<?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-8195296790688750667</id><updated>2011-12-24T16:47:01.272-08:00</updated><category term='http://dandygadget.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/Toshiba_NB505_Mini_Netbook_Close_Computers_Gadgets.jpg'/><title type='text'>running everywhere</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>impostor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120778207031594273</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>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8195296790688750667.post-5885119134452036616</id><published>2011-12-23T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T10:31:36.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Semester</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span &gt;The first semester living in Pocatello was great. I learned a lot of new materiel and improved greatly in technique and basically everything else that isn't fun in Ballet. I got three parts in the Nutcracker; Soldier Doll in Party Scene, Nutcracker Doll in Battle Scene and Russian Candy Cane in The Land of the Sweets. Soldier doll was great, the choreography included; pirouettes, double tours, barrel rolls and grande pirouettes for any of you who understand what those steps are. Also, it was a solo so that made it twice as good. Nutcracker doll was stupid except the part where I catch Clara. Russian was as usual, amazing. I even got to skip the Danish dance which is pretty awesome. In all it was a great performance. My parents had a meeting with my Ballet Teachers and they said they might  and be sending audition tapes to; The Royal Ballet, American Ballet Theater, San Francisco Ballet, Vienna Ballet and the Paris Ballet. It's kind of scary thinking of living in another country so Pocatello is kind of the main option right now. For me as a Ballet Dancer, you never call yourself good, different people call you good which can kind of be annoying. When you think you're completely screwing up on a step other dancers and your instructors say you're doing it perfectly. That's why you have to be self criticizing of yourself so the step your doing is so good even you're happy with it. When you reach that point the feeling is amazing and it pushes you to do more, that's why ballet is so addicting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;No i'm not getting a big head Mom so don't think about saying anything about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Here's some photos from the show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://brindusamooreperformancephotography.zenfolio.com/f308738515"&gt;http://brindusamooreperformancephotography.zenfolio.com/f308738515&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8195296790688750667-5885119134452036616?l=runningeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5885119134452036616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8195296790688750667&amp;postID=5885119134452036616' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/5885119134452036616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/5885119134452036616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/2011/12/fall-semester.html' title='Fall Semester'/><author><name>impostor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120778207031594273</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-8195296790688750667.post-5051034568257776060</id><published>2011-08-13T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T02:18:51.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Videos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;the videos I'm about to show you i watch at least once a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kind of weird but this is my male teacher dancing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qDv0Hjjp5ig&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qDv0Hjjp5ig&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another one of him dancing.(he hardly dances at all in this one)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kuypaDZeJj4&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kuypaDZeJj4&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tetsuyu Kumakawa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is from swan lake in 2003.(by the way this music actually from the male variation in the Tchaikovsky pas de deux) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5lq-SBibDns"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5lq-SBibDns&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Male variation from Copellia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uClWoItv_6g"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uClWoItv_6g&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll put up more videos later but I'm to tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8195296790688750667-5051034568257776060?l=runningeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5051034568257776060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8195296790688750667&amp;postID=5051034568257776060' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/5051034568257776060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/5051034568257776060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/2011/08/dance-videos.html' title='Dance Videos'/><author><name>impostor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120778207031594273</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-8195296790688750667.post-2539602931615633413</id><published>2011-08-11T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T11:38:30.051-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://dandygadget.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/Toshiba_NB505_Mini_Netbook_Close_Computers_Gadgets.jpg'/><title type='text'>Dance and Netbooks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Holy crap it's been a while &lt;i&gt;since I've done this so i thought I'd try &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic; "&gt;AGAIN.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's what's going on:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic; "&gt;1.dance:&lt;/b&gt; I have started to train at the Brindusa Moore Ballet Academy where I started training in June of 2010. It's pretty fun and exciting and another plus about it is I'm good enough to go to YAGP next February in 2012. I actually live about 550 miles from the school so what we're going to do is to about 80% there and 20% at home and let me tell you it is a HUGE pain in the butt. Eight-ten hours of driving may not sound like a whole lot but it is when you have to do it hundreds and hundreds of times.I worship and figure out steps from , Mikhail Baryshnikov , Tetsuyu Kumakawa , Ivan Vasiliev, Daniil Simkin and of course my teachers .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.clubrunner.ca/Data/5400/3863/Story/178024/2010%20Nutcracker%20Newspaper%20Ad%20-%20Pocatello%20-%20Lo-Res.pdf%20-%20Adobe%20Reader.bmp" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 291px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is why I'm so good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.netbook:  N&lt;/b&gt;etbooks are some seriously cool tech. in fact I wouldn't be writing this post if weren't for them and of course my very great wealth .HA HA dad i have the better computer!Ok gotta go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8195296790688750667-2539602931615633413?l=runningeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2539602931615633413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8195296790688750667&amp;postID=2539602931615633413' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/2539602931615633413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/2539602931615633413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/2011/08/dance-and-netbooks.html' title='Dance and Netbooks'/><author><name>impostor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120778207031594273</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-8195296790688750667.post-369887974661362602</id><published>2010-03-27T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T09:35:04.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good So Far</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Saturday march 27 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Today is a little faster then yesterday. We have my uncles family driving in today they'll be stopping for a while. after that my aunts family is driving in, hopefully. T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;hey will be getting in a little late so we don't know if they'll be stopping by. We're hopping that they get in early enough that they can get a hotel room so we can go swimming and see them. Last night wasn't to bad, we went to a potluck without my knowledge, we played that board game I was telling you about. It's actually starting to grow on me, by the way it's called Smallworld.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 382px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.gateplay.com/images/products/detail/Small_World_board_game.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;After that I started this book called the book thief. It's a little confusing right now but my mom says that it gets better. Today I think everything will be a bunch funner and faster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 352px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://marthacalderaro.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/the-book-thief3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; I hope your day is fun and fast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8195296790688750667-369887974661362602?l=runningeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/369887974661362602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8195296790688750667&amp;postID=369887974661362602' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/369887974661362602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/369887974661362602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/2010/03/good-so-far.html' title='Good So Far'/><author><name>impostor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120778207031594273</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-8195296790688750667.post-2811616987591761851</id><published>2010-03-26T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T12:44:56.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>slow day..... what to do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Friday march 26 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Today nothing is happening much. I watched some TV, we got balloons and letters from our grandma, and had breakfast. I'm thinking of something to do but there's nothing to do! The only thing I've come up with is going to the park but my dad has the car. I guess I could go to the............what? We have another park about three blocks away but it's cold and rainy + we went there yesterday. Things I kinda want to do: We have a grocery store that I know how to get to, my dads work is only about 6 or 7 blocks from here, I know how to get to the library but we went there a few days ago + A bunch of homeless hang around there,really. I hope I will be able to find another book to read or something. The only thing I have to look forward to is drinking coke for dinner and after that playing a board game. Hopefully your day is a bunch more fun. not that I'm complaining, it's just a slow day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;slow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8195296790688750667-2811616987591761851?l=runningeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2811616987591761851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8195296790688750667&amp;postID=2811616987591761851' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/2811616987591761851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/2811616987591761851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/2010/03/slow-day-what-to-do.html' title='slow day..... what to do?'/><author><name>impostor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120778207031594273</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-8195296790688750667.post-1528254226181771765</id><published>2009-10-20T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T12:40:57.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(back at the base)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dooko&lt;br /&gt;:send a ship gui-gon and evacuate the base there is nothing else we can do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gui-gon&lt;br /&gt;:yes master:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the ship tacks off and is off the planet when they see a group of ships shooting missiles at them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dooko&lt;br /&gt;:blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yoda reaches out for the force)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yoda&lt;br /&gt;:hired they where by sith:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dooko&lt;br /&gt;:light speed now!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(after light speed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gui-gon&lt;br /&gt;:they put a hole in the hull we have a fuel leak. if we plan on landing on curisant we'll haft to crash land:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yoda&lt;br /&gt;:so be it:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8195296790688750667-1528254226181771765?l=runningeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/1528254226181771765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8195296790688750667&amp;postID=1528254226181771765' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/1528254226181771765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/1528254226181771765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-at-base-dooko-send-ship-gui-gon.html' title=''/><author><name>impostor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120778207031594273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8195296790688750667.post-7092972959946140477</id><published>2009-10-16T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T11:20:16.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what plaguis is</title><content type='html'>so now that I've got you in the script I'm going to tell you who plagues is. in episode three chanecler palpitine and Anakin have just discovered where general grievous is. he tells Anakin about the story of plagues the wise. plagues the wise was the master of Darth Cidius. plagues is the former sith and was very powerful so powerful that he could bring people he cared about the most.....life. everybody with power fears to lose it which he did. unfortunately he and an apprentice. he taught him everything he knew and then his apprentice killed him in his sleep. ironic is it he could save others but not himself. but that's most of what he said so I'll see you on the next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s this line was from star was episode III.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8195296790688750667-7092972959946140477?l=runningeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7092972959946140477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8195296790688750667&amp;postID=7092972959946140477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/7092972959946140477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/7092972959946140477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-plaguis-is.html' title='what plaguis is'/><author><name>impostor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120778207031594273</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-8195296790688750667.post-2643701730671773215</id><published>2009-10-15T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T13:48:14.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>star wars</title><content type='html'>(on the outer rim yoda and is padwan dooko are on a mission to lead a group of jedi to kill the siths bounty hunters)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(on the planet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(dooko and his master yoda are going through the battle field there lightsabers a bluur)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yoda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:get to the ship we must:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dooko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:yes master:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( dooko clears the way for yoda while yoda runs at top speed to the lifting ship)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(he stabs the ship with is lightsaber and gets in and fights plaguis the wise)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( plaguis kicks yoda off the ship while shouting.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plaguis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:you have lost master yoda:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(right when the group runs up including dooko)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yoda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:get to the bass we must!:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8195296790688750667-2643701730671773215?l=runningeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2643701730671773215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8195296790688750667&amp;postID=2643701730671773215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/2643701730671773215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/2643701730671773215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/2009/10/star-wars.html' title='star wars'/><author><name>impostor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120778207031594273</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-8195296790688750667.post-1654197006661378409</id><published>2009-10-15T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T13:29:42.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>???</title><content type='html'>I don't exactly do well with this type of blog posts so I've come up with a different way to do blog posts.I have done a bit of scripting and writing on plays and movies for the future. and my mom's kinda worn out on "oh that's a good idea" or "that's interesting" or "your good at this".&lt;br /&gt;so on the next post i plan on putting on my play and movie ideas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8195296790688750667-1654197006661378409?l=runningeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/1654197006661378409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8195296790688750667&amp;postID=1654197006661378409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/1654197006661378409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/1654197006661378409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='???'/><author><name>impostor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120778207031594273</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-8195296790688750667.post-8624738996704764402</id><published>2009-10-09T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T12:24:44.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>books</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I finally found a few boooks to read after finishing the Harry Potter series. After finishing the series I wanted to read more Harry Potter&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.dirjournal.com/info/images/harry-potter.jpg" /&gt; But alas there where where no more. But I found this good  series called Fabelhaven. And I finally got to the star wars book my dad got me for christhmas. I guess it has a series. Its not to bad for Star Wars. If you have any suggustions for a 10 year old boy go ahead and comment them on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8195296790688750667-8624738996704764402?l=runningeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8624738996704764402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8195296790688750667&amp;postID=8624738996704764402' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/8624738996704764402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/8624738996704764402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/2009/10/books.html' title='books'/><author><name>impostor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120778207031594273</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-8195296790688750667.post-5798604509834385008</id><published>2009-06-14T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T17:07:21.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sisters Blog</title><content type='html'>T&lt;a href="http://www.messagesfromthegirlpod.blogspot.com/"&gt;his is my sisters blog &lt;/a&gt;she just started and i will help her just this one time. check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8195296790688750667-5798604509834385008?l=runningeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5798604509834385008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8195296790688750667&amp;postID=5798604509834385008' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/5798604509834385008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/5798604509834385008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-sisters-blog.html' title='My Sisters Blog'/><author><name>impostor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120778207031594273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8195296790688750667.post-4398093382244564094</id><published>2009-06-11T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T09:37:43.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Retainer</title><content type='html'>A couple days ago our town started lunch parks that are free. On the first day we were there I put my retainer in some tin foil. My dad accidentally crunched up the tin foil with my retainer in it! I forgot it was in there so I threw away the garbage into the Dumpster.  In the garbage bag was the tin foil, inside the tin foil was my retainer! We came home and I realized my mouth couldn't feel my retainer. My heart was beating for takeoff. my knees where getting ready to play drums my lungs were dead my brain hurt like crazy. I had lost my retainer and I knew exactly where it was. I yelled at my dad where my retainer was. We drove to the Dumpster I just knew there was going to be hundreds of bags to go through and ones to try not to step on, but there where only five bags. I looked through them very carefully my heart beat went down I could breath my knees stopped shaking my retainer was in the bag in the tin foil exactly where it had been. I thought I would  jump all the way to the moon when I saw it. I got out ran back to my Dad and showed him my retainer and he looked close to crying when he saw it. We walked back to the van and my dad told a story about him nearly loosing his retainer in the end he found it exactly where he had left it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8195296790688750667-4398093382244564094?l=runningeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/4398093382244564094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8195296790688750667&amp;postID=4398093382244564094' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/4398093382244564094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/4398093382244564094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-retainer.html' title='My Retainer'/><author><name>impostor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120778207031594273</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-8195296790688750667.post-2936716786556076031</id><published>2009-05-05T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T13:21:40.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Warmth!</title><content type='html'>Its been really nice having the sun out again.  We've gone to a fair and we've gone to the park more. I just got a hoop for Easter. Since  then me and my dad have been playing basketball a lot. Right now I am writing this post as I look out the window. We got all the bikes pumbed up and all the wheels are patched up. The chains have been greased up and the metal is shining clean. I have also been working on sombody's garden. I hope it will get even warmer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running Everywhere&lt;br /&gt;p.s sorry I have not written a post in over a mounth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8195296790688750667-2936716786556076031?l=runningeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2936716786556076031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8195296790688750667&amp;postID=2936716786556076031' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/2936716786556076031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/2936716786556076031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-warmth.html' title='Finally Warmth!'/><author><name>impostor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120778207031594273</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-8195296790688750667.post-3330259697428995459</id><published>2009-03-22T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:10:05.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumb Heaters</title><content type='html'>My parents have a BIG problem, The two of them stay up late playing so fun Facebook  and all this crap while we kids lay in our cold rooms waiting next to the heater till it turns on while they sit in the warm and comfy couch and all the heaters in the room, There's about 6 heaters in the living room!&lt;br /&gt;There about half a heater in our room. I am not satisfied with the heaters in our home because there off more then there on+ they don't produce enough heat. this is the reason we we sleep in all the time cause its always warm in the morning. my parents wake up earlier then us which is weird beacuse they have the coldest room in the house! Wich solves the mistery why they stay in the living beacuse there to cold!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8195296790688750667-3330259697428995459?l=runningeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3330259697428995459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8195296790688750667&amp;postID=3330259697428995459' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/3330259697428995459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/3330259697428995459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/2009/03/dumb-heaters.html' title='Dumb Heaters'/><author><name>impostor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120778207031594273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8195296790688750667.post-5777402435868736946</id><published>2009-03-10T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T12:50:44.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salt Lake City!</title><content type='html'>On Friday afternoon me and my family went to salt lake city. It's nearly not even close to being easy to travel which I have learned through the years. But I have also learned that we don't haft to do any chores on trips. So that's pretty much the best thing about traveling. We stayed in embassy's hotel which was freaky cause it was tall! And when I mean tall I mean tall! The elevator's have Glass in them so you can see clear down to the eating area! But I guess I haven't seen anything yet, according to my mom. But it was still scary. We went down for snacks at first then we went back up to our hotel room and watched TV. Then we had the best most expensive pizza we have ever had but it was worth it. that pizza was the best pizza I have ever had in my life! But it cost 40$! We went to bed and the next morning I took a shower and went down for breakfast at 6:30 in the morning so it's still a little early for breakfast so I went back up stairs to my sister 3 + she is 3.  this is what I here I want to go dwn thee elvatr ples so I had to take her down the elevator in her pajamas and me in one shoe!  But we had brekfast and we went to the elevators and went up and down them. Then we we watched harry potter for half an hour until we lost time. We had to check out by 12:00 it was 11:55! oh no everybody get a basket and pillow and bag and go down stairs! we checked out just in time...whewwwwwwwwwwwww! We went to the tram and rode that to temple square. Then we went to a space place then we went to lunch then we went back to our car and drove off. Don't tell my sisters but I got my own pop can because they where asleep. Don't tell!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8195296790688750667-5777402435868736946?l=runningeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5777402435868736946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8195296790688750667&amp;postID=5777402435868736946' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/5777402435868736946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/5777402435868736946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/2009/03/salt-lake-city.html' title='Salt Lake City!'/><author><name>impostor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120778207031594273</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-8195296790688750667.post-5524617060095712906</id><published>2009-03-02T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T10:37:47.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Was Hard!</title><content type='html'>Moving may have been the hardest thing I had ever done. It was 10 hours, to town number 2 from town number 1, away and most of our family was in town number 1. It was unbelievable! We would only get to visit them twice a year! And heck, so far we've been here for 3 years and we've seen them 6 times.  Let's go and rewind a bit and I will tell you the first time I saw my house, house number 2. We walked into house number 15 we had looked at. I walked in this big red room which is now crowded all the time. I walked around went down stairs and I saw all this garbage! It was a trashy house. I don't know how my parents knew this was the house but three years later it was definitely the house, but we had already moved inside. Anyway, I walked into what is my bedroom now and sat down where my bed would be in three years and drew a picture of it. We walked around some more and I thought this was the trashiest house I had ever seen! Now it is simply beautiful! It still needs some work but we have a very successful house now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8195296790688750667-5524617060095712906?l=runningeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5524617060095712906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8195296790688750667&amp;postID=5524617060095712906' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/5524617060095712906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/5524617060095712906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/2009/03/moving-was-hard.html' title='Moving Was Hard!'/><author><name>impostor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120778207031594273</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-8195296790688750667.post-7334299784171808030</id><published>2009-02-09T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T12:35:52.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homemade Rocket</title><content type='html'>I am someone that loves rockets and building rockets. As you know Alan Shepard was the first American man in space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://fcit.usf.edu/Florida/photos/nasa/people/photos/people06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And this is his rocket...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 413px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 560px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/7/76/Mercury_6_-_Start.jpg/480px-Mercury_6_-_Start.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This is me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300845600811811250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_176RfLmk2rc/SZBi_SWUgbI/AAAAAAAAABo/akp2L0XR_aM/s320/DSCF3310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is close as I can get to my rocket.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300847488613005298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 359px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_176RfLmk2rc/SZBktK9Mt_I/AAAAAAAAABw/5EBz1uUwcxk/s320/DSCN6455-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It cant even get half an inch off the ground. Someday I hope I won't blow myself up with a match and gasoline. And hopefully not dynamite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8195296790688750667-7334299784171808030?l=runningeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/7334299784171808030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8195296790688750667&amp;postID=7334299784171808030' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/7334299784171808030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/7334299784171808030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/2009/02/homemade-rocket.html' title='Homemade Rocket'/><author><name>impostor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120778207031594273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_176RfLmk2rc/SZBi_SWUgbI/AAAAAAAAABo/akp2L0XR_aM/s72-c/DSCF3310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8195296790688750667.post-5869471187136838044</id><published>2009-01-08T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T11:39:13.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's !!!!</title><content type='html'>A couple day ago my family went on a trip to Utah. We first went to McDonald's and played on the toys and stuff. Then, we went to a hotel. Then, after we got all signed in, we went swimming. I am evil, but I pulled on sister 3's leg in the pool. Ain't I a devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 388px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://users.tinyonline.co.uk/gswithenbank/devil.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well after that dunking business we went to the hotel room and watched tv. Most of the time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3043/2603363271_45ec458111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Well, after being told we had to stop jumping on the beds, I went downstairs and drank some hot chocolate while I exercised in the exercise room. Then I went back to the hotel room and watched The Office TV show until I fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 396px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.nbc.com/The_Office/images/justforfun/downloads/desktops/Office-Cast-800x600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The next morning I went downstairs for brekfeast. Then we packed all up and drove to the plane musuem which that was VERY COOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289008085974149298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_176RfLmk2rc/SWZU1PKoaLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/amRSjYnKrQU/s320/DSCN7647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;and then we went home. It was a very fun trip.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289008421769422946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_176RfLmk2rc/SWZVIyGdqGI/AAAAAAAAABY/htto-qQGx1I/s320/DSCN7640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8195296790688750667-5869471187136838044?l=runningeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5869471187136838044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8195296790688750667&amp;postID=5869471187136838044' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/5869471187136838044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/5869471187136838044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years.html' title='New Year&apos;s !!!!'/><author><name>impostor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120778207031594273</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://farm4.static.flickr.com/3043/2603363271_45ec458111_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8195296790688750667.post-4381247920539384503</id><published>2008-12-30T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T11:37:20.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Night Scolding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;If you don't stay up until midnight, you don't know what I am talking about. You see, watching movies tell midnight is fun; until the TV is unplugged. Well, upstairs again. But if I don't fall asleep, I can watch the movie and if the person comes to unplug it, I jump onto them. Uh oh!  I think I am in trouble. At least it lasts to ten o'clock. Me and my parents watched a rocket movie last night. We watched two episodes until they were too tired. Ya right! So as soon as they went to bed I turned the TV back on. I watched an episode and a half. Then it was unplugged. Hey!!! Mom: GET TO BED!!!!!!!! Me: I was going to learn how they......... Mom: b-e-d bed. Well, back to the down feathers. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.alibaba.com/photo/50483826/White_Duck_and_Goose_Feathers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;p.s. they smell bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8195296790688750667-4381247920539384503?l=runningeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/4381247920539384503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8195296790688750667&amp;postID=4381247920539384503' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/4381247920539384503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/4381247920539384503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/2008/12/night-scolding.html' title='The Night Scolding'/><author><name>impostor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120778207031594273</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-8195296790688750667.post-4166436529888191205</id><published>2008-12-17T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T07:32:02.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning List</title><content type='html'>As a homeschooler I don't get up very early. Not early at all. I get up at 10:00 am!! and go to bed at midnight.Crazy right? So I had too put some rules down. I will go to bed at 9:30 pm. I will wake up at 6:45. As soon as I get out of my bed which only takes a couple of minutes. like immediately to five minutes. So then I take a seven minute shower. Then i get dressed  and get a blanket and sit in the living room with my Dad and talk. After my Dad goes to school I then go wake everybody up. First I wake up the Baby because she isn't sad when I wake her up. Then I wake up sister 4, then I wake up sister 2 which she was a little grump even when she told me too wake her up. Then comes the hard part snoring mom and sister 3 Oh no! Sister three cries a lot so she pretty sensitive. my mom is just really tired so she doesn't want to get up. OK, we'll put the baby on her. Oh, no she's already waking up. OK, sister 3 let's see if I can wake you up without crying. Oh, she's getting up too. i guess my family isn't that bad about getting up. it's 7:40 and their waking up. Oh, never mind i heard a snore. OK, back too the beds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8195296790688750667-4166436529888191205?l=runningeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/4166436529888191205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8195296790688750667&amp;postID=4166436529888191205' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/4166436529888191205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/4166436529888191205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/2008/12/morning-list.html' title='Morning List'/><author><name>impostor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120778207031594273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8195296790688750667.post-4074925019695345783</id><published>2008-12-13T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T16:26:07.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE CHRISTMAS. It is my favorite holiday. I love to receive presents, but it is very fun to give gifts too. It's like the funnest part of the whole thing! There is a lot of parts to Christmas. Like getting the Christmas tree and decorating it. And then decorating the house on the inside and outside. Then everybody got to go Christmas shopping too. Then everybody got to go Christmas caroling. Then pictures for Christmas. Then Christmas Eve plus one present. then finally after waiting a whole year it's Finally Christmas. It's so fun to see everybody's faces as soon as they get their gifts.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 378px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i-love-cartoons.com/snags/clipart/christmas/peanuts/Christmas-Snoopy-Lights-Tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.lucylearns.com/images/christmas-elves-elves-coloring-pages-santas-elf.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.elanso.com/U/De1/e1a73f928b6cbebf78e09f64fb131b20/128431251828543484.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Christmas is not just Christmas day but the Christmas season.&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/8195296790688750667-4074925019695345783?l=runningeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/4074925019695345783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8195296790688750667&amp;postID=4074925019695345783' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/4074925019695345783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/4074925019695345783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-season.html' title='Christmas Season'/><author><name>impostor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120778207031594273</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8195296790688750667.post-6607559660076532630</id><published>2008-12-11T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:45:50.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A couple of weeks ago was Thanksgiving.  We all went to my aunt's house and had a heck of a time! We played with her dogs and they were fun.  We went inside to relax and then we watched movies like My Dog Skip and The Dark Crystal.&lt;a href="http://tochi.reddelsur.net/wp-content/archivos/2008/05/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://tochi.reddelsur.net/wp-content/archivos/2008/05/poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookmice.net/darkchilde/dark/marvel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 355px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.bookmice.net/darkchilde/dark/marvel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then we all had &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; food. Then we talked a little bit. Then that night me and my dad and aunt watched horror movies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! See you later romantic movies. Boo!!!! Then I laid down on the couch and just when I was about to fall asleep the dog jumped on top of my head! After I kicked it off I fell asleep. The next morning I ate &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;cereal&lt;/span&gt; and watched Christmas Story. Then I was told to read my book but I fell asleep instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_176RfLmk2rc/SUHLiBIEo8I/AAAAAAAAABI/opK2C2uSbsk/s1600-h/DSCN7317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278724023533216706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_176RfLmk2rc/SUHLiBIEo8I/AAAAAAAAABI/opK2C2uSbsk/s320/DSCN7317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; then when i woke up Thanksgiving dinner was ready. we then packed and drove home. that day was pretty fun. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8195296790688750667-6607559660076532630?l=runningeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/6607559660076532630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8195296790688750667&amp;postID=6607559660076532630' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/6607559660076532630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/6607559660076532630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving-fun.html' title='Thanksgiving Fun!'/><author><name>impostor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120778207031594273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_176RfLmk2rc/SUHLiBIEo8I/AAAAAAAAABI/opK2C2uSbsk/s72-c/DSCN7317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8195296790688750667.post-5489974938807248577</id><published>2008-12-09T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T09:41:05.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1942</title><content type='html'>In 1942 the B-25 airplane flew off a carrier. They flew over the Pacific Ocean to Japan and bombed it. Then they landed in China with Japanese soldiers all over. Bomber's were very heavy. Maybe a mile was the best they could do to tack off. But they got rid of so much stuff that they could finally fly off the carrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 396px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 423px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.aviation-history.com/north-american/b25-13.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the crew before the mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://steeljawscribe.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/image/Doolittle_Raid_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think this is the crew after the mission&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 419px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 347px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j258/whenthesongbirdsings/doolittle03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;These men were surely brave to do this mission and most of them were either captured or killed. The captured, I think, were released and went to the Chinese. The Chinese then gave them food and a boat that took them back to America.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8195296790688750667-5489974938807248577?l=runningeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/5489974938807248577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8195296790688750667&amp;postID=5489974938807248577' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/5489974938807248577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/5489974938807248577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/2008/12/1942.html' title='1942'/><author><name>impostor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120778207031594273</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-8195296790688750667.post-1303383966548484882</id><published>2008-12-08T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T10:43:20.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my favorites</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i was just thinking did you get to know enough about me? well from my last blog post i don't think you did get know enough about me. well let's see my favorite movie is ET the extra terrestrial, my favorite food is egg in the middle, my favorite place would be some type of water park. i would just like to add that i love swimming. my favorite thing to study is space history, i like to travel a bit. i think that's some of the things i like. um........ i like the outdoors and walking to grocery stores and the post office and the gas station.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/a/ae/Wal-Mart_in_Madison_Heights.jpg/800px-Wal-Mart_in_Madison_Heights.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.sandovalhistory.com/how_to_find_us/phillips66_e2w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://pictures.directnews.co.uk/liveimages/Post+office_898_18204207_0_0_181_300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;my favorite of all those places is the grocery store.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8195296790688750667-1303383966548484882?l=runningeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/1303383966548484882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8195296790688750667&amp;postID=1303383966548484882' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/1303383966548484882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/1303383966548484882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-favorites.html' title='my favorites'/><author><name>impostor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120778207031594273</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-8195296790688750667.post-8825556743812209063</id><published>2008-12-08T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T10:12:57.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blowing up everything</title><content type='html'>my name is impostor and i am 9 years of age and am going to be 10 in a month. time really is flying for me already one decade in my life. i was thinking about last April, it's already December it's just getting faster and faster in my life. well back to me, i am a Little pilot. i fly 747's in my mind i fly an f-14 tomcat. as you can see i will not stop thinking about it. time flying. me fly into a nuclear bomb daddy. and blow up the town. smart right? :daddy no you would hurt mommy and daddy. :2 year old oh...................................... 16 years later :dad don't you dare run it to that nuclear bomb! 18 year old: to late.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g56/atlguycraig/Nuclear_fireball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well at least it wasn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;America. that time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8195296790688750667-8825556743812209063?l=runningeverywhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/feeds/8825556743812209063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8195296790688750667&amp;postID=8825556743812209063' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/8825556743812209063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8195296790688750667/posts/default/8825556743812209063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runningeverywhere.blogspot.com/2008/12/blowing-up-evrything.html' title='blowing up everything'/><author><name>impostor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12120778207031594273</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>
