<?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-6380173068060886213</id><updated>2012-01-25T21:47:46.566-08:00</updated><category term='Haiku'/><category term='persausive'/><category term='spider-pig'/><category term='lang.freak11'/><category term='The Awesomest Superior'/><category term='jepjep'/><category term='rejean27/narritive'/><category term='abercrombie man'/><category term='glittergirl101'/><category term='go green'/><category term='whiteboy35'/><category term='Moises Arias'/><category term='creativity'/><category term='scroogeberry'/><category term='calipark'/><category term='MizzBaby23  expository'/><category term='Rejean27/dessriptive'/><category term='persaussive'/><category term='rejean27/expositorey'/><category term='glofish'/><category term='ladeekrazy expository'/><category term='Lil Red 23'/><category term='cherryhead03'/><category term='narrative'/><category term='expository'/><category term='aesthetic'/><category term='jewels 977; narrative'/><category term='discriptive'/><category term='cuttieapple13'/><category term='Bugsbunny12'/><category term='nonfiction'/><category term='Peebo Taco'/><category term='letter'/><category term='diamante poems'/><category term='creative'/><category term='ladeekrazy descriptive'/><category term='recipe'/><category term='peanutbutterhead'/><category term='doodlebop'/><category term='blondiemonkey15'/><category term='narritive'/><category term='abercrombie man/exspositorey'/><category term='descriptive'/><category term='ladeekrazy'/><category term='fiction'/><category term='pretty18'/><category term='best over all'/><category term='perssausive'/><category term='jewels977'/><title type='text'>Word Nerds</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380173068060886213.post-8539282535739528859</id><published>2009-05-22T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T12:53:59.549-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rejean27/dessriptive'/><title type='text'>The Blog for Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yes it is true rejean27  is making her last blog.  I have given you tips on school ,new people in your life , and bad sides of the week but it time for me to retire to A simpler life without blogs I know your sad but you can make it with out my tips please don't be mad at me today I will give some tips on guys .  First tip if A guy is mean to you he likes you.  Second tip guys will lye for  two reasons to spare your feelings and to be bad ( but mostly to be bad).Tip number 3 when A guy cheats on and you see it don't go crazy react quietly  and nicely don't just go up to him and say I am going to beat your butt!  Tip 4 before you go with a guy get to know him really ,really well like aleast get to know him one month I know it sounds like a long time but its not .  Tip 5 boys are dume so don't expect much .  Well goodbye for now Rejean27.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-8539282535739528859?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/8539282535739528859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=8539282535739528859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/8539282535739528859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/8539282535739528859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-for-girls.html' title='The Blog for Girls'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-2553622263262393378</id><published>2009-05-18T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T20:11:55.438-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calipark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='narrative'/><title type='text'>One hype day</title><content type='html'>Ok, one average normal day this boy was just doing his work going on with his life like any other day. But you know not every day is gonna be a normal day in Mcadory. It's usually very hype, tragic, and crazy especially in Mcadory, lets read on shall we. The boy has never been into a fight never got into trouble never got into violence because no one really bothered to mess with him. But not today all of sudden this bully pushes him into the mud. The boy gets up and said why you do that man! He says because I felt like it! The boy that got pushed punches him in the nose. Haha probably everybody thinks that’s what he deserves except teachers. Teachers would want you to go run and tell an adult what the person did not fighting back or anything, but some people just don’t roll like that including me haha, anyways back to the story. After the boy punches the bully, the bully runs whaling and whimpering like a lil baby. The crowd that was around the boy was giving him high fives, shaking his hand, girls were even checking him out. That never ever happened to the boy. He felt popular. At P.E that same day they played basketball, and man when I tell you the boy was shooting 3's slam dunking and burning the other kids on the court I mean it. Then from there he went to the water fountain in the middle school. It was colder than ever before, I knew because the water fountain was nearly sweating  icicles. Then he walked to   4th block, and you'd never believe what the teacher did she took all the kids all on a field trip, and it was worth an 1000 point grade! Everybody was so happy the teacher took them on a field trip to McDonald’s she said were learning about how good the southern style chicken sandwiches are, its kinda funny because the teacher is a vegetarian. So the kids ate up and had a great time some even went to play in the play center then the boy that was having such a great day noticed his mom and his mom checked him out took him home and that was the end of his One hype day. bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-2553622263262393378?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/2553622263262393378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=2553622263262393378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/2553622263262393378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/2553622263262393378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-hype-day.html' title='One hype day'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-4153726534361766988</id><published>2009-05-18T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:57:12.975-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='narrative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewels977'/><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;School is a place to learn and have fun but only when its time to. In school you mainly have classes that help you succeed in life and reach your potential goals. School is a place to learn math, literature, history science, and maybe even more . those are mainly your classes that you will take up until high school and I think college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Math at school can be fun but that's only if you know what you are doing. School has many places on campus for you to go such as library where you read books and check them out, computer lab where you could look up something on a project or maybe just for looking up history or playing educational games, and then there is the gym or as everyone knows it physical education (p.e.) where you basically get to chill and hang out with your friends playing sports . School is a fun place to be you just have to have all your learning  done before playing games , talking , or just chilling with your friends . Although you really shouldn't chill with your friends in school its only exceptional in p.e. so really you should only go to school to learn and have fun doing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-4153726534361766988?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/4153726534361766988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=4153726534361766988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/4153726534361766988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/4153726534361766988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-3825805049313869839</id><published>2009-05-18T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:41:53.297-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='narrative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewels977'/><title type='text'>Recycling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Recycling is important to the world. If you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; recycle then you are waisting anything that can be reused. Recycling is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;especially important to trees because  if you dont recycle anything that comes from treesand that can be reused is waisting it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Trees are not ment to be cut down. Trees are the homes of animals and other lively creatures. If you cut down so many trees you are leaving animals without homes and making them easier to hunt. Recycling is something everyone should do because it makes the world a better place . It also makes animals happier knowing that they still have somewhere to live .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Recycling helps the world in a lot of ways not only by reducing the trees that you cut down but also still making so that trees can still give oxygen the air that we breath. Recycling plastic also helps in many ways . It stops sometimes the pollution given off by factories that produce the plastic and other recyclable materials that are made. If everyone is thie world recycled something in this world everyday then this world would be a better place to live.&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/6380173068060886213-3825805049313869839?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/3825805049313869839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=3825805049313869839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3825805049313869839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3825805049313869839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/recycling.html' title='Recycling'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-8453570450056546854</id><published>2009-05-18T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:27:31.413-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blondiemonkey15'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='narrative'/><title type='text'>Sweet N Sour!</title><content type='html'>Hi, it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Blondie monkey15&lt;/span&gt; here again to tell you a little something about me! Today I'm going to talk about my pets! I have two dogs, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;puppy's&lt;/span&gt; name is Love and my grandmas dog is named Oreo! My grandmas dog Oreo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; like anyone else than my grandma! If you try to touch her or get around her she'll &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;attack&lt;/span&gt;, but when she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;attacks&lt;/span&gt; she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; bite but she dose bark, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;growl&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;basically&lt;/span&gt; shes mean. My puppy Love is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt;, shes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lovable&lt;/span&gt; and kissable! She maybe 9 months but that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; mean shes not a sweetheart!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-8453570450056546854?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/8453570450056546854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=8453570450056546854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/8453570450056546854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/8453570450056546854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/sweet-n-sour.html' title='Sweet N Sour!'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-387978381226817887</id><published>2009-05-18T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:17:04.108-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ladeekrazy expository'/><title type='text'>$ Living your live $</title><content type='html'>Living your life takes happiness.  Alot  just because people crack on you and stuff that shouldn't make you mad! just ignore it, and keep your head up.  That's what my momma always tell me, so be sure to take my advice and stick with it for a long time.  Because if you don't it will bring you down.  It's okay because it's a word for that and it's called "haters", and a hater is a person that try they best to make you jealous, sad, bring you down and more.  They won't do thst if you keep your head up or either be independent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-387978381226817887?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/387978381226817887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=387978381226817887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/387978381226817887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/387978381226817887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/living-your-live.html' title='$ Living your live $'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-1682985976429944450</id><published>2009-05-18T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:07:44.451-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ladeekrazy expository'/><title type='text'>*Crazy people in life*</title><content type='html'>Sometimes there are crazy people in life.  Alot of people laugh at special ed, disability, and crazy people.  It's sad because one day they will all die.  so you shouldn't laugh or crack on them.  That will bring them thoughts into there heads saying "commit suicide" and the next day they will be dead.  That's just sad and it will make you commit suicide, that's how alot of people die on earth.  For example someone shoot somebody for something stupid and the police is looking for them,  and  it's already stuff on thier mind which brings them dow and the person they shot make them feel down and they commit suicide.  Now you know how hard it is for crazy people in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-1682985976429944450?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/1682985976429944450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=1682985976429944450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/1682985976429944450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/1682985976429944450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/crazy-people-in-life.html' title='*Crazy people in life*'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-9031846463904859504</id><published>2009-05-18T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:35:02.807-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expository'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cuttieapple13'/><title type='text'>What A Big Life Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;When I grow up I want to be a model.The show I have been dreaming about is being on Americas Next Top Model.I believe that modeling is something I could really do,modeling is not always about walking on the run way and taking picture.Modeling you have to be very confident in yourself ,meaning you have to believe in yourself and not be so shy.When you are doing modeling you also are taking a lot of interviews and talking to a lot of people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;strong&gt;One thing you have to really make sure that you are talking correct English because when you are doing modeling they are going to judge you on how you speak.You have to be very organized and neat with your things.Another thing you have to have is good grades and good education are very important to the judges.Me wanting to be a model is a lot of responsibility but I believe I can do it.You have to have a lot of confidence in yourself to achieve were you want to be.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-9031846463904859504?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/9031846463904859504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=9031846463904859504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/9031846463904859504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/9031846463904859504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-big-life-change.html' title='What A Big Life Change'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-7574274872261148781</id><published>2009-05-18T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T17:58:05.738-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ladeekrazy descriptive'/><title type='text'>*Stop the madness*</title><content type='html'>Violence doesn't help at all and I was raised that way. Sometimes people ignore when alot of people tell them that like the principal, mom, dad, grandma, uncles, grandpa, aunties, and cousins. It doesnt matter just listen! Then you ask god, what does it take for hard headed people to listen? It takes a long time to learn, but soon as they go to jail they want to listen. It's sad why wouldn't you listen the first time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-7574274872261148781?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/7574274872261148781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=7574274872261148781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/7574274872261148781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/7574274872261148781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/stop-madness.html' title='*Stop the madness*'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-2494191694896100411</id><published>2009-05-18T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:08:44.936-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spider-pig'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descriptive'/><title type='text'>What I plan on doing this summer.</title><content type='html'>This summer I plan on going to Houston Texas. My aunt Rita Patti lives there. Her family has a in ground swimming pool. I plan on making a big splash in the pool. We will be driving in our car. My mom, and two sister will go. I plan on taking my dog Sassy. My Dad will be staying in Alabama. This will be my first time to visit Texas. I can't wait to go. I really want to see a big cactus.  I hope we will get to see a tumble-weed blow across the road. Then maybe I will have something to write about next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-2494191694896100411?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/2494191694896100411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=2494191694896100411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/2494191694896100411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/2494191694896100411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-i-plan-on-doing-this-summer.html' title='What I plan on doing this summer.'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-7017603130068007996</id><published>2009-05-18T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T17:11:35.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spider-pig'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descriptive'/><title type='text'>Great Goosebump book</title><content type='html'>My favorite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Goosebump&lt;/span&gt; book is "One Day at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Horrorland&lt;/span&gt;".  I will tell you  a little bit about the book.  It is about this family that is trying to find another Amusement Park.  They end up finding this park which is called "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Horrorland&lt;/span&gt;".  It is a place that they will never let you leave once you enter.  The operators of the rides are real monsters.  The rides look fake but are real.  The mirror maze is where you will get lost.  When you enter the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;in closed&lt;/span&gt; room  plan on seeing a monster.  He will appear and disappear.  The room walls will move and try to squash you.  The floor will open up and you will fall threw and come out the other side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-7017603130068007996?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/7017603130068007996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=7017603130068007996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/7017603130068007996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/7017603130068007996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/great-goosebump-book.html' title='Great Goosebump book'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-1660689168330995151</id><published>2009-05-18T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T16:43:18.213-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spider-pig'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descriptive'/><title type='text'>favorite sport</title><content type='html'>Hello!  My name is Spider-Pig.  I am going to tell you about my favorite sport.  I like baseball.  Baseball is a lot of fun.  I like hitting the ball and trying to make it to more bases than you expect me to get to.  In other words,  I like to run.  What I really have on my mind is making a home-run. I really enjoy playing on the field.  I like playing right field, second base, and catcher.  I also like going to the Birmingham Baron baseball games.  They play at Regions Park in Hoover.  I usually get my set behind the home plate.  My favorite baseball player of all time is Roger &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Maries&lt;/span&gt;.  He played for the New York Yankee's.  He was famous for hitting the most home-run in one season.  He bet Babe Ruth's record with 61 home-runs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-1660689168330995151?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/1660689168330995151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=1660689168330995151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/1660689168330995151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/1660689168330995151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/favorite-sport.html' title='favorite sport'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-4672763327997298998</id><published>2009-05-18T15:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T15:53:51.917-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descriptive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Awesomest Superior'/><title type='text'>My cousin</title><content type='html'>When I am feeling down or sad I always look at my cousin for inspiration.  She is autistic, but that doesn't and never will stop her from having a good time in every way.  Every time I see her she always has a smile on her face.  Plus she can easily put one on other's faces, too.  Even though she can't talk she has a lot to say.  Everyone can learn at least a little from my cousin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-4672763327997298998?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/4672763327997298998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=4672763327997298998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/4672763327997298998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/4672763327997298998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-cousin.html' title='My cousin'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-3725808168176842478</id><published>2009-05-18T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T16:00:07.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-3725808168176842478?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/3725808168176842478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=3725808168176842478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3725808168176842478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3725808168176842478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-week-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-3284473341972213603</id><published>2009-05-18T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T15:38:24.754-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Awesomest Superior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='narritive'/><title type='text'>Inauguration</title><content type='html'>I am in 6th grade and it's the day after the inauguration.  Obama is the new president, and I hope he does well.  It was a very historic moment and I'm sure millions of people were there.  When did it he used Abraham Lincoln's old bible, which was pretty cool.  It may have been a pretty cool event, but I really didn't care about it.  Nobody in my classroom really did either, it's the adults who were mostly excited.  People in my grade aren't really that serious about it.  I may not be that excited about it, but I will always remember this day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-3284473341972213603?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/3284473341972213603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=3284473341972213603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3284473341972213603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3284473341972213603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/inauguration.html' title='Inauguration'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-5774801628581475445</id><published>2009-05-18T14:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T11:15:11.587-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bugsbunny12'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='persausive'/><title type='text'>The NBA playoffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;The NBA playoffs are very fun to watch, because it has so much action in the dunks ,and in the three pointers. My brother and I love watching the playoffs, because that's the only way that I can stay up. So watch the playoffs they come on tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-5774801628581475445?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/5774801628581475445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=5774801628581475445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/5774801628581475445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/5774801628581475445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/nba-playoffs.html' title='The NBA playoffs'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-2445434309366396378</id><published>2009-05-18T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T04:27:21.283-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expository'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glofish'/><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This summer on May 18, 2009, I am going to Montgomery with my family. Most of my family lives there and I am going to go. I will see my sister and grandmother and my dad lets me stay with him. I love staying with my dad because he lets us go to a really fun place called Emareld Falls. It has water bumper cars, race cars, and play golf. There also is a batting stage. It is very fun. When I am with my dad, I play outside. I love going to Montgomery for the summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-2445434309366396378?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/2445434309366396378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=2445434309366396378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/2445434309366396378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/2445434309366396378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-7854334286799592048</id><published>2009-05-18T12:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T12:14:02.721-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glofish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='persausive'/><title type='text'>Mom, I Want a Ferret</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  Mom, I want a ferret.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;If I can get one, I want the one at Ashley's pet store. I want that one because it likes me and I like her too. If you get me her, I will pay for the food and the toys. I will feed her and play with her when she wants someone to play with. I like ferrets because they are like cats and dogs at the same time. They act like dogs because they play around like dogs and run around. They act like cats because they play with cat toys and they can be lazy like cats but sometimes play around like dogs. Mom, I really want a ferret. I will do anything.&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/6380173068060886213-7854334286799592048?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/7854334286799592048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=7854334286799592048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/7854334286799592048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/7854334286799592048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/mom-i-want-ferret.html' title='Mom, I Want a Ferret'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-7043159064513427394</id><published>2009-05-18T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T20:00:27.013-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expository'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calipark'/><title type='text'>Kids and cell phones</title><content type='html'>Many people have cell phones, now and these days even kids have cell phones. Parents have given kids an advantage of there children having cell phones and now almost everybody in the world have cell phones. But it is not all a good thing kids get there cell phones tookin up by texting/ talking during class. The kids go home and tell there mom about there cell phones and say that they cant get it back until the end of they year. The parents then have to go to the school and pick up the phone and then they'll give the phone back to the kids next day it gets tooken up again. Eh bummer huh not a real bummer until the teacher actully says you can never get the phone back. Aww man you think it's really unfair and you go get your mom. You tell you mom about the phone she askes (well why'd she take it up?) and your response is well... I was texting and talking on it. Then the real bad part happpens she says she not going to get the phone and puts you on punishment. I bet you saying right now why did'nt i just keep the phone in my pocket and none of this would of never happened. But hey, thats what you get when your a kid with a cell phone. Bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-7043159064513427394?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/7043159064513427394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=7043159064513427394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/7043159064513427394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/7043159064513427394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/kids-and-cell-phones.html' title='Kids and cell phones'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-2253389638668419714</id><published>2009-05-18T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T12:19:19.489-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rejean27/narritive'/><title type='text'>Bad Side of the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hello,you all know Rejean 27 the girl you know and love cause of the great stuff I write today I am going to tell you about the bad side of the week. On Sunday you have to get up early and go to church ,and I know it is not bad if your praising the lord but sometimes it's boring and sometimes so boring I go to sleep. Mondays are the worst cause its the first day of school. Tuesday is bad but not as worst as Monday ,Tuesday is one of those I don't won't to be here kind of days ,but it's not as bad as Monday  usually Tuesday is A day when I have a test that I did not study for like A pop quiz or something.  Wednesday is the middle  of the week  your half in half your mad cause school is still here but your cause school is almost over .  Thursday is good because Friday is almost here it is almost the week end and your ready for it but Thursday is one  of those days you might have A really big food fight  but it might get stopped by the Principal or some thing like that,but Friday is a lade back day that is just so sweet unless you make bad with your badness, on Saturday nothing to fear you just sit back and relax.  Well I guess those are all the bad sides of the week until next time rejean27 .   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-2253389638668419714?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/2253389638668419714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=2253389638668419714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/2253389638668419714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/2253389638668419714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/bad-side-of-week.html' title='Bad Side of the Week'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-2317533894510317695</id><published>2009-05-18T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T12:02:40.382-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scroogeberry'/><title type='text'>OUTSIDE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Red berries grow, shine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Leaves changing colors to fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Flowers growing up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-2317533894510317695?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/2317533894510317695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=2317533894510317695&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/2317533894510317695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/2317533894510317695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/outside.html' title='OUTSIDE'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-2138697915235873218</id><published>2009-05-18T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T12:16:33.779-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='persaussive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moises Arias'/><title type='text'>My Fat Hamster</title><content type='html'>Dear mom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new hamster. The one I have is fat and greedy!!! She throws food all over the place. You know how much you dislike that. And it's not only for me, it's also for you. I'm doing it for you and me. Then, when she throws her food all over the place, you yell at me!!! If you would just get me a normal sized hamster that doesn't eat a lot, we wouldn't have his problem! You know Blackeye Pea can be messy from time to time. I want one that's perfect. So please mom, get me another hamster.!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-2138697915235873218?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/2138697915235873218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=2138697915235873218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/2138697915235873218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/2138697915235873218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-fat-hamster.html' title='My Fat Hamster'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-5287497854824222564</id><published>2009-05-18T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T11:56:09.813-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moises Arias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perssausive'/><title type='text'>My New Television Set</title><content type='html'>Dear mom,&lt;br /&gt;           I need a new television set. The one I have is all blury and you can't see a thing! You promised me a new set at the beginning of the year. I'm getting sick of all my friends talking about my television. And plus, who can you blame? This thing is so small, a fly would have to squint to see what's on it! So, i'm begging you, please get me a new television set! If that could be my final wish that's all I want. Please mom!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-5287497854824222564?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/5287497854824222564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=5287497854824222564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/5287497854824222564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/5287497854824222564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-new-television-set.html' title='My New Television Set'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-3355637626131823834</id><published>2009-05-18T11:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T11:56:44.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alabama  Adventure</title><content type='html'>Well Alabama adventure is a place were peaple go to have fun during the summer they also go to  hand out with there friends when they may get in trouble and to keep them out of trouble but let me tell you about the rides that they have in the ride park the zoomarangis a rollercoaster that goeas up toabout 158 mph wich is fast but it is fun because it goes in cicles and goes up side down and backwards to there is also a ride called the river gorge it is a ride that you get in a yellow tube or bucket and float down a stream of water and it  is wet after you get off.Wellther is a water park to my faverat ride is the green slide you are about 50 stories in the  airand you slid down and go very fast well you will go tell me if you like well got to go bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-3355637626131823834?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/3355637626131823834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=3355637626131823834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3355637626131823834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3355637626131823834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/alabama-adventure.html' title='Alabama  Adventure'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-4192053853064694239</id><published>2009-05-18T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T09:43:32.249-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doodlebop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='narrative'/><title type='text'>My school day</title><content type='html'>well school is okay to me, but it also has thim moments were 9im like omg i wish this day was over. my ushall scedule goes like this. first block i have mrs. b shes realy sweet. Thats my social studys and and sience teacher. Second block i have math mr. c hes kinda off the wall some time. Well third block I dont trealy do any thing. fourth block i havce mrs. r shes the bomb . com 4 real. Shes my launguage teacher. After her class the bell rings and we go home and thats my school day, fun I know:]]]]]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-4192053853064694239?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/4192053853064694239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=4192053853064694239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/4192053853064694239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/4192053853064694239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-school-day.html' title='My school day'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-7949523852827283057</id><published>2009-05-18T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T11:57:31.814-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peebo Taco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descriptive'/><title type='text'>My Pets</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I have three pets. They are all cats. Two are sisters, and one is not. The one that is not is technically still a kitten. He is only one year old. The sisters names are Fluffy and Angel. They are seven years old. The kittens name is Sebastian. We call him little kitty, though. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-7949523852827283057?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/7949523852827283057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=7949523852827283057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/7949523852827283057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/7949523852827283057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-pets_18.html' title='My Pets'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-4525790974609513745</id><published>2009-05-18T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T11:56:18.700-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewels 977; narrative'/><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friends are sometimes hard to find . Some how you always end up with like 50 or more though. Friends are somtimes also hard to keep. Best friends are the one you are going to know until the end . Whenyou or anyone gets to arguing with your friend it is always kind of hard walking down the same hallway and being in the same class. Most of the time you tend to make up but then again it could go on for days and maybe even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friends are the best thing to have besides God in your life because they stick with you no matter what happens . Through thick and thin they'll be here till the end. Friends always have your back when life gets you down they try to turn your frown upside d&lt;/span&gt;own. Having friends is like a dog having a tail you cant live without them. If you dont have not even one friend then there is possibly sometthing wrong with you. Friends are just fun to have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-4525790974609513745?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/4525790974609513745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=4525790974609513745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/4525790974609513745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/4525790974609513745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-6145891322871479425</id><published>2009-05-18T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T06:31:21.400-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discriptive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whiteboy35'/><title type='text'>summer plans</title><content type='html'>Im going to the beach June 7th im staying at Sugar Beach. we do alot of different stuff there I think we are gonna ride seadoos.,we eat at Big os,Shrimp Basket,Steamers.,&lt;br /&gt;we play lazer tag and usally play put put golf and ride The Big Woody,at the Track and,other&lt;br /&gt;gocarts at other places and the other part of the summer here I come...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-6145891322871479425?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/6145891322871479425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=6145891322871479425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/6145891322871479425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/6145891322871479425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer-plans.html' title='summer plans'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-3964214310767293697</id><published>2009-05-18T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T06:19:02.745-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discriptive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whiteboy35'/><title type='text'>my honda 100</title><content type='html'>To start off its a Honda so therfore it is red it is very powerful.  It has upside down forks, and an FMF exaust pipe with a pro circuit seat. My Honda  is a five speed and it has stock suspention but is air filled, it also has a fire red color and a few OEM stickers.It is a 2005 it only has about a hundred miles on it.CANT TOUCH IT.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-3964214310767293697?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/3964214310767293697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=3964214310767293697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3964214310767293697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3964214310767293697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-honda-100.html' title='my honda 100'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-7945834513964746704</id><published>2009-05-18T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T06:02:40.852-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discriptive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whiteboy35'/><title type='text'>skating</title><content type='html'>Well i like to call my self a good skater,i skate on roller blades i got them from tour one of the top selling skates of two thousand and eight,i almost got missions but i really my tours and i fially beat a really fast dude so,ive been getting alot faster i used to have ozone five hundred"s they are really wore out and they are now used for outdoor skates at my house...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-7945834513964746704?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/7945834513964746704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=7945834513964746704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/7945834513964746704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/7945834513964746704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/skating.html' title='skating'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-8972948725765969401</id><published>2009-05-17T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T12:20:39.657-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expository'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cuttieapple13'/><title type='text'>About Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My name is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cuttieapple&lt;/span&gt;13.I'm the kind of person that likes to communicate with people,I'm very talkative,smart,pretty,intelligent,talented,unique and a lot more things to name.Some people have a problem about my style,but I'm the kind of person that doesn't want to be like everybody else but myself.I like my own styles ,like hair styles and fashion.It doesn't matter to me what they say because I like being different.People like to talk about my style but I think being different is being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unique&lt;/span&gt;.I heard that sometimes when you do your own style ,people like to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;coppie&lt;/span&gt; off of you and do the things you do.    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-8972948725765969401?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/8972948725765969401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=8972948725765969401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/8972948725765969401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/8972948725765969401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/about-me.html' title='About Me'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-6287387516213384638</id><published>2009-05-17T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:19:31.686-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expository'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abercrombie man'/><title type='text'>All About ME!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I am usually a pretty quiet person unless a have friends I know like on 5/17/o9 on my birthday party it was like 69 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;degrease&lt;/span&gt; out side and we still swam.  It was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;. I have a four wheeler dirt bike and drag car.   I am currently single. My favorite food is pizza.  My favorite college football team is Alabama.  My favorite NFL team is the New England Patriots. My favorite &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;M.L.B.&lt;/span&gt; team is Red Sox's they are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;.  A have one sister two brother's and a step-dad and mom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-6287387516213384638?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/6287387516213384638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=6287387516213384638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/6287387516213384638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/6287387516213384638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/all-about-me.html' title='All About ME!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-1022311663484859186</id><published>2009-05-17T18:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T18:57:59.376-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expository'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abercrombie man'/><title type='text'>Hollister</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hollister&lt;/span&gt; is a multi-million dollar clothing industry.  There shirts cost &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;around&lt;/span&gt; 15 to 100 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dalliers&lt;/span&gt;.  yeah a now crazy right.  There jeans cost around 60 to 200 dollars,  and there jackets cost any where from 60 to 350 bucks. They also sell &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;flip&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;flops&lt;/span&gt; and I think they sell hats too.  They sell boxers and brazers.  And that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hollister&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-1022311663484859186?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/1022311663484859186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=1022311663484859186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/1022311663484859186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/1022311663484859186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/hollister.html' title='Hollister'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-7516171591545573490</id><published>2009-05-17T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T17:59:59.473-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ladeekrazy descriptive'/><title type='text'>~Loving someone~</title><content type='html'>Love might be so good at first sight but sometimes it is not because...you might have picked the wrong one.  And that is bad because of two reasons 1. You might have picked someone that is abudive with drugs and 2. He might abuse you to where you end up in the hospital.  And that is so sad.  But sometimes love can be like is like shattered glass and sometimes you can't pick up the pecies and would you rather hurt you self by picking them up or would you leave them there? Your choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-7516171591545573490?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/7516171591545573490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=7516171591545573490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/7516171591545573490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/7516171591545573490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/loving-someone.html' title='~Loving someone~'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-4118325662474179037</id><published>2009-05-15T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T17:54:33.748-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expository'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cuttieapple13'/><title type='text'>What A Wild Dog</title><content type='html'>I have a dog named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Maxx&lt;/span&gt;,he is very wild and a little playful. But first let me tell you what kind of dog he is, he's a American Bull Terrier, better known as Pitt Bull. Some people freak out when they here that name, sometimes people might think that he's a bad dog, but they're not. They are very smart and intelligent dogs. The thing about this dog is he watches out for me and he's very protective of me. These types of dogs are very much misunderstood. Meaning, people have been mislead to believe that these dogs are vicious and very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;aggressive&lt;/span&gt;. I've learn that any dog can be taught to be anything the owner train them to be. Owners of pets are responsible for their animals behavior not the pet. My dog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Maxx&lt;/span&gt;, is a very welled behaved dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-4118325662474179037?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/4118325662474179037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=4118325662474179037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/4118325662474179037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/4118325662474179037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-wild-dog.html' title='What A Wild Dog'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-7610184599352267661</id><published>2009-05-13T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T11:44:09.477-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peebo Taco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descriptive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best over all'/><title type='text'>My Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My mom is awesome! She is very fun, lively, and of course nice. My friends tend to like her. I'm guessing that's a good thing. They say that she is very cool. (I agree) I don't mean to brag but, she is highly intelligent. Does that remind you of someone? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-7610184599352267661?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/7610184599352267661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=7610184599352267661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/7610184599352267661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/7610184599352267661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-mom.html' title='My Mom'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-1121984782930164303</id><published>2009-05-13T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:09:54.582-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blondiemonkey15'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='narrative'/><title type='text'>Who Could Have a Better Time?</title><content type='html'>Do you like to go to water parks? How about Sea World? They have rides and water animals like penguins, dolphins and manatees! I've been to Sea Word with my school choir! We had to partner up and go where we wanted to go! In my group we went to see the dolphins and we went to ride rides! My favorite was the "Kraken"! It was so fun and yet it was educational!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-1121984782930164303?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/1121984782930164303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=1121984782930164303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/1121984782930164303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/1121984782930164303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/who-could-have-better-time.html' title='Who Could Have a Better Time?'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-3498595984846438175</id><published>2009-05-13T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T09:07:05.248-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rejean27/narritive'/><title type='text'>The new guy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Do you have A big sister or brother will I do and they both have had new people in there life (or should I say my life).  My sister has all ways had new guys and my big brother has all ways had new girls in his life some not so nice.  When they have new people in there life it is good for them but bad for me cause sometimes the guys are very duel and sometimes the girls are very mean.  When my my sister has A new guy she gets sprung quick  like in two days.  But  when my big brother gets A girl he plays them like A video game but I guess if they did not have these people in there life then they would be messing with me twenty -four seven so the next time your big sister or brother has A new girlfriend or boyfriend remember with out them they wold be in your hair. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-3498595984846438175?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/3498595984846438175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=3498595984846438175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3498595984846438175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3498595984846438175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-guy.html' title='The new guy!!!'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-4581889662617828317</id><published>2009-05-13T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T09:40:13.588-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descriptive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doodlebop'/><title type='text'>mean family{that loves me}</title><content type='html'>Okay my family I used to think they were so mean. They wouldnt let me roam around when ever I wanted so I thout they were mean. As I got older I realized they were trying to pretect me from bad things. Now I know that they love me and I kinda get alittle more slack. evrey time I go somewere I swear one of my sisters or my cousin brentley is with me no matter were it is espesially if im going to a boys house.well thats about it and always remember if your mom or dad or who ever has a funny felling about somthing andaskes you to please dont do it because the chanses are that your going to get in trouble or hurt, trust me i've had exsperiance:]]]]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-4581889662617828317?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/4581889662617828317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=4581889662617828317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/4581889662617828317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/4581889662617828317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/mean-familythat-loves-me.html' title='mean family{that loves me}'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-8888168329661071967</id><published>2009-05-13T12:42:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T12:04:17.254-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expository'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glofish'/><title type='text'>My Vacation</title><content type='html'>I once on a vacation with my 2 sisters, my grandmother, my grandfather, and my mom. We went to Disney World. I had ashma. So I had to ride in a wheel chair. It was fun because we got to get in front everyone in line. That is where I got on my very first roller coaster. It was a baby ride though, but it was fun. We got to see the parade too. Then after that, we went inside Mickey and Minnie's house. Mickey had paint all over his kitchen floor. Minnie's house was very beautiful. After that, we went to get on this ride my sister wanted to get on. It was this ride with Dr. Seuss in it. Then we went to to animal kingdom. There really wasn't anything different about that because it is just like the zoo. I really did enjoy my vacation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-8888168329661071967?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/8888168329661071967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=8888168329661071967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/8888168329661071967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/8888168329661071967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-pets.html' title='My Vacation'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-3688151477020283902</id><published>2009-05-13T12:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T12:56:49.594-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='narritive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glittergirl101'/><title type='text'>My Cat Midnight</title><content type='html'>Hi my name is Glitter Girl101,I am here to tell you about my cat midnight. One day I woke up hearing meowing at the front door. ''Who is it?'' I asked. Nobody answered,so I got closer I slowly opened the door and I saw a cute, baby kitten. It was black and had a white tail I thought it was so sweet, but I knew my grandmother would not let me keep him. After convincing  her she let me keep it. That is how I got a cat named Midnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-3688151477020283902?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/3688151477020283902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=3688151477020283902&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3688151477020283902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3688151477020283902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-cat-midnight.html' title='My Cat Midnight'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-3350924434421527940</id><published>2009-05-13T12:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T11:51:04.643-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moises Arias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descriptive'/><title type='text'>The Juicy Steak</title><content type='html'>Last weekend I went to the restaurant Logan's. After we had the long wait of half an hour we finally got a waiter to seat us. The waiter then introduced herself." Hi,my name is L Waiter." I will be your server today!" I took a close look at L Waiter. I noticed she had a small tiny weeny blackish brownish hairy beauty mold on the left side of her puffed up cheeks. She then walked off. So I rolled my sleepy heavy eyes over to the menu. My eyeballs almost the popped right out of my head! Because guess what?!!! Logan's restaurant now had the new mouth watering, large size, fat headed steak. So when the the tall boney headed lady came back and askes us did we want to order,I told her yes. So, once my mom and I had been waiting for one long drawn out thirty minutes L Waiter came with one hot steaming oval shaped sized plate. It was steaming hot with my steak on it. She sat the pink and brown plate down, and she warned me not to touch for about five minutes. So, in that process I was talking to my mom about how juicy it was. After &lt;br /&gt;five minutes I dug my fork into the steak. You could see the steak juice running out the side of it.&lt;br /&gt;I slipped a piece into my mouth. WOW!!!!! That's the best steak ever. I will never forget the time I ate ny first piece of THE JUICY STEAK!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-3350924434421527940?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/3350924434421527940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=3350924434421527940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3350924434421527940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3350924434421527940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/juicy-steak.html' title='The Juicy Steak'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-3631494872448870914</id><published>2009-05-13T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T14:12:23.074-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bugsbunny12'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descriptive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best over all'/><title type='text'>My Hero</title><content type='html'>My hero is my granddad , but sadly he died September 28, 2008. He and my little sister and I used to go to watch the airplanes take of from the Birmingham Airport. One day my grandma told my granddad to wash the dishes, but my granddad took us out to eat, but when we came back home. My grandma told my granddad he was on punishment. That's why he's my hero&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-3631494872448870914?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/3631494872448870914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=3631494872448870914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3631494872448870914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3631494872448870914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-hero.html' title='My Hero'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-1149842257337749727</id><published>2009-05-13T12:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T11:54:53.565-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descriptive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Awesomest Superior'/><title type='text'>The Most Important Thing</title><content type='html'>The most important thing I ever learned was to talk. If I couldn't talk I coudn't speak to my friends or family, I also couldn't sing or hum. I wouldn't be able to speak my thoughts either. Plus I love talking. Talking comes in handy,like one time my Meme asked me what I wanted for dinner and if Icouldn't talk my brother would get to pick. I love talking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-1149842257337749727?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/1149842257337749727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=1149842257337749727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/1149842257337749727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/1149842257337749727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/most-important-thing.html' title='The Most Important Thing'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-1074914650136587822</id><published>2009-05-13T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T11:58:10.348-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scroogeberry'/><title type='text'>To the dugen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dear Despereaux,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6633ff;"&gt;I know you are going to the dugon.Why did you have to read books or be born with your eyes open.But I like you the way you are.I know you`ll see the pea agian ddon`t be scared.If I was you I would stay strong,stand up to the to the mouse CONSULE.Your true friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6633ff;"&gt;                                                                                                   Scroogeberry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-1074914650136587822?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/1074914650136587822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=1074914650136587822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/1074914650136587822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/1074914650136587822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-dugen.html' title='To the dugen'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-3640101803891925109</id><published>2009-05-13T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T12:50:10.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What spring training is about</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well i am going to tell you what you do in spring training.Well I will start by telling you it is not easy there are a few things that are easy but not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;allot&lt;/span&gt; of things that are not you have sprints &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sit ups&lt;/span&gt; also you have to run and run &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;in till&lt;/span&gt; you puke it is very hard if you are not in shape for it but they will work with you if you need it but let me just say that football spring training is not for wimps so if you are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;afraid&lt;/span&gt; of getting hit than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Evan&lt;/span&gt; put a foot on the field&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-3640101803891925109?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/3640101803891925109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=3640101803891925109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3640101803891925109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3640101803891925109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-spring-training-is-about.html' title='What spring training is about'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-3899978525469329018</id><published>2009-05-13T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T08:42:57.304-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lang.freak11'/><title type='text'>my scary exsperience</title><content type='html'>My scary exsperience was when i went on a boom and if you dont know what a boom is i will tell you. It was about a month ago when my aunt was painting her house and she rented a boom,  it is a machine that will lift you to help you paint tall buildings so my grandaddy said come on ill take you and your cousin for a ride so we hoped on and it went 60 feet in the air!!!!! I was screaming a nd when we got down i thought i was going to be sick !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-3899978525469329018?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/3899978525469329018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=3899978525469329018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3899978525469329018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3899978525469329018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-scary-exsperience.html' title='my scary exsperience'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-5500564484888806820</id><published>2009-05-12T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:13:01.174-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expository'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Red 23'/><title type='text'>My Weekend</title><content type='html'>My weekend was great!  You wanna know why it's because I went campaigning with my granddaddy.  His name is Lawrence McAdory and he is running for senate.  It was alot of fun actually telling people about him and stuff but something that wasn't fun was all that walking.  OMG! we were walking for like five or six hours none stop.  Man, I mean as soon as I got home I went straight to the shower, but overall it was still fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-5500564484888806820?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/5500564484888806820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=5500564484888806820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/5500564484888806820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/5500564484888806820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-weekend.html' title='My Weekend'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-1388321653784971500</id><published>2009-05-11T09:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T14:12:54.089-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bugsbunny12'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descriptive'/><title type='text'>Just women</title><content type='html'>Women are always in the shower for one to two hours. They are always putting on make-up and right before you go to church you they are in the car, or when you are ready to go to church they say come on their not even ready their self. But they are always trying to rush you out of the house. So, if your mom or any woman ever stay putting make-up on remember they are just women.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-1388321653784971500?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/1388321653784971500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=1388321653784971500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/1388321653784971500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/1388321653784971500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-women.html' title='Just women'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-6249133811587812684</id><published>2009-05-06T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T09:36:55.250-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cherryhead03'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>My trip to Walt Disney World</title><content type='html'>During May 2005 I went on my first trip to Walt Disney World. It was very exciting for me and my family. All my family that went with me were my mom, dad, brother, cousin, aunt, uncle, and grandmother. Since there were seven of us we had to take two cars. My aunt, uncle, cousin and I rode in one car. My mom, dad, brother, and grandmother rode in the other car. It took two days to get there.&lt;br /&gt;When we got there my cousin and I were screaming. We were very tired of riding in the car. When we got out of the car we were so excited. But first, we wanted to stretch. We stayed at Pop Century. But we had to get two rooms. So we got rooms that connected.&lt;br /&gt;The pool there was huge. If I remember correctly the pool was in the shape of mickey mouses' head. Anyways, when we got unpacked and headed off to see all the rides and restaurants. We had so much fun. My favorite place to eat for lunch or dinner there was Rainforest Cafe. My favorite place to eat for breakfast was Chef Mickey's.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite ride there was inside the Epcot ball. It was my favorite because it was like you were looking up at the stars. My least favorite ride was Mission Space. It was my least favorite because it made me sick. But other than that I had the best time ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-6249133811587812684?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/6249133811587812684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=6249133811587812684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/6249133811587812684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/6249133811587812684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-trip-to-walt-disney-world.html' title='My trip to Walt Disney World'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-2688187069292304008</id><published>2009-05-04T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T12:37:50.939-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peebo Taco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiku'/><title type='text'>Nature</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The sun is shining&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I see gleaming red berries&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flowers are blooming&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-2688187069292304008?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/2688187069292304008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=2688187069292304008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/2688187069292304008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/2688187069292304008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/nature.html' title='Nature'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-4654386041003523364</id><published>2009-05-04T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T10:54:06.690-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descriptive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cherryhead03'/><title type='text'>My Best Friend</title><content type='html'>My best friend is peanutbutterhead. She is nice and has always been there for me. One time when I was walking to one of my classes and, I dropped my books she helped me pick them up. One day at lunch I didn't have any lunch money or any food so she gave me some of her food. I think peanutbutterhead has all the qualities of a good friend. So that is why I peanutbutterhead is my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that I will never have to leave her so that we can stay friends forever.I love her very much!&lt;br /&gt;( As a friend)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-4654386041003523364?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/4654386041003523364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=4654386041003523364&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/4654386041003523364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/4654386041003523364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-best-friend.html' title='My Best Friend'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380173068060886213.post-2057775433372892967</id><published>2009-05-04T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T12:39:54.870-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peanutbutterhead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descriptive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best over all'/><title type='text'>my friend The Awesomest Superior</title><content type='html'>My friend the The Awesomest Superior is my best friend ever. The Awesomest Superior is very nice she listens to me when i am sad. she likes to make me laugh. She always completes her work in class she is loved by all teachers. She loves math a lot our math teacher is called Mr.crabs. She is very good at school. She is very good at every thing in school she loves to be alone. she is the best friend anybody could have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-2057775433372892967?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/2057775433372892967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=2057775433372892967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/2057775433372892967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/2057775433372892967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-friend-awesomest-superior.html' title='my friend The Awesomest Superior'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-8907328405722773152</id><published>2009-05-04T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T12:21:35.889-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peanutbutterhead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descriptive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aesthetic'/><title type='text'>my friend cherryhead03</title><content type='html'>My friend cherryhead03 is the best friend ever we are B.f.f.ls. She loves turtles like me I love her as a friend.If you know her you know what I am talking about. She is very sensitive, but always happy and positive about people,unless you make fun of her she will go crazy. She dose not like to be made fun of. She loves animals and has a turtle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-8907328405722773152?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/8907328405722773152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=8907328405722773152&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/8907328405722773152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/8907328405722773152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-friend-cherryhead03.html' title='my friend cherryhead03'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-7895570216628561325</id><published>2009-05-04T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T07:20:21.200-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expository'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Red 23'/><title type='text'>My Day</title><content type='html'>I'm so excited!  You wanna know why, it's because it's my birthday.  This morning my mom wouldn't let me open my gifts, she said I had to wait to i got home from school.  Later on today we are going to Logan's Road House to eat dinner.  After that we are going to go get my shoes and we are going to Rue 21.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; just so excited about today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-7895570216628561325?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/7895570216628561325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=7895570216628561325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/7895570216628561325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/7895570216628561325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-day.html' title='My Day'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-6352953902031161018</id><published>2009-04-29T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T22:48:13.695-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expository'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cuttieapple13'/><title type='text'>Going For A Dive</title><content type='html'>My favorite hobby is swimming. I love going swimming because its more calming and relaxing.Me and my friends cant wait to go to camp so we can go swimming that is the only reason that I really like going to camp because of swimming.For some reason I like being in water ,sometimes when you stay in the pool for so long and you get out you feel kind of sleepy,or tired.Swimming is a good hobby you get a lot of exercise and it builds up your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;muscles&lt;/span&gt;, a lot of famous swimmers are in good shape from swimming so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I like about swimming is when its a day that is very hot and sunny the first thing you would like to do is taking a big dive.Some people might not like swimming because they might be scared to get in the water but ,swimming is really fun.It also makes me feel like I just got free because of the most compatible feeling.My best swimming place is at YMCA camp they have the best pool I ever been in since I been swimming.But one thing I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; like about going to camp on the first day is you have to take a swimming test before you swim they have to see how good you can swim ,its a very scary feeling I hope one day you will try going swimming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-6352953902031161018?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/6352953902031161018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=6352953902031161018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/6352953902031161018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/6352953902031161018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/going-for-dive.html' title='Going For A Dive'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-3120458925127025487</id><published>2009-04-29T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T12:12:09.491-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peanutbutterhead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descriptive'/><title type='text'>my cat</title><content type='html'>My cats name is Mrs.Kitty. She has only one eye,but she is very sweet. That is why I love her. she lives at my dad's  house. She is very loving, she loves people. She only eats one type of cat food and that is,well I really don't know because I do not look at the box. She is the only kitty I have.  I love her very much.  She is the best kitty ever.  She is very well behaved and loves to be around dogs.  She has black fur everywhere except on her feet and belly.  She scratches people a lot but that just means she likes you. That is  lot of stuff about my cat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-3120458925127025487?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/3120458925127025487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=3120458925127025487&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3120458925127025487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3120458925127025487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-cat.html' title='my cat'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-868781070500288167</id><published>2009-04-29T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T09:42:32.822-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doodlebop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='narrative'/><title type='text'>My Insperation</title><content type='html'>My youth pastor is my my insperation he's always pointing me in the right way and I love that. He told me once not to try my best all the time to try harder than your best becuase if you dont thin you will never get better at your best and that was such a big wow. That is so true and it got me thinking and got me motivated to try harder than I usally do so I can be more succesful in life than I am now. His name is ketcup by the way and he's the youth pastor for submerge youth ministreis at oasis of praise. You wont have to worry about being shy in front of him because you can be your self n front of him and not have to worry about him judging you in any kind of way. i know i can go to him with any life situation and know that he will be thier for me even in the middle of the night i could just call him and he would anser his phone and he told me so so Im not lying he said so himself. He also said dont call him in the middle of the night just to say, hey ketchup I cant beat my video game and Ineed your help becuase thin hell be mad and hang up on you , oh but he wont hold it aginst you just to let you know. well thats my youth pastor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-868781070500288167?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/868781070500288167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=868781070500288167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/868781070500288167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/868781070500288167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-insperation.html' title='My Insperation'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-2137732611973960107</id><published>2009-04-29T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T19:20:49.476-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calipark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='narrative'/><title type='text'>My life from New Orleans to Alabama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;New Orleans is a very great and colorful place, known for mardi gras and great spicy food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;New Orleans also, has had a hurricane In 2007 April called, Hurricane Katrina so i had to move from New Orleans. when my Mom and my family found out bout it on the News&lt;/span&gt;, we had to pack our stuff and get out ASAP.&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;We went to this hotel in Metery close to New Orleans we stayed there for bout a week and then we heard the hurricane was coming near us. So we didnt know what to do so we had to go as soon as we heard it we had to leave. My mom took all of us and we were about to go, but the cops there would'nt let us. So my mom had to use civil disobediance and we just left. We ended up in Texas and my mom had to come to Alabama for her job and this is how i got to Alabama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-2137732611973960107?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/2137732611973960107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=2137732611973960107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/2137732611973960107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/2137732611973960107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-life-from-new-orleans-to-alabama.html' title='My life from New Orleans to Alabama'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-5479935663333335974</id><published>2009-04-29T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T12:40:10.257-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='go green'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scroogeberry'/><title type='text'>Tips on how to go GREEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;1.Look for recycled products.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;2.Try to buy organics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;3.For fun make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chains&lt;/span&gt; out of old news papers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;4.Never let the water run brushing your teeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;5.Turn lights off when leaving a room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;6.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; buy stuff that you only use once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;7.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Recycle&lt;/span&gt; your cell phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-5479935663333335974?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/5479935663333335974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=5479935663333335974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/5479935663333335974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/5479935663333335974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/tips-on-how-to-go-green.html' title='Tips on how to go GREEN'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-5871412754217550649</id><published>2009-04-29T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T12:50:37.777-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pretty18'/><title type='text'>THE LITTLE GIRL</title><content type='html'>Once there was this girl there she moved from state to state she.She did not have any friends to talk or play with her because her mom kept moving her from house to house.She really didn't have time to make any friends .So she moved to alabama she went to this private school were she would make friends with people that she did not even know.Few weeks later she settled in she started to make friends but this one friend she liked his name was currly she noticed him and he started to notice her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They would walk right pass each other. Sometimes say hi if they saw each other sometime they would be kind of shy to talk to each other .A month later they started dating they hung out and went to the movies and other places.Then this new girl came and she started flirting with him so he started paying more attention to her then he was anoying me.She started to flert and miss with him when she catches her with him she starts to get mad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-5871412754217550649?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/5871412754217550649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=5871412754217550649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/5871412754217550649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/5871412754217550649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-girl.html' title='THE LITTLE GIRL'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-1222476124635764292</id><published>2009-04-29T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T14:10:59.253-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bugsbunny12'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descriptive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative'/><title type='text'>Sisters that are scared of the dark</title><content type='html'>Sisters that are scared of the dark, are always trying to stay home and stay out of school. They are so scared of being along by themselves, they can't even use the bathroom by their self. So if you ever have a baby sister, make sure they're not scared of the dark. OH, and one more thing make sure you put her in the closet if she does something bad! Because they are mothers always taking their sides and the brothers get in trouble. Also they to see you get in trouble and then you get your butt whipping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-1222476124635764292?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/1222476124635764292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=1222476124635764292&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/1222476124635764292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/1222476124635764292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/sisters-that-are-scared-of-dark.html' title='Sisters that are scared of the dark'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-3818239004168405144</id><published>2009-04-29T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T12:38:48.984-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expository'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cherryhead03'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><title type='text'>How to make fudge brownies</title><content type='html'>What you'll need: 2 eggs, 1/3 a cup of water, 1/2 cup of vegetable oil, and a Dunkinhines brownie making kit. Preheat oven to 350. First, you put the brownie mix and the fudge in a medium size bowl. Next, you put 2 eggs in the bowl. After that, you put 1/3 cup of water. Then, you pour 1/2 a cup of vegetable oil. When your done you stir 50 times or until powder is gone. After that, you put your brownie mix in a 9 by 13 pan. Finally, you put the pan in the oven and cook for 18-20 minuets. Last, you enjoy these delicious dunkinhines brownie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-3818239004168405144?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/3818239004168405144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=3818239004168405144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3818239004168405144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3818239004168405144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-to-make-fudge-brownies.html' title='How to make fudge brownies'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-8352330643412518751</id><published>2009-04-29T12:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T17:36:09.550-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spider-pig'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descriptive'/><title type='text'>fiction movie</title><content type='html'>Hello my name is spider-pig. I love fiction movies and one of my favorite fiction movies is Godzilla. Godzilla is a good movie and one of my favorites is Godzilla Final War. I don't see why people don't like the movie. I mean it is not that bad of a movie. The movie is full of a lot of action events. I like it when they throw each other into the buildings. Godzilla has an atomic breath and it can burn anything it touches. The reason why Godzilla is so mad is because a long time ago a person burnt his land. This is why Godzilla destroyed anything that gets in his way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-8352330643412518751?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/8352330643412518751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=8352330643412518751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/8352330643412518751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/8352330643412518751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/fiction-movies.html' title='fiction movie'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-7889664548781156256</id><published>2009-04-29T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:33:55.883-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blondiemonkey15'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best over all'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='narrative'/><title type='text'>Sixth Grade!</title><content type='html'>Sixth grade can be fun but it has its ups and downs. When you first get in sixth grade its very confusing because you've got new teachers and new classmates and sometimes a new school. Also theirs bullies and hard times. Theirs bad grades and good grades and with bad grades usually theirs stinky moments with your parents or grandparents. With always, theirs some trouble with making friends, for some people. Well I know for a fact, before the end of the year you will make friends and know your teachers. Now the worry is, next year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-7889664548781156256?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/7889664548781156256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=7889664548781156256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/7889664548781156256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/7889664548781156256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/sixth-grade.html' title='Sixth Grade!'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-769554231841762454</id><published>2009-04-20T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T12:50:44.594-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jepjep'/><title type='text'>the crazy life</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time there was a man name was bob who lived next door to collage girl name curly who like to party.man once told the  curly to not  party so they decided to party any way.so the man call 911 when the polices pulled up and ring the doorbell and and curly answered the door the police said no more parties.curly got sad and kicked her friends out and did not party again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-769554231841762454?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/769554231841762454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=769554231841762454&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/769554231841762454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/769554231841762454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/crazy-life.html' title='the crazy life'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-4524329970843745768</id><published>2009-04-20T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T18:41:14.689-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expository'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abercrombie man'/><title type='text'>Drag Racing</title><content type='html'>The reason I got started watching the drag races is because my mom's boy friend has a drag car and we go to the drag races all the time. His drag car will run 4:80's`on a 1/8 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; mile track. It's a 1955&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00;color:#333333;" &gt;Bel Air &lt;/span&gt;its black and its fast. Right now it doesn't have a transmission or a motor. We got a 525 Big Block sitting in the shop we just have to put it in the car.1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-4524329970843745768?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/4524329970843745768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=4524329970843745768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/4524329970843745768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/4524329970843745768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/drag-racing.html' title='Drag Racing'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-7006306382766071194</id><published>2009-04-20T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T12:41:07.288-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rejean27/expositorey'/><title type='text'>The 6th grade</title><content type='html'>The 6Th grade will eat you alive if your not ready for it like when I first came to throw those middle school doors I knew I had came in to A different world. The people were different ,the lunch rooms were different,even the food was different. So I had to adjust, first I to adjust to all the teachers and all they class rooms , some of the teachers were nice some of the other teachers not so much. Before I came to this middle school I thought people were going to be horrible, and, nasty, and so mean but I was wrong for haft of the part. Some of the people thought they were all that and they were not, some of the of the kids are back stabbers and they talk about people behind there back. So don't ever be a back stabber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-7006306382766071194?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/7006306382766071194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=7006306382766071194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/7006306382766071194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/7006306382766071194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/6th-grade.html' title='The 6th grade'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-183015349716029565</id><published>2009-04-20T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T15:14:49.666-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diamante poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scroogeberry'/><title type='text'>Strawberries</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;trawberries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;red, tasty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;grow, eat, taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;seeds, plants, farms, homes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;cut, mow, eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;green, nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;grass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;grow, eat, taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-183015349716029565?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/183015349716029565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=183015349716029565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/183015349716029565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/183015349716029565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/strawberries.html' title='Strawberries'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-8687796225168608906</id><published>2009-04-20T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T12:14:49.165-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peanutbutterhead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descriptive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best over all'/><title type='text'>My Brothers</title><content type='html'>My name is Peanutbutterhead and i love peanut butter. I have three brothers named Carrot top,Butter ball,and Instigator. Instigator tattles a lot and gets people in trouble, kids do not like my brother Instigator. Carrot top hurts people he is very mean if you meet him do not make him mad and Butter ball well lets just say he is like Carrot top except he is 5 and Carrot top is 14 also instigator is only 8. For fun my brothers Carrot top,Instigator like to play basketball. Butterball likes to chalk in the road. My oldest brother Carrot top plays football. My favorite brother is Butterball.they all love each other very,very,very deep down.&lt;a href="http://www.vidalia-sweetcarrots.com/?gclid=CNC0o9jslpoCFQJvswodRw0bNw"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330202238259965330" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 209px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ttEEDfEonA0/SfiusfB6LZI/AAAAAAAAABA/WmGC301BuJk/s320/carrots.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-8687796225168608906?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/8687796225168608906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=8687796225168608906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/8687796225168608906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/8687796225168608906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/about-me.html' title='My Brothers'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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/_ttEEDfEonA0/SfiusfB6LZI/AAAAAAAAABA/WmGC301BuJk/s72-c/carrots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380173068060886213.post-2075773871887632725</id><published>2009-04-16T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T12:54:07.397-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MizzBaby23  expository'/><title type='text'>The People Who I Wont To Be Like When I Grow Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When&lt;/em&gt; I grow up I wont to be like Beyonce and Ciara, they inspire me to do better in school and to grow up and be a singer and dancer like them. The reason I want to be like Beyonce is because she is a really good singer I like her songs ''If I Were A Boy'' and ''All The Single Ladies''.Beyonce achieves her goals by never giving up,and puching her self forward.''All The Single Ladies''is one of my favorite song by Beyonce this song is saying when your single you can have fun then dealing with a boy and you can get out and be a playful person at times.Ciara what I like about her is that when she dances she does her on style she stays with the beat and keeps on moving and she's a really good singer to, the songs I like from her are ''Never Ever'' and ''love and magic''. Ciara she is the person that really stands out to me, she's a really great person in the music and dance business.''Never Ever'' are one of my favorite song by Ciara this song is saying if the boy doesn't like you by now he will never ever like you and it is also telling you to go on with your life because you don't need a boy to be in it. She goes for what she believes in and she is an outstanding person and, an outgoing person and she improve her self by working hard a making new songs and dance moves to the song that she makes. Ciara and Beyonce have a lot of stuff in common and they go for what they fell deep in side there minds and turn it into a song, they really are nice and independent people in there on way, When I grow up I wont to be like Beyonce and Ciara and do the things that they believe in and become famous when i get out of college and get my degrees and achieve my goals in what i need to do and soon will follow in there foot steps,When I Grow Up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~THE END~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-2075773871887632725?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/2075773871887632725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=2075773871887632725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/2075773871887632725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/2075773871887632725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/people-who-i-wont-to-be-like-when-i.html' title='The People Who I Wont To Be Like When I Grow Up'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-8772027429061303526</id><published>2009-04-16T12:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T09:47:54.606-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expository'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doodlebop'/><title type='text'>My Life Plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;well my life plan is pretty simple well to me it is. well obviously im gonna finish school all the way and for a whole year i'm going to get a job for almost a year. Thin get all that money not spending a dime with it and thin im going go to albama college. I am gonna go to college for to years and thin go to law school for C.S.I or a detective, yeah I know real interesting. When i get enough money for an small house by myself and my cousin pancake she's amazing but i will live thier until jesus gives me the right person to live with  and thin im going to move out but visit my cousin so she dont get lonley or scared. I want 2 kids a boy and a girl  but  it does'nt realy matter to me I'll be happy either way. I pllan to make a shelter for homless people  and  orfhans  so i can  give thim a home  to make thim smile becuase a smile always makes my day.well thats my plan until jesus calls me home.:]]]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-8772027429061303526?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/8772027429061303526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=8772027429061303526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/8772027429061303526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/8772027429061303526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-life-plan.html' title='My Life Plan'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-4063380012843932595</id><published>2009-04-16T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T06:39:21.602-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pretty18'/><title type='text'>MY RELATIONSHIP IN LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My relationship in life sometimes can't be cool . Like you now how your sister or brother can get on your nerves or blame something on you and you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-4063380012843932595?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/4063380012843932595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=4063380012843932595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/4063380012843932595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/4063380012843932595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-relationship-in-life.html' title='MY RELATIONSHIP IN LIFE'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-1959352428228439806</id><published>2009-04-16T12:20:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T12:37:58.979-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descriptive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Awesomest Superior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>How To Identify a Ladybug</title><content type='html'>There are many ways to identify a ladybug, for instance the crazy colors it wears upon its back.The ladybug's wings are red with black spots, making it fairly easy to identify.You will also be able identify it by the way it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;flies&lt;/span&gt;.It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;flies&lt;/span&gt; very unique,silently buzzing through the air and quickly lifting it's wings above it's head.Ladybugs are usually very peaceful and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;funloving&lt;/span&gt;,and love to play fetch.You can also use them to watch your home from robbers.ladybugs make great pets, but are usually to large to keep inside.Yet alas it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;shouldn't&lt;/span&gt; matter, a ladybug is a ladybug so go buy one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-1959352428228439806?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/1959352428228439806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=1959352428228439806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/1959352428228439806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/1959352428228439806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-to-identify-ladybug.html' title='How To Identify a Ladybug'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-3302810499111573245</id><published>2009-04-16T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T07:15:18.021-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abercrombie man/exspositorey'/><title type='text'>Abercrombie Man's Four Wheeler and GoKart</title><content type='html'>My Four wheeler is a Yamaha Grizzly 660, it has two wheel drive four wheel drive and differentual lock. Its really awsome. My Gokart has only two wheel drive.It has reverse and forward unlike my four wheeler has HIGH LOW PARK NUETRAL AND REVERSE. The four wheeler is better than my gokart because its bigger. My four wheeler can go almost any wear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-3302810499111573245?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/3302810499111573245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=3302810499111573245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3302810499111573245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3302810499111573245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/abercrombie-mans-four-wheeler-and.html' title='Abercrombie Man&apos;s Four Wheeler and GoKart'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-4435674035991473094</id><published>2009-04-16T12:19:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T12:44:26.121-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cherryhead03'/><title type='text'>My Turtle</title><content type='html'>One afternoon, I went into the kitchen to get a snack. All of a sudden my Mom heard a growl. My Mom said, "What was that growl?"I said, "I don't know." But I thought I heard the turtle growl.   I said, "I don't think it was pickles."                                                                                                      She said, "Honey (step dad),did you hear that?" He said, "If your talking about that growl I heard,then yeah." My Mom said, "Do you believe me now?" Cherryhead03 said, "Yeah I guess I do." Well, I'm glad he's not in the biting mood right now. Just imformation : He was growling because his food got stuck on a sign in his tank.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-4435674035991473094?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/4435674035991473094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=4435674035991473094&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/4435674035991473094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/4435674035991473094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-turtle.html' title='My Turtle'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380173068060886213.post-1774944333590811555</id><published>2009-04-16T12:19:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T11:56:00.243-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expository'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewels977'/><title type='text'>My Bestfriend Is J Beetz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My bestfriend is J Beetz. We have lots of fun together all the time. J Beetz is very funny at times, but she can also be serious at times too. We hang out together most of the time. We also go to the mall together sometimes . J Beetz is the funniest , craziest , and down to earth person u will ever meet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When J Beetz gets mad at people she likes to hold a grudge for several days . J Beetz is anti-social when she gets mad . She doesn't do anything forreal but drag herself around. J Breezy looks like she would sometimes try to hurt you with her words if she was really angry at you.She never lets go of her anger until the person she's mad at apologizes or they make up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;J Beetz goes crazy when she has had sugar in her system. When she has a lot of candy in her body she tends to act wild . J Beetz will actually jump out of a window of your and then get back up and go do it again. She likes to boucew around a lot even though she is very matue she would jump on your bed and then run around your house literally. No matter what though she is always there for you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-1774944333590811555?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/1774944333590811555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=1774944333590811555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/1774944333590811555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/1774944333590811555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-bestfriend-is-j-beetz.html' title='My Bestfriend Is J Beetz'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-3722490506414643229</id><published>2009-04-16T12:19:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T12:22:29.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Days On The Mountain</title><content type='html'>Hello, my name is smokey and I am here to tell you about my life on the mountain.Well let me start by telling you that the montain is not fun to stay on for 8 days.One day after the last day to summer my dad told me we were going on a hike on mount verna.I was suprised that my dad wanted to go because he usally wants to just chill out at the house whan he is on his vacation.So then i went strait to my room and started packing things like my 12 gauge, 22 pistol, and binoculars so if i want to go and hunt or if i want to go and look a far distance away from the camfire and so i dont go to far to see things that way i dont get lost in the woods and if somthing comes after me i will be able to protect myself from danger.Well I will tell you how the trip went.As we pulled up to where we were going to park the car will we were gone on the mountain.When we got to the spot way in the mountain were we set our things down to get our tents and everything ready to settle for the day.At hte end of the day and it was just turning night i was sitting near the fire and I heard a noise in the woods at first I thought it was just a rabbit or somthing then it hit again thump this time it was louder than the first one so i wallked over to the trees to see if what the noise was I could not see so I walked back to the tent and got my flashlight so i could see what it was as i turned around I glansed at the woods and there were flashing yellow eyes looking right at me and Istarted to run I ran up to my car and I drove the car intill somthing very large jumped in front of the car and I hit it the car came to a complete stop then I checked to see if there was somthing in front of the car but I could not see because of the smoke coming from up under the hood then i got out there it was on the ground so me and my dadwent back to the city and called the cops.After we had called them they asked us all kinds of questions about what happen what it was.As soon as we got off the cops were at our house ready to go to the mountain to show us were it was we showed them then they said that we could go and they would handle it after we leftthey began to serch the area after they looked and looked they were leaving and turned around there were about 14 yellow eyes glacing at them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-3722490506414643229?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/3722490506414643229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=3722490506414643229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3722490506414643229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/3722490506414643229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/8-days-on-mountain.html' title='8 Days On The Mountain'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-8245393464227198210</id><published>2009-04-16T12:19:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T09:54:33.045-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moises Arias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='narrative'/><title type='text'>The Book of Magic Spells</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;One day I was walking home with my two best friends, glittergirl and glofish. We had been waiting for a signal to cross the street for about five minutes. So we spotted a nearby cab going the opposite direction of the traffic light. We all three called TAXI! We ran full speed! He slammed on the brakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got in the car he called out "where to go?" I said it'll be a minute before you can get to my house!" So just drop my pals and me off at the ice cream shop. He said the ride would be a cost of six bucks. I put in two dollars glofish put in two dollars and glittergirl put in two dollars! He pulled off as fast as he could. I found a book on the floor that said DO NOT OPEN. Glofish picked up the book and put it in her backpack. I had my my ipod earphones in my ear. I heard her calling my name, but I just ignored her. She knew what she was doing was wrong. While in the process of her calling my name I was looking over at Glittergirl while she was making faces behind glofish head. The Taxi man came to a big stop!!!!! Next thing you know, we were at the ice cream shop already! So we all three jumped out the car. Glofish had the book in her hand, still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-8245393464227198210?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/8245393464227198210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=8245393464227198210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/8245393464227198210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/8245393464227198210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/book-of-magic-spells.html' title='The Book of Magic Spells'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-2377893475952543566</id><published>2009-04-16T12:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T11:13:40.284-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peebo Taco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descriptive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>How to Identify a Kraberton</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Here are some ways to identify a Kraberton.First, if it cocks its head and says "Who's that?" then that will be one way to identify it. Another way is if it has a "tarantula," a tarantula as in facial hair.A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kraberton&lt;/span&gt; is unique in its own way. They are sometimes moody. I mean &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one minute they are the jolliest little elf in the village. Then, they can be the HUGEST killjoy at the party! They also have one ENORMOUS eye and one normal sized one. So that's how to identify a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kraberton&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttEEDfEonA0/ShL2kBbMgcI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Tc5OHUqgoKE/s1600-h/kraberton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ttEEDfEonA0/ShL2kBbMgcI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Tc5OHUqgoKE/s400/kraberton.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337599607105683906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-2377893475952543566?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/2377893475952543566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=2377893475952543566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/2377893475952543566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/2377893475952543566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-to-identify-kraberton.html' title='How to Identify a Kraberton'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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/_ttEEDfEonA0/ShL2kBbMgcI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Tc5OHUqgoKE/s72-c/kraberton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380173068060886213.post-4941959781732257799</id><published>2009-04-16T12:17:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T12:48:46.917-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expository'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whiteboy35'/><title type='text'>Abercrombie..</title><content type='html'>Abercrombie is a world wide clothing, they are kinda expensive, but yet stylish they sell shorts, shirts, and all kind of jeans, some have holes and some are light and even some are dark but they are about eighty dollars for one pair so you need to bring a little bit of cash, and if you are buying a hoodie it will cost about 2oo dollars,some are a little bit cheaper, its according on whitch one you want to buy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-4941959781732257799?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/4941959781732257799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=4941959781732257799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/4941959781732257799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/4941959781732257799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/abercrombie.html' title='Abercrombie..'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-8757479211155685511</id><published>2009-04-16T12:17:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T12:43:02.918-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glofish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='narrative'/><title type='text'>My Dog Rambo</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had a dog named Rambo about 8 years ago.  He was a little puppy and he loved to play in water. When he got older, He still loved water.  We went outside one day to go play in the sprinklers.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                         "Come on Rambo, lets go play", I told him.  He ran towards me.  I took off my jacket and we ran around in the water.  He jumped on me and I fell on the ground.  I laughed. I got back up and ran around it some more. I turned around and my poor little dog was laying down, looking as if he was paralyzed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                        "What is wrong buddy", I said to him.  He made a crying sound.  I ran inside and told my mom.  She ran outside and took a look at him. "Is he okay?" I asked her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                     "Well", she started, "he looks like he is sick. Lets go take him to the vet and check him out." We got him inside and we put him in a warm blanket. Then we put him in the car.  We drove to the vet and took him inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                   "It looks like your dog has a disease", he told me, "and he tried to make babies with a female. Just give him this medicine and keep him inside."  He handed us some medicine. "Know, take care." we walked out. We drove back home and put him on the couch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                          "Stay right here.  We are going outside," I told him. We walked outside and my mom and I saw a hole going under the fence. We drove down the neighborhood and went to a house with a female dog in the backyard. Also, we saw our dog. I guess he escaped.  We looked over to the side and saw little baby puppies. It was the cutest thing ever!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-8757479211155685511?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/8757479211155685511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=8757479211155685511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/8757479211155685511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/8757479211155685511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-dog-rambo.html' title='My Dog Rambo'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-555768084657944018</id><published>2009-04-16T12:17:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T12:27:44.769-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descriptive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calipark'/><title type='text'>The Great Ol' Walmart o.O</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Walmart is a grocery shopping store where you can get foods such as bread, meat, and other foods&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Some Walmart's have video games, clothing, shoes, music, mp3's, and such. Walmart is a very nice place to go especially if your feeding a family or a gaurdian of people who live in your house. If your bored and have nothing to do you should go to Walmart theres lots of entertainment there you can buy like tv's, video games, movies, and so on. If your hungry Walmart's has food. Walmart has food from candy bars to meat walmart has cereal, beef, ca ndy, dinners for families, and so on. If your thirsty walmart's has your drinks coca cola, sprite, milk, for your daily thirst. Walmart is a great place and if your looking for a good trusted store to get all your houses needs I would suggest going to Walmart. Save $money$ live better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-555768084657944018?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/555768084657944018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=555768084657944018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/555768084657944018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/555768084657944018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/great-ol-walmart-oo.html' title='The Great Ol&apos; Walmart o.O'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-1534728231505807814</id><published>2009-04-16T12:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T12:52:03.603-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ladeekrazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='narrative'/><title type='text'>~~My Friendship~~</title><content type='html'>Friendship is like a lovely rose sometimes it smells so sweet, and sometimes it gets the smell of my grandmother's feet so of course, that means something is wrong, your friends are turning &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;against&lt;/span&gt; you because of what someone said or they heard and when you get &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the smell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of my grandmother's feet. This means you've met the jealous people in life but its okay well, that means you have picked the wrong friends. I have one well two best friends ever and not the kind of stinky smell I get when I hangout with the right ones that never fight or never get me in trouble, is the smell of the sweetest rose I ever in life smelled. I love hanging out with them and its fun, because I don't have to worry about who don't like me because there is always one friend to look up to when I'm sad or happy it doesn't matter because she makes me so happy I can jump up and do a crazy dance at any point of time. You just got to make sure you watch out! Because I can do some crazy stuff. That's how much I love my best friend forever and I'm glad I met her. Thanks for being a good friend! And just in case please pick the right friends and don't be a suck up to nobody, because being a suck up sucks and it will make you look bad friends are good people but you should watch them I watch my friends and you should to I'm warning you because friends good be sweet as a rose but sometimes they could get the smell of a old egg that's been sitting in the middle of the desert for many,  many,  many, days and that could smell as horrible as my grandmother's feet and you shouldn't want that at all, because I sure don't. Well at least you know when you've chose the right friends,  and when you did something when you've did something totally wrong. And that's my story on how you know you've chose the right friends and when you didn't. Well at least now you know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-1534728231505807814?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/1534728231505807814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=1534728231505807814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/1534728231505807814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/1534728231505807814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-friendship.html' title='~~My Friendship~~'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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-6380173068060886213.post-1193064983778407758</id><published>2009-04-16T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T12:45:27.826-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blondiemonkey15'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='narrative'/><title type='text'>Monkey Me</title><content type='html'>Hey, my name is Blondie! I have a lot of friends but still you can be bullied, right? Well I'm telling a story about three girls, two where the bullies and one was the person that was getting bullied. The girl that was bullied was BB and the girls that were bulling her was Pay-Ta and Lane-Lane. BB, Lane-Lane and Pay-ta were at the gym and BB got tired of those girls bothering her. She stood up for herself and she realized a lot of people were there for her. They started yelling and then their gym coach told them to come their so they did. BB didn't get in trouble because she was standing up for herself and the coach kinda understood her. Well that's my story. Oh, and they ended up being friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380173068060886213-1193064983778407758?l=rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/feeds/1193064983778407758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6380173068060886213&amp;postID=1193064983778407758&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/1193064983778407758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380173068060886213/posts/default/1193064983778407758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhoades6thb4.blogspot.com/2009/04/monkey-me.html' title='Monkey Me'/><author><name>Ms. Yummyturtle's Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986789991669434172</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></feed>
