Double Gulp soda?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: The calories I think a healthy kid should eat in a day.... well it depends on if the kid is a certain age but i would say... at least 240-250 or some thing like that. In a super size i would say about 160 calories. I don't know about a Double Gulp soda.... But if I was to guess i would say 230 calories.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-2261385390082573157?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/2261385390082573157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/04/1_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/2261385390082573157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/2261385390082573157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/04/1_28.html' title=''/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-5330977647751872722</id><published>2010-04-21T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T09:39:24.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. How many times a week do you eat at McDonalds or other fast food restaurants? Do you ever think about whether what you are eating is healthy? Why or why not?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: No. I never eat fast food. I think its to greacy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. What do you predict will happen to Morgan’s health at the end of the month? Do you think he will remain in perfect health?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: I perdict that if she  continue with good eating habbits then she will have a good healthy body.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. In one scene there is a shot of a McDonalds inside of a hospital. What do you think about that? Do you find it normal, funny, strange, or sad?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-5330977647751872722?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/5330977647751872722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/04/1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/5330977647751872722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/5330977647751872722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/04/1.html' title=''/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-1892309520144096523</id><published>2010-04-14T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T09:34:04.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>metrax</title><content type='html'>1.The people who worked with the cows fed the cows blood.&lt;div&gt;2.with not using the organic things the cows are dieing just like humans because thats what people are being fed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. People are dieing do to the meat they are buying because of the cows eating habbits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. The cows had a sikness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. The meat and dairy inderestry is making people belive that what they eat is clean, no bacteria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-1892309520144096523?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/1892309520144096523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/04/metrax.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/1892309520144096523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/1892309520144096523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/04/metrax.html' title='metrax'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-8209578400224458760</id><published>2010-04-07T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T09:27:59.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My sis/cuz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have this sis/cuz...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I call her sis/cuz because she's like my sister and also like my cousin...... I CAN TRUST HA WIFF EVRY THING JUST LIKE MII BESTIEE JOJO..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Luv ha 2 deff..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LUV YAHH JAZZ(JAZMIN)(LOLSS)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-8209578400224458760?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/8209578400224458760/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-6299348358479591535</id><published>2010-04-07T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T09:23:22.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My bestiee..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have this bestiee...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I always can say any thing thats on my mind and she'll under stand, wont get pissed off, or won't tease me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I feel like she is my EVERY THING..IDK WAH I WOULD DO WIFF OUT HA..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LUV YAHH JOJO..A.K.A JILLIAN(LMAOO)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!:(&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-6299348358479591535?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-6002592419873338365</id><published>2010-04-07T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T09:08:21.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The metrax 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;1. How are dairy &lt;em&gt;farms&lt;/em&gt; different from dairy&lt;em&gt; factories&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;answer: The dairy farms have a lot of bacteria and the dairy factories sell the bacteria cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;2. What is RBGH and what does it do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;DONT KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;3. What is the milk replacer fed to calves (baby cows) made out of? Why is this bad (besides just being gross)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Answer: The milk replacer is made out of blood. This is bad because the blood has a lot of bacteria and that bacteria is being sold to people and then people are getting effected.&lt;br /&gt;4. Can you do anything to make a difference as a consumer (someone who buys things)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Answer: What I can do to make a difference is to bye organic or grass fed to not get bacteria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-6002592419873338365?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/6002592419873338365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/04/metrax-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/6002592419873338365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/6002592419873338365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/04/metrax-2.html' title='The metrax 2'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-4212912995126193152</id><published>2010-03-24T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T09:40:54.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>would you rather......</title><content type='html'>Would you rather go to a dance with Jay z&lt;div&gt;OR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have a voodoo doll of chucky./&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TAKE A VOTE:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;number of people who voted for choice 1:9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Number of people who voted for choice 2:6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-4212912995126193152?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/4212912995126193152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/03/would-you-rather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/4212912995126193152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/4212912995126193152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/03/would-you-rather.html' title='would you rather......'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-1494739417254359037</id><published>2010-03-24T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T09:02:25.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions from techbrarian</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. How do &lt;a href="http://www.themeatrix.com/learn/" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); position: relative; text-decoration: none; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(134, 133, 133); background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(244, 240, 219); background-position: initial initial; "&gt;factory farms&lt;/a&gt; treat animals differently than family farms?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: By the factoryfarms taking the animals and putting them with other sick animals and give them a medicine that is not suppsot to be using every day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Why are animals fed &lt;a href="http://www.themeatrix.com/learn/" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); position: relative; text-decoration: none; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(134, 133, 133); background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(244, 240, 219); background-position: initial initial; "&gt;antibiotics&lt;/a&gt; in factory farms and why is this dangerous?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: Animals are fed antibotics because some animals are very sick and have a bacteria or germ in their system. But how ever it is dangerous because you are not suppost to take antibotics everyday its very bad for your system. You may end up dieing from that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. What happens to animal &lt;a href="http://www.themeatrix.com/learn/" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); position: relative; text-decoration: none; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(134, 133, 133); background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(244, 240, 219); background-position: initial initial; "&gt;excrement&lt;/a&gt; (poop) in factory farms?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer: in the coumunity it goes into the water, and polutes the air and water.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-1494739417254359037?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/1494739417254359037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/03/questions-from-techbrarian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/1494739417254359037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/1494739417254359037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/03/questions-from-techbrarian.html' title='Questions from techbrarian'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-8835699770051628591</id><published>2010-03-17T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T09:35:06.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The test thats coming up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_MAZntw0JQ/S6EEnjln2RI/AAAAAAAAAC4/u6CcbQsmvFo/s1600-h/2419354393_d6f15e61df.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_MAZntw0JQ/S6EEnjln2RI/AAAAAAAAAC4/u6CcbQsmvFo/s200/2419354393_d6f15e61df.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449642101709461778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people don't really care about the test. Well I for one, do. People may think that I'm lame for caring, but I want to have a good life and good money, so I'll do what ever it takes to make my life a good life. So if I want a good life i'm going to take that test and study very hard. Now i'm not pressing any body to do anything but i'm telling you people to do what you think is right. STUDY FOR THE TEST!!!!!!!! PLEASE..... ITS FOR YOUR OWN GOOD!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-8835699770051628591?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/8835699770051628591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/03/test-thats-coming-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/8835699770051628591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/8835699770051628591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/03/test-thats-coming-up.html' title='The test thats coming up.'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_MAZntw0JQ/S6EEnjln2RI/AAAAAAAAAC4/u6CcbQsmvFo/s72-c/2419354393_d6f15e61df.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-2073951572198837423</id><published>2010-03-10T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T09:35:01.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_MAZntw0JQ/S5fYOxVyKkI/AAAAAAAAACY/XifRZqCBM24/s1600-h/2730499535_25d6b7dfe7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_MAZntw0JQ/S5fYOxVyKkI/AAAAAAAAACY/XifRZqCBM24/s200/2730499535_25d6b7dfe7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447060022602377794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know when do you feel alone? Maybe sometimes you think that you might be better off alone. For me I could be hanging out with the coolest people one day but next I might feel that I'm better off alone. When I'm by my self, I don't feel guilty for that I'm by my self. Do you? Right me a comment on my blog and tell me what you think, and feel when your alone.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-2073951572198837423?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/2073951572198837423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/03/alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/2073951572198837423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/2073951572198837423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/03/alone.html' title='Alone'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_MAZntw0JQ/S5fYOxVyKkI/AAAAAAAAACY/XifRZqCBM24/s72-c/2730499535_25d6b7dfe7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-2998413502552794166</id><published>2010-03-09T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T09:37:30.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_MAZntw0JQ/S5fYzweRYGI/AAAAAAAAACg/HPqXlfUO20o/s1600-h/4184366944_6d16ced330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 172px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_MAZntw0JQ/S5fYzweRYGI/AAAAAAAAACg/HPqXlfUO20o/s200/4184366944_6d16ced330.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447060658024702050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 18px; font-family:Tahoma;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.  What were the most interesting parts in this documentary?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A: All the 7th graders taking there time to explain about what will happen and all the people and pictures on all the pierces.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.  Name at least three reasons why people get pierces.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A: one reason would be that people like to do it because there friends do it. Another reason would be that a lot of people like to be punk rock so thats why they get pierces. My last reason is that people like to do it for no reason. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Do different pierces say different things about people?  For example, does having your ears pierced say something different then having an eyebrow ring?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A: Well what pierces say about people is that whether they have on their eye brow their stomach or even there nose it all means the same thing. It means that the people have pierces for there reason maybe to be punk rock, or maybe to do it because they like the way it looks, or maybe even people want to copy other people to look cool where the reality is that it really doesn't.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4.  Is there such a thing as too many pierces?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A: to me yes to other people no because i've seen people who have A LOT of pierces.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-2998413502552794166?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/2998413502552794166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/03/questions_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/2998413502552794166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/2998413502552794166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/03/questions_09.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_MAZntw0JQ/S5fYzweRYGI/AAAAAAAAACg/HPqXlfUO20o/s72-c/4184366944_6d16ced330.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-7687170015729164353</id><published>2010-03-03T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T09:44:52.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_MAZntw0JQ/S5faji2F5YI/AAAAAAAAACo/EPgm9WxrAV4/s1600-h/3512498018_061871cdcd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 111px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_MAZntw0JQ/S5faji2F5YI/AAAAAAAAACo/EPgm9WxrAV4/s200/3512498018_061871cdcd.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447062578511865218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is popping a bottle of champagne appropriate?&lt;div&gt;My answer: Popping a bottle of champagne would be appropriate when either at a club or having a party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-7687170015729164353?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/7687170015729164353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/03/questions_8688.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/7687170015729164353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/7687170015729164353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/03/questions_8688.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_MAZntw0JQ/S5faji2F5YI/AAAAAAAAACo/EPgm9WxrAV4/s72-c/3512498018_061871cdcd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-9221429454058545320</id><published>2010-03-03T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T09:46:40.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_MAZntw0JQ/S5fa-pb_3WI/AAAAAAAAACw/Gly8iMTRaV4/s1600-h/2343485750_6d6e67c3a6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_MAZntw0JQ/S5fa-pb_3WI/AAAAAAAAACw/Gly8iMTRaV4/s200/2343485750_6d6e67c3a6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447063044137934178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there was only one type of car that would be manufactured form now, what should it be?&lt;div&gt;My answer: I think it should be the toyota because if you watch the news the toyota cars killed more then 29 people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-9221429454058545320?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/9221429454058545320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/03/questions_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/9221429454058545320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/9221429454058545320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/03/questions_03.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_MAZntw0JQ/S5fa-pb_3WI/AAAAAAAAACw/Gly8iMTRaV4/s72-c/2343485750_6d6e67c3a6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-3276588063942765623</id><published>2010-03-03T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T09:56:09.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions</title><content type='html'>Considering your usual luck, if you stumbled upon a treasure chest, what would you expect to find?&lt;div&gt;My answer: I would expect to find money because i would use the money to pay for my brothers therapy because of his autism, so I could find a special therapy so he could get special help so he could start speaking and walking and writing the right way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-3276588063942765623?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/3276588063942765623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/03/questions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/3276588063942765623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/3276588063942765623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/03/questions.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-4917545038835708375</id><published>2010-03-03T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T09:00:48.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I knew what was going on I would...........</title><content type='html'>If i knew what my mom and dad was talking about I would ask them what they are talking about me and if they tell me a lie then I would know because I know what they talk about. But I don't know what they be talking so I'm left wondering.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OOOO WELLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THAT''S NOT MII PROBLEM ANY MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-4917545038835708375?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/4917545038835708375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-i-knew-what-was-going-on-i-would.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/4917545038835708375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/4917545038835708375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-i-knew-what-was-going-on-i-would.html' title='If I knew what was going on I would...........'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-2625973867141456818</id><published>2010-03-02T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T06:49:42.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you ever wonder?</title><content type='html'>Do you ever wonder why people like to talk to you for a while but then next thing you know your by your self while they want to go with other people only to then come back and start talking to you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Has that ever happened to you well it happened to me. I had a besty and then she turned her back on me and left me but then 2 to 4 weeks later she came back and tried to start talking to me again. But what is people going to do. But all you got to do is ignore all that stuff and the friends that you think is for ever don't be sure until one day they leave you all alone and start trash talking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder if people know that what ever they do to other people  I wonder if they know how it really feels to be hurt. It may not show on the outside on peoples faces but they are crushed oin the in side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I WONDER!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-2625973867141456818?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/2625973867141456818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/03/do-you-ever-wonder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/2625973867141456818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/2625973867141456818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/03/do-you-ever-wonder.html' title='Do you ever wonder?'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-4513969066322447585</id><published>2010-02-23T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T06:37:03.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mii coolest cuzin</title><content type='html'>I have the best cuzin in the world.&lt;div&gt;Her name is susana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is annoying, thinks i'm made outta money buh i luv ha...............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LUV U SUSANA!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-4513969066322447585?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/4513969066322447585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/02/mii-coolest-cuzin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/4513969066322447585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/4513969066322447585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/02/mii-coolest-cuzin.html' title='Mii coolest cuzin'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-3129006323791864991</id><published>2010-02-23T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T06:33:29.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My best sister</title><content type='html'>I have the coolest sister in the world.&lt;div&gt;Her name is Sarai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can always trust her with every thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can trust her with mii secrets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's like the sister i never regret having...... lolz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shes funny and smart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LUV U SARAI!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-3129006323791864991?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/3129006323791864991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-best-sister.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/3129006323791864991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/3129006323791864991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-best-sister.html' title='My best sister'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-264129602890552258</id><published>2010-02-23T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T06:30:16.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my besty</title><content type='html'>I have a besty her name is jillian.&lt;div&gt;I can trust her with any thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When ever I tell her a secret she never tells she like a sister to me!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When ever I have a problems she the first person I go to, to help me feel better.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; LUV U JILLIAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-264129602890552258?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/264129602890552258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-besty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/264129602890552258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/264129602890552258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-besty.html' title='my besty'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-5071047054637946528</id><published>2010-02-09T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T06:42:08.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What problems I and u have going on your life.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Some problems that u have going on in your life may be very important but to some people it don't mean a thing, because many people like to ignore their problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But I have a lot of problems in my life. I choose to not ignore them. I rather take care of my problems then cary the problems into my life.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YOUR PROBLEMS IN YOUR LIFE CAN BE VREY SERIOUS... BUT IF YOU CHOOSE NOT TO TAKE CARE OF IT OR EVEN LET A GROWN UP HANDLE IT THEN I KNOW FOR SURE THAT YOUR PROBLEMS IS GOING TO HAUNT YOU FOR PROBOBLY FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE.... WHO KNOWSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-5071047054637946528?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/5071047054637946528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-problems-i-and-u-have-going-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/5071047054637946528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/5071047054637946528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-problems-i-and-u-have-going-on.html' title='What problems I and u have going on your life.....'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-3323484319343154657</id><published>2010-01-26T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T07:00:58.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE</title><content type='html'>Life is nothing you can play with.&lt;div&gt;The life is something very fragile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once something happens its very hard to forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day by day something is always happening. Wether it's good or bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day your life that you have lived will be gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you leave the world every one you have known in your life will either remember you for something good or for something bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE LIFE IS HOW YOU LIVE AND HOW YOU WANT THE PEOPLE TO REMEMBER YOU BY. either by something good or bad or maybe even for the person you really are!!!!!!! LIFE!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-3323484319343154657?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/3323484319343154657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/01/life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/3323484319343154657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/3323484319343154657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/01/life.html' title='LIFE'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-5200022152951865439</id><published>2010-01-26T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T06:55:12.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A True friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;A True friend never tells a friends secret. A true friend never turns there back on one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I could relate to this true friend to Sarai. She never tells any of my secrets and she never turns her back on me. She's like the sister i don't regret having. LOLZ!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-5200022152951865439?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/5200022152951865439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/01/true-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/5200022152951865439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/5200022152951865439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/01/true-friend.html' title='A True friend'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-3770706630478461651</id><published>2010-01-20T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T09:20:15.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every thing around you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_MAZntw0JQ/S1c7SO1p-wI/AAAAAAAAACQ/os8otYJpJZk/s1600-h/2218987863_ab2acba946_t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 75px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_MAZntw0JQ/S1c7SO1p-wI/AAAAAAAAACQ/os8otYJpJZk/s200/2218987863_ab2acba946_t.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428873060225252098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day goes by quickly. &lt;div&gt;You always wonder what's going to happen next in your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You go on line, you're writing to your friend next thing you know you're writing to some one you don't know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who you are talking to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're friends with them &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they ask you what's your secret &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next thing you know you're being humiliated on the internet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEN............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your mom walks in the room and then your surrounded!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; What comes next..............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-3770706630478461651?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/3770706630478461651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/01/every-thing-around-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/3770706630478461651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/3770706630478461651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/01/every-thing-around-you.html' title='Every thing around you'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_MAZntw0JQ/S1c7SO1p-wI/AAAAAAAAACQ/os8otYJpJZk/s72-c/2218987863_ab2acba946_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-3461071236500595017</id><published>2010-01-13T09:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T09:21:12.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year</title><content type='html'>It's a new year. A new beginning. Time to start fresh.&lt;div&gt;It's to exciting. I just can't stay on bed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have new clothes and new foot wear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-3461071236500595017?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/3461071236500595017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/3461071236500595017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/3461071236500595017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year_13.html' title='New year'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-8014075529787834841</id><published>2010-01-13T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T09:13:34.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-8014075529787834841?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/8014075529787834841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/8014075529787834841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/8014075529787834841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html' title='New year'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-5551701682318040069</id><published>2010-01-13T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T09:09:53.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Water and the causes of water.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 18px; font-family:Tahoma;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;a)  Name one way water sources become contaminated (dirty) in 3rd world countries? Answer: By having pluming and filtering the dirty water, so you don't have dirty water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;b) What are the dangers of water contamination? Answer: You could die or catch bacteria in your body or get very, very, very, sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;c) Describe (in your own words) an invention that can save people from drinking contaminated water? Answer: A filter to filter your water. That way you won't get sick and die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;d) Why do you think everyone in 3rd world countries do not have these inventions? Answer: Maybe because some countries don't have what we have today. Witch is pluming, filters, and good water to drink and use to cook and to clean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-5551701682318040069?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/5551701682318040069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/01/water-and-causes-of-water.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/5551701682318040069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/5551701682318040069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2010/01/water-and-causes-of-water.html' title='Water and the causes of water.'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-5060272799581542484</id><published>2009-12-23T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T08:57:30.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My habitat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_MAZntw0JQ/SzJL2K_F6jI/AAAAAAAAACI/bpmSFGc6dZM/s1600-h/Brittany+habitat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_MAZntw0JQ/SzJL2K_F6jI/AAAAAAAAACI/bpmSFGc6dZM/s200/Brittany+habitat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418476695714130482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-5060272799581542484?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/5060272799581542484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-habitat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/5060272799581542484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/5060272799581542484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-habitat.html' title='My habitat'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_MAZntw0JQ/SzJL2K_F6jI/AAAAAAAAACI/bpmSFGc6dZM/s72-c/Brittany+habitat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-3345516816846215265</id><published>2009-12-16T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T09:19:55.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's easier to destroy then build.</title><content type='html'>What I think this means is that when you build some thing it can take 20 min. but to nock some thing down it will take 1-2 minutes to do that.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have seen these in mostly in every school writing every where to get joy out of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is VERY ANNOYING AND BABYISH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-3345516816846215265?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/3345516816846215265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-easier-to-destroy-then-build.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/3345516816846215265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/3345516816846215265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-easier-to-destroy-then-build.html' title='It&apos;s easier to destroy then build.'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-811000117340854465</id><published>2009-12-15T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T06:31:42.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am scared of people jumping out of no where in the dark</title><content type='html'>When I was 7-10 years old I was trick or treating a person I never knew jump in front of me and scared the bannanas out of me. From that day I never trick or treat again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931913964469276890-811000117340854465?l=bpena188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/feeds/811000117340854465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-scared-of-people-jumping-out-of-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/811000117340854465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931913964469276890/posts/default/811000117340854465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bpena188.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-scared-of-people-jumping-out-of-no.html' title='I am scared of people jumping out of no where in the dark'/><author><name>bpena188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851402833083316402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931913964469276890.post-6526871103185331545</id><published>2009-12-14T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T06:34:29.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 things that I'm scared of.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;The 10 things I'm scared of are......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. When people come out of no where in the dark and scare you on Halloween.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Those BIG bumble  bees that come out in the summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I'm scared of my mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I'm scared of all souls day on Halloween.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I'm scared of kidnappers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. I'm scared of the dark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. When there is a black out in your house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. I'm scared of really tall people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. I am scared of ugly people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. 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