<?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-7170309703729125633</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:31:20.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NiiKeiiRa'S BlOgGeR [0_o]</title><subtitle type='html'>thiis iis the coolest blogg ever because iit was made by niikeiira wiilliiams.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nikeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651333740624506429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SYsBngIQ4dI/AAAAAAAAADE/nMeykID8pXk/S220/SDC10268.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170309703729125633.post-4837598456584189273</id><published>2009-03-30T11:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T11:41:55.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>trash talk part 1(not finished)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,19,0" width="450" height="340" id="bblviewer"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://bubbl.us/sys/view.swf?sid=278452&amp;pw=yaPbiELrk8AsIMTJOV3RlLzlGMXYxLg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="false" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="_sid=278452&amp;_title=Trash%20Talk&amp;_z=75&amp;_pw=yaPbiELrk8AsIMTJOV3RlLzlGMXYxLg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://bubbl.us/sys/view.swf?sid=278452&amp;pw=yaPbiELrk8AsIMTJOV3RlLzlGMXYxLg" FlashVars="_sid=278452&amp;_title=Trash%20Talk&amp;_z=75&amp;_pw=yaPbiELrk8AsIMTJOV3RlLzlGMXYxLg" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" height="340" allowscriptaccess="always" SeamlessTabbing="false" name="bblviewer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7170309703729125633-4837598456584189273?l=nwilliams2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/feeds/4837598456584189273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7170309703729125633&amp;postID=4837598456584189273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/4837598456584189273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/4837598456584189273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/2009/03/trash-talk-part-1not-finished.html' title='trash talk part 1(not finished)'/><author><name>nikeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651333740624506429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SYsBngIQ4dI/AAAAAAAAADE/nMeykID8pXk/S220/SDC10268.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170309703729125633.post-4371695602209447919</id><published>2009-03-16T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T11:43:49.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Break-In: Girlfriend’s Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Dear Nick,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I'm very sorry to say this but I'm going to have to break up with you. I'm not going to say that "it's not me its you "because it your fault. You had no business going on my account. You know that I need my privacy and my space. If you would had just left well enough alone and ask me why I wasn't answering your calls and texts we could have talked about it but you went to the extreme for no reason. If I had done that to you I bet you would feel the same way that I feel right now. It's not fair to me that i have to deal with you not giving me my space. I think that we should see other people for the time being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Your friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nikeira&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7170309703729125633-4371695602209447919?l=nwilliams2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/feeds/4371695602209447919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7170309703729125633&amp;postID=4371695602209447919' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/4371695602209447919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/4371695602209447919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/2009/03/break-in-girlfriends-story.html' title='The Break-In: Girlfriend’s Story'/><author><name>nikeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651333740624506429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SYsBngIQ4dI/AAAAAAAAADE/nMeykID8pXk/S220/SDC10268.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170309703729125633.post-6284274588779487703</id><published>2009-03-10T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T07:27:01.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tha Names Keiira babezz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SbkbqMfQWMI/AAAAAAAAAEY/S-SRBxN6WmY/s1600-h/keira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SbkbqMfQWMI/AAAAAAAAAEY/S-SRBxN6WmY/s400/keira.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312307647180986562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/Sba5CYKXJrI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1Josv7We7a8/s1600-h/nikeira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 183px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/Sba5CYKXJrI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1Josv7We7a8/s400/nikeira.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311636261026866866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7170309703729125633-6284274588779487703?l=nwilliams2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/feeds/6284274588779487703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7170309703729125633&amp;postID=6284274588779487703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/6284274588779487703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/6284274588779487703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/2009/03/tha-names-keiira.html' title='Tha Names Keiira babezz'/><author><name>nikeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651333740624506429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SYsBngIQ4dI/AAAAAAAAADE/nMeykID8pXk/S220/SDC10268.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SbkbqMfQWMI/AAAAAAAAAEY/S-SRBxN6WmY/s72-c/keira.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170309703729125633.post-7071219272432842936</id><published>2009-03-09T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T07:33:55.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Break-in: Boyfriend’s Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Question 1:&lt;/span&gt;I picked answer choice c because if you don't have trust in a relationship it's no point 2 having a relationship at all.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Question 2: &lt;/span&gt;Some people think that its weird to put infamous peoples songs on heir page.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Question 3: &lt;/span&gt;my privacy is a must i hate when people go through my stuff. Only one person knows my password and that is my mother and we made a promise that she wont go on my page.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7170309703729125633-7071219272432842936?l=nwilliams2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/feeds/7071219272432842936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7170309703729125633&amp;postID=7071219272432842936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/7071219272432842936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/7071219272432842936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/2009/03/break-in-boyfriends-story.html' title='The Break-in: Boyfriend’s Story'/><author><name>nikeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651333740624506429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SYsBngIQ4dI/AAAAAAAAADE/nMeykID8pXk/S220/SDC10268.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170309703729125633.post-3302203087924877082</id><published>2009-03-05T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T07:38:13.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo story telling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/Sa_tSX3dZBI/AAAAAAAAAEI/kMNWviNlkrA/s1600-h/random-photo-eyelashes-300x298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/Sa_tSX3dZBI/AAAAAAAAAEI/kMNWviNlkrA/s320/random-photo-eyelashes-300x298.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309723385593160722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knew that whichever lash she chose would change her life (or at least the night) forever. She knew that all of the lashes were gorgeous but little did she know the powers that they each had. She had a thin one with the lashes spaced out that one would make her life a living HELL. The thin one would make her have the worst relationships ever. the purple one would make all of her true friend turn on her. the regular black one would make all of the people that really love her hate her guts. the black one with the small silver lines in it would make her career go down the drain. the small shiny black one would make her have the worst attitude. the one with all of the sparkly glitter on it make her life be better than normal she would have ever thing she ever wanted. last but not lest the last black thin one would make every one throw food and other items at her. she still doesn't know what powers the lashes have so she said that she going to pick the prettiest one so she picked the regular black one now every one that used to love her hates her.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;THE END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7170309703729125633-3302203087924877082?l=nwilliams2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/feeds/3302203087924877082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7170309703729125633&amp;postID=3302203087924877082' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/3302203087924877082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/3302203087924877082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/2009/03/photo-story-telling.html' title='Photo story telling'/><author><name>nikeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651333740624506429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SYsBngIQ4dI/AAAAAAAAADE/nMeykID8pXk/S220/SDC10268.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/Sa_tSX3dZBI/AAAAAAAAAEI/kMNWviNlkrA/s72-c/random-photo-eyelashes-300x298.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170309703729125633.post-1141310572772493199</id><published>2009-02-10T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T07:24:18.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Text Monster- Girlfriend’s Story</title><content type='html'>1a.  Which choice did you pick?&lt;br /&gt;I picked answer choice C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1b. Why?&lt;br /&gt;i picked that answer because if you talk about it you will find out more information than just assuming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2a. In Text Monster you saw how technology (email, texting, MySpace, AIM, etc.) can create problems in a relationship.  In your life, has technology helped or hurt your friendships and/or relationships? Yes&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2b. How? Some one wrote me on aim saying that my friend wanted to fight me but at the time i was mad so i said OK when so we had a fight.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What are the differences between talking with your friends face-to-face versus the phone versus through the computer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when your face to face its better because when your not it could be some one else texting or righting you on aim or myspace. and plus you can say more to the person when your face to face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7170309703729125633-1141310572772493199?l=nwilliams2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/feeds/1141310572772493199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7170309703729125633&amp;postID=1141310572772493199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/1141310572772493199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/1141310572772493199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/2009/02/1a.html' title='Text Monster- Girlfriend’s Story'/><author><name>nikeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651333740624506429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SYsBngIQ4dI/AAAAAAAAADE/nMeykID8pXk/S220/SDC10268.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170309703729125633.post-1067724068089512651</id><published>2009-02-02T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T07:38:34.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Text Monster</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1a.  Which choice did you pick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked answer choice B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1b. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I picked answers choice B because ii think if she trusted you more and gave you more space that they would communicate better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2a. If you could have added a choice, what would it have been?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have added to break up with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2b. Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If like every five minutes shes bugging you about were you are or who your with that means that she doesn't trust you so a relationship is not true with out trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Have you ever had to deal with a text monster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;To tell the truth i haven't but I can imagine how they feel. If my boy friend just keeps on bugging me i would have broke up with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7170309703729125633-1067724068089512651?l=nwilliams2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/feeds/1067724068089512651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7170309703729125633&amp;postID=1067724068089512651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/1067724068089512651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/1067724068089512651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/2009/02/text-monster.html' title='Text Monster'/><author><name>nikeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651333740624506429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SYsBngIQ4dI/AAAAAAAAADE/nMeykID8pXk/S220/SDC10268.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170309703729125633.post-7296607849914414399</id><published>2009-01-29T07:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T12:18:23.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BlOoD diiMoNd</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,19,0" width="450" height="340" id="bblviewer"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://bubbl.us/sys/view.swf?sid=231334&amp;pw=yaPbiELrk8AsIMTJ0WkhPVjNad2VTbw" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="false" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="_sid=231334&amp;_title=blood%20dimonds&amp;_z=75&amp;_pw=yaPbiELrk8AsIMTJ0WkhPVjNad2VTbw" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://bubbl.us/sys/view.swf?sid=231334&amp;pw=yaPbiELrk8AsIMTJ0WkhPVjNad2VTbw" FlashVars="_sid=231334&amp;_title=blood%20dimonds&amp;_z=75&amp;_pw=yaPbiELrk8AsIMTJ0WkhPVjNad2VTbw" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" height="340" allowscriptaccess="always" SeamlessTabbing="false" name="bblviewer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7170309703729125633-7296607849914414399?l=nwilliams2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/feeds/7296607849914414399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7170309703729125633&amp;postID=7296607849914414399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/7296607849914414399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/7296607849914414399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='BlOoD diiMoNd'/><author><name>nikeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651333740624506429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SYsBngIQ4dI/AAAAAAAAADE/nMeykID8pXk/S220/SDC10268.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170309703729125633.post-5758763883398369815</id><published>2009-01-15T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T07:33:55.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my math haiku</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SW9XWgE6kCI/AAAAAAAAACM/eA2ACnVJipw/s1600-h/3197600878_c37033dc55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SW9XWgE6kCI/AAAAAAAAACM/eA2ACnVJipw/s400/3197600878_c37033dc55.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291544131262910498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:verdana;font-size:24px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:verdana;font-size:24px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:verdana;font-size:24px;"&gt;I know that i'm smart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:verdana;font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My math teacher tells me so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:verdana;font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She taught me discount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7170309703729125633-5758763883398369815?l=nwilliams2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/feeds/5758763883398369815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7170309703729125633&amp;postID=5758763883398369815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/5758763883398369815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/5758763883398369815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-math-haiku.html' title='my math haiku'/><author><name>nikeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651333740624506429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SYsBngIQ4dI/AAAAAAAAADE/nMeykID8pXk/S220/SDC10268.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SW9XWgE6kCI/AAAAAAAAACM/eA2ACnVJipw/s72-c/3197600878_c37033dc55.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170309703729125633.post-2214459925069891976</id><published>2009-01-05T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T07:34:11.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the worst dream ever</title><content type='html'>One night it was me and my friend at my house. We was just about to set up to have a party. so when we was moving my bed but the lady from the little mermaid Ursula just appeared out of n where. so we like OH it just my brother bothering us. but she keeps on following us around so after we got sick of being bothered. so we decided to try and trow some soda or something so when we threw food nothing happened so we started throwing soda and water at her but that just made her mad so then she turn into my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;great grandmother&lt;/span&gt; and she tried to strangled me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7170309703729125633-2214459925069891976?l=nwilliams2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/feeds/2214459925069891976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7170309703729125633&amp;postID=2214459925069891976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/2214459925069891976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/2214459925069891976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/2009/01/best-dream-ever.html' title='the worst dream ever'/><author><name>nikeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651333740624506429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SYsBngIQ4dI/AAAAAAAAADE/nMeykID8pXk/S220/SDC10268.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170309703729125633.post-7897881260537585020</id><published>2008-12-15T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T07:42:18.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nasty Concoction</title><content type='html'>The nastiest thing i every made was vomit or throw up what ever you want to call it. I made it out of mayonnaise ,hot sauce ,mustard ,and water. It wasn't really made to be eaten, it was just a trick to make it seamed like you puked. If you was to taste it you would probably really vomit your self, But isn't the nastiest thing i ever made. Have you ever made your own candy...i know most of you are saying no but i have. I had this candy maker that i got for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; one year, i never used it for about 2 months so one day i decided to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;make&lt;/span&gt; candy...i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; use the directions &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;but i&lt;/span&gt; thought your could add your own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ingredients&lt;/span&gt;. i put sugar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt; some sour candies and water then i out in the fridge so it could get solid  when i told my brother to try it he threw it away &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; of the way i looked but if you really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; about it it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;disgusting&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7170309703729125633-7897881260537585020?l=nwilliams2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/feeds/7897881260537585020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7170309703729125633&amp;postID=7897881260537585020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/7897881260537585020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/7897881260537585020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/2008/12/nasty-concoction.html' title='Nasty Concoction'/><author><name>nikeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651333740624506429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SYsBngIQ4dI/AAAAAAAAADE/nMeykID8pXk/S220/SDC10268.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170309703729125633.post-9002558844037250616</id><published>2008-12-09T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:29:29.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a day:episode 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src = "http://www.xtranormal.com/players/jwplayer.swf" width = "500" height = "350" allowscriptaccess = "always" allowfullscreen = "true" flashvars = "height=350&amp;amp;width=500&amp;amp;file=http://video.xtranormal.com/highres/c30aaa58-c085-11dd-993a-001b210acd5f_6.flv&amp;amp;image=http://video.xtranormal.com/highres/c30aaa58-c085-11dd-993a-001b210acd5f_6_0.jpg&amp;amp;searchbar=false&amp;amp;autostart=false"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7170309703729125633-9002558844037250616?l=nwilliams2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/feeds/9002558844037250616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7170309703729125633&amp;postID=9002558844037250616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/9002558844037250616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/9002558844037250616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-dayepisode-1.html' title='what a day:episode 1'/><author><name>nikeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651333740624506429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SYsBngIQ4dI/AAAAAAAAADE/nMeykID8pXk/S220/SDC10268.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170309703729125633.post-1840596660058426218</id><published>2008-11-25T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:29:29.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the next generation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SUE00l_r_ZI/AAAAAAAAABo/pIgc5TDvJUY/s1600-h/chinese-zodiac.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SUE00l_r_ZI/AAAAAAAAABo/pIgc5TDvJUY/s400/chinese-zodiac.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278558316412009874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most people don't believe in am after life but i do.  I think that when you die you use you Chinese zodiac. since most kids in my grade was born in 1993-1995 we will be either rooster's, dogs, or pigs in our after life. I know it sounds crazy but i belive in it. like me i already know im going to be a pig. i was born in 1995.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7170309703729125633-1840596660058426218?l=nwilliams2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/feeds/1840596660058426218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7170309703729125633&amp;postID=1840596660058426218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/1840596660058426218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/1840596660058426218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/2008/11/next-generation.html' title='the next generation'/><author><name>nikeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651333740624506429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SYsBngIQ4dI/AAAAAAAAADE/nMeykID8pXk/S220/SDC10268.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SUE00l_r_ZI/AAAAAAAAABo/pIgc5TDvJUY/s72-c/chinese-zodiac.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170309703729125633.post-3459697397762302333</id><published>2008-11-18T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T07:42:44.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buyer’s Remorse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is the most expensive thing you wish you never bought?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-weight: bold;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The most expensive thing that I ever bought was my laptop. The only reason I say that is because I don't even have it anymore. I left it with y grand mother but the funny thing about it is that she don't even know how to use it. When i showed her how to use it she still didn't understand but sine its out of my hands i really don't care anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7170309703729125633-3459697397762302333?l=nwilliams2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/feeds/3459697397762302333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7170309703729125633&amp;postID=3459697397762302333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/3459697397762302333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/3459697397762302333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/2008/11/buyers-remorse.html' title='Buyer’s Remorse'/><author><name>nikeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651333740624506429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SYsBngIQ4dI/AAAAAAAAADE/nMeykID8pXk/S220/SDC10268.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170309703729125633.post-4063759560205608464</id><published>2008-11-03T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:29:29.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>child labor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SQ9WmYxPU5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/Uki6Ha_T3M4/s1600-h/child-labor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SQ9WmYxPU5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/Uki6Ha_T3M4/s320/child-labor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264521706903393170" 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/7170309703729125633-4063759560205608464?l=nwilliams2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/feeds/4063759560205608464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7170309703729125633&amp;postID=4063759560205608464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/4063759560205608464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/4063759560205608464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='child labor'/><author><name>nikeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651333740624506429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SYsBngIQ4dI/AAAAAAAAADE/nMeykID8pXk/S220/SDC10268.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SQ9WmYxPU5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/Uki6Ha_T3M4/s72-c/child-labor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170309703729125633.post-6077836451994300683</id><published>2008-10-21T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:29:29.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Question 1:&lt;/span&gt; What causes students like joseanna to drop out of school?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Answer 1:&lt;/span&gt;She had to drop out of school because she had to work  of the farm instead of going to school.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Question 2:&lt;/span&gt; How does  the MET program try to keep students i school, instead of working on farms?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Answer 2:&lt;/span&gt; They pay the children for doing their work so they wont have to work on the farm to get money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7170309703729125633-6077836451994300683?l=nwilliams2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/6077836451994300683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/6077836451994300683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/2008/10/question-1-what-causes-students-like.html' title=''/><author><name>nikeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651333740624506429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SYsBngIQ4dI/AAAAAAAAADE/nMeykID8pXk/S220/SDC10268.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170309703729125633.post-6848660080468688422</id><published>2008-10-07T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:29:29.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my talents</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SOt2XWuKqwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WFxs9gSjlQg/s1600-h/monkeys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SOt2XWuKqwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WFxs9gSjlQg/s200/monkeys.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254423533866101506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no talents but there is one thing i like doing and that's climbing. For some reason i like to climb trees and other stuff. The reason i like climbing is because my favorite animal climbs..yes i &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; monkeys!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7170309703729125633-6848660080468688422?l=nwilliams2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/feeds/6848660080468688422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7170309703729125633&amp;postID=6848660080468688422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/6848660080468688422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/6848660080468688422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-talents.html' title='my talents'/><author><name>nikeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651333740624506429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SYsBngIQ4dI/AAAAAAAAADE/nMeykID8pXk/S220/SDC10268.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SOt2XWuKqwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WFxs9gSjlQg/s72-c/monkeys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170309703729125633.post-918303314900800033</id><published>2008-10-07T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:29:29.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 random things about me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SPdP1tRmayI/AAAAAAAAAAc/G3dLNrTx6dA/s1600-h/about-me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SPdP1tRmayI/AAAAAAAAAAc/G3dLNrTx6dA/s200/about-me.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257758874083420962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1:I'm a cool person to hang out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2:my friends think I'm a bit crazy but that what they like about me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3:I'm very short for my age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4:i have on brother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5:i love yogurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6:i love fruits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7:i don't work well in groups&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8: i love the summer time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7170309703729125633-918303314900800033?l=nwilliams2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/feeds/918303314900800033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7170309703729125633&amp;postID=918303314900800033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/918303314900800033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7170309703729125633/posts/default/918303314900800033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwilliams2188.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='8 random things about me'/><author><name>nikeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651333740624506429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SYsBngIQ4dI/AAAAAAAAADE/nMeykID8pXk/S220/SDC10268.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYRPCjpRH30/SPdP1tRmayI/AAAAAAAAAAc/G3dLNrTx6dA/s72-c/about-me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
