<?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-11365515</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:54:02.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ABC123</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11365515.post-114730413034391263</id><published>2006-05-10T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T16:35:30.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have a question for everyone more a stament so hang on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; Ok like does anyone really rember their first blog what you wrote what it felt like to know whatever you say you know its from your heart/mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; I will admet that i rember it more know that i dont have internet to talk about whats been going on in my life, i'm stressed at home and at school but i all ways whant to end my day with writeing about my felings of what has gone on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i should tell you all now my parents are in a 1/2 davores thing and i'm a wepon, i've cryed because of emotions that have come out of no where things that i normal would just say who cares. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i'm telling you guys this because you guys have made this home a home that im not scard to tell my fellings, a home that i whant to come to after a day of crazy insane figuts from all around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; what i'm trying to say is that you guys are my chossen family and i love you guys and your ways cuz it makes us just that much more of a family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;im making a plege that we all stay friends even in collage and marrieg and kids we need to keep our blogs and never lose our weird, crazy family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-114730413034391263?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/114730413034391263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=114730413034391263' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/114730413034391263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/114730413034391263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2006/05/hey.html' title='Hey'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-114350149333398220</id><published>2006-03-27T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T15:18:13.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey</title><content type='html'>ok lets get every body caught up with what has been going on with me.&lt;br /&gt;1.broke up with joe&lt;br /&gt;2.still have no internet and now i have no computer&lt;br /&gt;3.my job moved to texas&lt;br /&gt;4.im losing hope in movies that i've seen 1000 times&lt;br /&gt;5.this is number 5&lt;br /&gt;6.i have a teacher who whants to prove im a bad kid(we all know the truth on this one come on bad but he cant find anything on me!)&lt;br /&gt;7. Redo has been stuck in my head forever.&lt;br /&gt;8.im sping in a chair at the lmc as i write&lt;br /&gt;9.i saw Josh today and he was sticking out of a windo screaming my name&lt;br /&gt;10.i kind of got asked out and then told he was going to kiss me&lt;br /&gt;11.i have foods homework and know i'm wasting time wating for my mom to finish up&lt;br /&gt;12.we all need to go up to the woods at frost with the HOLE GROUP&lt;br /&gt;13.it is now 6:19&lt;br /&gt;14.its kind of snowing out side&lt;br /&gt;15.i whent to the movies saturday and saw STAY ALIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!(just the title is crazy)&lt;br /&gt;16. ya im heading out talk to you all later i hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how long has it been sence i havent had internet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-114350149333398220?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/114350149333398220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=114350149333398220' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/114350149333398220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/114350149333398220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2006/03/hey.html' title='hey'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-114141849367131992</id><published>2006-03-03T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T12:41:33.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>hey whats up im at olivias house so i still dont have internet sadly. i dont know what to say this has been like everything has started over again and to tell you all in 8 lines or less what has been going on&lt;br /&gt;1.ice=black eye&lt;br /&gt;2.my life has been going crazy&lt;br /&gt;3.my brothers are missing the internet as much as me&lt;br /&gt;4. i have homework almost every night&lt;br /&gt;5.i have been hanging out with old friends and new&lt;br /&gt;6.i want my coke "pop"&lt;br /&gt;7.in miss being able to tell you guys whats been going on in my life&lt;br /&gt;8. last but never lest that i wish my parents didnt cut the internet&lt;br /&gt; ya cheesey i know but its true so ya. hope that i get to talk to you guys again soon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-114141849367131992?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/114141849367131992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=114141849367131992' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/114141849367131992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/114141849367131992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2006/03/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-113349008550283892</id><published>2005-12-01T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T18:21:25.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"IS IT DIED?" BONDOCK SANITS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I CANT SPELL BUT THATS LIKE MY FAVRIOT LINE IN THIS MOVIE WELL I CANT SAY THAT CUZ THERES ALSO FINE GET YOUR FUCKING ROPE THATS ALSO ONE OF MY FAVRIOT LINES YOU WOULD NEED TO SEE THE MOVIE FOR IT TO BE FUNNY AND BY THE LOOKS OF IT NO ONE HAS A CLUE ON THE MOVIE SO MOVEING ON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;WHATS EVERYONE DOING WITH THERE WEEKNED? I THINK IM GOING TO SEE IF MY FRIEND CAN SPEND THE NIGHT CUZ SHE MAKES ME TIERD AND SHE MIGHT BE ABL TO GET ME TO SLEEP OJ YOU KNOW WHO IM TALKING ABOUT YES NO? ANY WAY IM STILL CRAZY AND NOW MY BOSS LADY KNOWS IM NOT SLEEPING CUZ SEE ASKED BUT I GOT TO BE CRAZY WITH LITTLE KIDS AND THATS ALL WAYS FUN. I JUST FOUND OUT WHEN I WAS LITTLE MY PARENTS ON NEW YEARS HAD ME AND MY BROTHERS WHATCH &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SESAME STREET&lt;/span&gt; AT LIKE 8 AND THEN THEY WOULD SAY SEE YOU STAYED UP NOW GO TO BED MY PARENTS A CURLE................ NOW I FIND OUT WHY I SUCK AT TELLING TIME AND WHY IM CRAZY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I WHANT PATCH RIGHT NOW BUT THERE ARENT ANY MORE CUZ MY BROTHERS DRANK THEM ALL. OH MY GOD THEY JUST SAID ON TV THAT CABBAGE PATCH BACK IN THE OLD DAYS COST 25 DOLLERS. MAN WHEN WAS A DOLL THAT CHEAP? WHAT EVER I WASNT REALLY EVER INTO DOLLS I HAD THIS ONE DOLL THAT STAYED IN MY CLOST FOR 11 YEARS AND I FOUND IT AND THEN I REMBER WHY I PUT IT THERE THE THING WAS MESSED UP IT WAS SO SCARY!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;THE DARK SIDE OF SANTA OH MY GOD THEY JUST SAID THAT ON TV I LOVE TV. MAN WHAT IS UP WITH YOU ALL I WHANT TO ARGURE WITH THAT STUPIED ROBATE AGAIN BUT IT WONT SAY ANYTHING BACK ANYMORE  HOW SAD IT COULDNT TAKE BEING ANOYED BY ME. I THINK I STILL HAVE HOMEWORK BUT THAT CANCEDERS GETTING UP AND TURNING OFF THE COMPUTER AND THATS JUST A LOT OF ENERGY WASTED I  (NOW IM HYPER I SHOULD HAVE A BUNCH OF ENERGY BUT YOU KNOW  IM STILL LAZY.) LAZY IN THE EVNING LAZY IN THE MORNING LAZY AT DINNER TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I FEEL SO LIED TO IF MY PARENTS LIED TO ME ABOUT NEW YEARS WHAT ELSE HAVE THEY TOLD ME THAT WAS A LIE IM I ADOPTED DID THEY LIE TO ME IF THEY LIED TO ME ABOUT THAT WHAT ELSE HAVE THEY TOLD ME THATS A LIE IM I REALLY 15 GOING ON TO 16 OR IM I REALLY 16? WHY WOULD THEY LIE TO ME ABOUT SOMETHING SO IMPORTANT LIKE NEW YEARS WITH &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SESAME STREET&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;WELL I AM OFF LATTER DAYS!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-113349008550283892?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/113349008550283892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=113349008550283892' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/113349008550283892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/113349008550283892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/12/is-it-died-bondock-sanits.html' title='&quot;IS IT DIED?&quot; BONDOCK SANITS'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11365515.post-113346749985748973</id><published>2005-12-01T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T12:04:59.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>me crazy</title><content type='html'>HEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to go babysit my my my what to say what to say what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIIII CLOTH MONSTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WWWWWWWWWWWWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE IM NOT CRAZY IM INSAIN WWWWWWWWWWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE TTTTTTOOOOOOOOFFFFFFFFOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SSSSSSEEEEEEEEE YYYYYYAAAAA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-113346749985748973?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/113346749985748973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=113346749985748973' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/113346749985748973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/113346749985748973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/12/me-crazy.html' title='me crazy'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-113331223676426531</id><published>2005-11-29T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T16:57:16.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AIM!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Hey i like just got in to this huge like enoing thing with a robate on AIM and i think it just broke cuz it wont say anything back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;..........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wwwwwwwweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwweeeeeeeeeeeeeeewwwww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;IM STILL LIKE COMPLETLE CRAZY AND I LIKE JUST HAD POP ITS REALLY GOOD ITS CALLED&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PATCH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;AND ITS FROM SAVE A LOT GOOD STORE GOOD STORE SADLY THERES LIKE NO CAFFEN BUT THATS OK CUZ ITS LIKE SO AMAZING THAT IT MAKES UP FOR IT BUT I LOVE IT. I THINK IM CRAZY I JUST DID A HOLE LONG SENTENCE IN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;CAPS ABOUT A POP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;SKOOLS FUN ANYONE ELSE HAVEING FUN IN SCHOOL I AM BUT THERES LIKE 2 CLASSES I DONT LIKE BUT I LIKE MY OTHERES AND I DONT WHANT THE SAMESTER TO CHANGE BECAUSE WE COULD BE SPLIT UP IN LUNCHES AND I LIKE MY TEACHERS THAT I HAVE AND I DONT WHANT NEW ONES CUZ THEN I HAVE TO REMBER MORE NAMES AND THATS REALLY NOT KOOL. IM KIND OF EVERY WHERE TODAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;LETS SEE OH I DONT THINK I EVER WROTE ABOUT THIS BUT I LIKE WHENT 7 DAYS WITH OUT SLEEP AND I HALEY RECAMEND THAT YOU NEVER DO THAT BECAUSE POSTERS START WAVEING AT YOU AND THE CLOTHE EATING MONSTER WILL COME OUT THEN YOU WILL ACTDENTLY SAY SOMETHING TO A TEACHER AND THEN YOU WILL HAVE A VEREY CLOSE WHATCH ON YOU AT ALL TIMES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.................. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;DOTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD I LOVE CANDY CANDY IS LIKE SO GOOD IT TASTE AWSOME AND ITS SUGAR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;AND SURGA IS GOOD SO IS MOUNTIN DEW AND ANIMAL COOKIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;REDO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;DO YOU ALL LIKE MY PRETTY SPACES AND ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLL HEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;THIS IS LIKE SO MUCH FUN ITS LIKE  IM FLYING LIKE A BIRD OR A BAT I WHANT TO BE A BAT THAT WOULD BE SO KOOL TO BE MADE OUT OF WOOD OR METLE AND BE THROUN AROUND AND A HIT A HOME RUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I HAVE NEVER HIT A HOME RUN THAT I KNOW OF BUT IF I DID IT WAS PROPLE THE PROTES DAY OF MY LIFE. YA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;OUT OF 1-100000000000000000000000000 WHERE IM I RANGED OF CRAZY TODAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-113331223676426531?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/113331223676426531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=113331223676426531' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/113331223676426531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/113331223676426531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/11/aim.html' title='AIM!!'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11365515.post-113319404494854091</id><published>2005-11-28T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T08:07:24.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The man with the ink dots!</title><content type='html'>H1ey a1ll what 1is up? we 1go to school 2marrow yaayyy!!!! Eve1ryone 1have a good break cuz i now 1i 1/2 did and didnt..1..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im1 crazy cr1az1y crazy!!!!!!!!1!!!!!!!!!!!1  How many ones do you see?&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;REDO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-113319404494854091?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/113319404494854091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=113319404494854091' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/113319404494854091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/113319404494854091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/11/man-with-ink-dots.html' title='The man with the ink dots!'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11365515.post-113243236762926190</id><published>2005-11-19T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T12:32:47.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>I went and saw it today i was so happy i loved it and now i whant to see it again. i dont whant to say any of the parts i liked cuz that just sucks when someone tells you a part cuz then  you think about that all through the movie and then you miss a bunch of parts that you will like. Well later days all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-113243236762926190?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/113243236762926190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=113243236762926190' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/113243236762926190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/113243236762926190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/11/harry-potter.html' title='Harry Potter'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-113130458925865524</id><published>2005-11-06T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T11:16:29.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just another day again</title><content type='html'>Gir yesturday i wrote like a really long post and it didnt come up again it just kind of disapered in the computer land. Oh well whats done is done i cant change it. any ways it looks like fall for once with the wind blowing every whitch way and all the butiful colors laying at the ground its as if the clouds where to fall to the earth and  with the colors as if heven has hite the world for the first time in ages. well im off for now later days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-113130458925865524?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/113130458925865524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=113130458925865524' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/113130458925865524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/113130458925865524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/11/just-another-day-again.html' title='just another day again'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-113052671111204171</id><published>2005-10-28T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T12:11:51.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm so happy its friday i can sleep well i sleped wednesday but i can sleep and lay in bed forever. I miss the days we could wear halloween costumse to school and walk through out the school and have halloween partys and get more candy not that we need it but it was all ways kool. Im so glade our first card marking over Now i only have 1 more cared marking left then i will be done with gym YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-113052671111204171?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/113052671111204171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=113052671111204171' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/113052671111204171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/113052671111204171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/10/friday.html' title='Friday!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-112985167061122470</id><published>2005-10-20T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T16:41:10.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FOOTBAL!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Man i didnt get to see Joe play. my happy face whent to a frown. Oh well whats done is done i cant stop it.  I saw a kid that i've known sence 4th grade and now hes an imposter.Well im like really cold and i have to draw a pic for drawing class soooooo talk later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112985167061122470?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112985167061122470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112985167061122470' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112985167061122470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112985167061122470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/10/footbal.html' title='FOOTBAL!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-112967625545899776</id><published>2005-10-18T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T15:57:35.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOMEWORK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Man i'm sick of homework. I keep getting more and more and i fell like i'm swimming in pills of paper and its drowding me. When i ignore the homework i just get more and nasty looks.................. GIRRRRRRR NO MORE HOMEWORK if you dont whant to cheack it dont make us do it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ya im better i just whanted to get that off my chest. Im going to the football game thursday to see Joe's last game I hope he plays i would really like to see him play at lest once insted of just throuing the football up and down. My science teachers so kool he gives us time to do work and then says we have to turn it in so there is no homework but then i have to say my math teachers kool to cuz he gives us like 15-20 mint. in class to finish it. I got candy in my 2nd hr and my 5th hr. I win cuz i answered a bunch of questions and got 3 pic of candy then the teacher through a pic at a kid that was asleep and it landed next to me and she said i could have it. SMILE!!!!!!! Im like crazy right now I just got done babysiting and the i just had Mcdonalds so im happy for the day. I have to do a thing for ROTC 2marrow. JJJJJJJJJJJJUUUUUUUUUMMMMPPP FFFFFFOOOOORRRRRRR JJJJJJJOOOOOOOOYYYYY!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SCHOOL IS CRAZY CRAZY...............................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112967625545899776?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112967625545899776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112967625545899776' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112967625545899776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112967625545899776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/10/homework.html' title='HOMEWORK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-112941475198820892</id><published>2005-10-15T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T15:19:11.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The lockin</title><content type='html'>Man it was boring we didnt do anything exsept swim around from 10pm  to 1am but i didnt go swimming this year. I hang around my brother and hes friend then i hung out with my friend mike then i just whandered around the part of the school that we where locked into. it could have been so much funner if we had gust but i did meet some new friends and i also got to cheach up with my friends from last year witch was kool. That and a kid got pushed into the pool fully dressed and he had his cell phone and all his money on him at the time. We had a d-jay that was kool. Oh and like my brother his friend and me we had to like cheack people in for the lockin and i think that was the most fun i had and it only whent from 6pm to 11pm so we sat out sid and i got to see one of my 8th grade friends. Well im going to bed night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112941475198820892?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112941475198820892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112941475198820892' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112941475198820892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112941475198820892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/10/lockin.html' title='The lockin'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11365515.post-112931151132494360</id><published>2005-10-14T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T10:38:31.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lock In</title><content type='html'>hey im like hipped up cuz im going to a lock in at CHS for ROTC and last year i went it was so much fun!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i whant ice cream like really bad and a energy drink they rock my socks. Ok like the thing is from 8pm to 7am and we get to play dogg ball yet what sucks is this year we cant have gust like last year witch will suck but i get to see kids i havent seen yet in school that i wold like to talk to sorry about the spelling im like really really really hipper........................... YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112931151132494360?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112931151132494360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112931151132494360' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112931151132494360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112931151132494360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/10/lock-in.html' title='Lock In'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-112864111038943585</id><published>2005-10-06T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T16:25:10.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry all</title><content type='html'>Hey sorry for not write anymore im just so every where its like i dont know the sky is up and the grass is down. I hope everthing gose down after homecoming im like going crazy like today after school i lost my balence and a kid ran into me and i ran into a bus tier i was siting next to it my head like hit the bolts and it hurt like no other so i got up before the bus started moving that would have hurt if it started moveing when i was right next to it. Well then i got on the bus and had like a shouting mach with my older brother cuz in the thing we where in 6th hour he grabed my hood on my hoody and i wiped away from him so that was fun the bus went quite and started whatching. byes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112864111038943585?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112864111038943585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112864111038943585' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112864111038943585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112864111038943585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/10/sorry-all.html' title='sorry all'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11365515.post-112811691925222168</id><published>2005-09-30T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T14:48:39.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IM COLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>My house is cold it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SUCKS. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ok like im must be going crazy i hear voices saying Go get it GO go. But im like looking around and there isnt anyone there. GIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR im going crazy crazy crazy im losing my mind im stuck where i am yet i dont whant to be stuck i whant to be free. i know no one knows whats going on with  me cuz to tell you the truth i dont know anymore whats going on. im going to get going and wrape up in a blanket.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112811691925222168?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112811691925222168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112811691925222168' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112811691925222168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112811691925222168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-cold.html' title='IM COLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-112717332209351418</id><published>2005-09-19T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T16:42:02.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random tieredness</title><content type='html'>My hands our ice my minds on fire my world is sping up sid down. Im losing what i wonce had of childhood. is this time to grow up or is it time to whant to grow up? Is there anything we can do to provent anything from the past afacting our futures? Why for the last 15 years have i been told our future is in high school. What is it Now is it Colloge or is it droping out of the safty of our last 4 years in school or will our dreams be moved with the years of us growing up? My lost and ponder on thesse thoughts of mine for over a mounth yet today i relized the answers will never be given to me just because we still have our last years of being as young  as we wont and as old as we wont.&lt;br /&gt;IF THAT MADE NO SENCE TO YOU IT DID FOR ME AT LESS AND NOW I KNOW!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112717332209351418?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112717332209351418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112717332209351418' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112717332209351418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112717332209351418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/09/random-tieredness.html' title='random tieredness'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-112575814597869587</id><published>2005-09-03T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T07:35:45.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whats happening to our world?</title><content type='html'>Man as again Americans are taking what they have and still whanting more. I cant belive whats happening in New Orlands and all the other places its so sad how many people our dieing from hunger and dehidrasen. The old, babys, children, adults and i know a lot of people are trying to get money and things but think about how many people are died, think about everyone who will die, think of everyone that is homeless. I wont to help but i dont know what to do. i cant belive the people have been stuck there with out as much help as they need. i dont know what to say this is the worst thing i have ever seen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112575814597869587?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112575814597869587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112575814597869587' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112575814597869587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112575814597869587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/09/whats-happening-to-our-world.html' title='whats happening to our world?'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11365515.post-112553899514480921</id><published>2005-08-31T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T18:43:15.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I can get through high school</title><content type='html'>I gusse it gets easyer as the days go on maybe i will find my locker. I even have been able to eat lunch. I got kool teacher and i'm making a lot of new friends and sadly i have to run the mile. My favirot class so far is science but i like social studies its all ways been a good class but i do have to admet i like my lang arts class to. I love my first hour all we have done is shade in boxes and 2marrow we are doing something im just not sure what. All my teachers remind me of another person. well talk late byes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112553899514480921?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112553899514480921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112553899514480921' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112553899514480921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112553899514480921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-think-i-can-get-through-high-school.html' title='I think I can get through high school'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-112534697614154231</id><published>2005-08-29T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T13:23:00.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The first day of school</title><content type='html'>Man i dont think anyone could get us prapared for that. god every where you whent there was people. i think this was the first day of my life i wasn't in the hall when class strted.  No more i dont think i can take it i dont whant to go to school tomarrow.  God lunch even sucks its like a blur. i cant belive this is going to be the next4 years. i am happy though i got some pretty kool teachers. i like my science teacher hes so kool i can tell you that from the first day of school. if anyone knows where my locker is take a pic cuz i have a felling i will never see the inside of it. The Lunch Bunch. i'm so tierd. i have 4 class with one girl its crazy. i did get to see my brothers friends i got a hug from one of them. Well i'm going to sleep Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112534697614154231?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112534697614154231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112534697614154231' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112534697614154231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112534697614154231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='The first day of school'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-112524924966067926</id><published>2005-08-28T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T10:14:09.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of summer.</title><content type='html'>I'm sad to say this is our last day of freedome over the summer. man this has been a boring summer though so i'm kind of happy to see it go. Everyones telling me i wont see my brothers in school but the most not know my bad luck cuz one of my brothers have C lunch sadly and we pass each other in between 5th and 6th hour. but i'm happy about one thing i didnt get a bus pass so i might not be able to ride the  bus and my mom said if they dont then that just means i'm going to have to miss the first day of school. i hope they dont let me on now. my friend spent the night yesturday and we made these cool paints. OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH i'm going crazy school tomarrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you 2marrow hopefully&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112524924966067926?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112524924966067926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112524924966067926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112524924966067926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112524924966067926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/08/last-day-of-summer.html' title='Last day of summer.'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-112511967352891508</id><published>2005-08-26T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T22:14:33.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hey 2 days.</title><content type='html'>I dont know if i shold be excited to go to high school or not my insides have gone numb. is our lifes beging  or is it more can our lives actly be missed up from our choosse or is this just something teachers like to scare us with? part of me wonts to go back to being a little kid with no care in the world but the other part wonts me to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching step by step and i would like to hang with a guy like cody from it hes so losse and dosent care that hes different i whant to be different actly i just whant to be myself. ill take a lep this year and try and be as much as me as posible in less that gets in the way of my grades then i'll have to go back to being a kid lost in books and get good grades no matter what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112511967352891508?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112511967352891508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112511967352891508' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112511967352891508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112511967352891508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/08/hey-2-days.html' title='hey 2 days.'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11365515.post-112489797202749375</id><published>2005-08-24T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T08:39:32.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>well i go to high school now.</title><content type='html'>I went up to school to get my pitcher taken and get my scedule. Well i got good news and verey bad news lets start with bad news my scedules going to be swected around cuz i'm not in the right math class so i dont know if my luch is going to change but i got C lunch yay the last lunch. I hope we all get the same lunch again. Tell me what lunch you have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112489797202749375?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112489797202749375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112489797202749375' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112489797202749375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112489797202749375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/08/well-i-go-to-high-school-now.html' title='well i go to high school now.'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11365515.post-112483499891645692</id><published>2005-08-23T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T15:09:58.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm so happy!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hey i'm like so happy i'm going to high school i have whated forever to be in high school.  Yes Yes Yes Yes Yes Yes Yes Yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i'm hipper i dont know how im going to sleep tonight i'm going to high school. In mr. L worlds "Our life has finly started."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112483499891645692?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112483499891645692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112483499891645692' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112483499891645692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112483499891645692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-so-happy.html' title='i&apos;m so happy!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-112450511593067206</id><published>2005-08-19T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T19:31:55.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you ever get the felling your being whatched?</title><content type='html'>Hey i'm going crazy i fell as though someones whatching me right now and im like the only one up this sucks. Im going so crazy today i have so little patens today its so sad. i'm like 4 steps on freaking on my mom shes working so hard that she dosent even relizes she prommise me things like she keeps saying we are going to greenfild village for a day its been resceduled 4 or 5 times all ready i gave up i know im not going this year something well come up.  this is the first year i whanted school to start sooner  i fell as though i took the possent of my mom and i clean the house do dinner and make sure the guys do what they have to and i'm the baby in the faimly and i took on all this stuff pluse i know im going to be doing it when school starts but what sucks more is it dosent matter how good i clean the house its never good enough for my family and its driveing me to the deep end i just whant to pull the hair out of my head sometimes cuz on top of all this i stell babysite little munken kids and get this even though i cleaned the house like 2 weeks ago its back to the way it was and im the only one trying. BLLLLAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! for everyone that dosent clean there house and make dinner go give the people that do a hug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112450511593067206?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112450511593067206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112450511593067206' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112450511593067206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112450511593067206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/08/do-you-ever-get-felling-your-being.html' title='Do you ever get the felling your being whatched?'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11365515.post-112438843935490031</id><published>2005-08-18T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T11:07:19.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHHHH!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ah school starts in 11 days and im going crazy!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112438843935490031?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112438843935490031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112438843935490031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112438843935490031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112438843935490031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/08/ahhhhh.html' title='AHHHHH!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-112412151893747920</id><published>2005-08-15T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T08:58:38.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOST!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm lost I feel as though I'm going round and cyrcles that never seem to end. I can't whate for school to start to see all of my friends but at the same time I dreed the day. I'm lost because we are at the age where we arent little kids and we arent adults we are stuck in the middle somewhere lost.  I'm lost because I don't know how many friends I will lose in the next 4 years. I'm lost because I don't know what I can hang  on to any more.  I feel as though I'm just lost in space and will never be found again. I rember being a little kid with out a care in the world and I would do any thing to go back but at the same time I whant more freedome, I whant to grow up and go to collage and get married and have children. I'm so lost right now and every day of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112412151893747920?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112412151893747920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112412151893747920' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112412151893747920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112412151893747920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/08/lost.html' title='LOST!!!'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11365515.post-112381306632519932</id><published>2005-08-11T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T19:17:46.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SICK OF BROTHERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm going crazy my brothers are dirving me crazy i cant do anything to get them to STOP. i wish i could just get away school wont get me away from them because they are there in every coner whating to attack there pray and im there pray.GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRRRRRRRRRR&lt;br /&gt; please someone anyone give me help i need to get away far far far far far far far far far far far far away. i cant go to my room because they open the door i cant drive away cuz i cant drive im stuck with them in school and i dont whant to be if i get put in the same lunch as them i will cry. when will i be free from them i'm so sick of being told by teachers i look just like your brother and i'm sick of being told your just like your brother i would rather go through a black hole then get told that.okay i think im done for now about my older selfsented brats of brothers ok got that out of my blood stream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112381306632519932?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112381306632519932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112381306632519932' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112381306632519932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112381306632519932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/08/sick-of-brothers.html' title='SICK OF BROTHERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11365515.post-112352616780073331</id><published>2005-08-08T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T11:36:07.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOD NEWS</title><content type='html'>Gusse what gusse what schools over on june 8. yes  on the 24 we as in 9th graders get to pick up schedules and we get pics taken. oh no we have parent/teacher conferences october 12. but there is good news to go around october 12 no school and october 14 1/2 day. we have 31 days off of school. 4 days off for mid winter break. we have 8 1/2 days. spring break we have the 14-21.  we have a dance the first day of school from 7-9 and we need ID's. well talk later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112352616780073331?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112352616780073331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112352616780073331' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112352616780073331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112352616780073331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/08/good-news.html' title='GOOD NEWS'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11365515.post-112338232162372587</id><published>2005-08-06T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T19:38:41.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my tierd sleepy eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey like i have not slept in for like 3 days so im like really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really.....................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; TIERD&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.  so like im hyper too cuz im  passed my lazy stage and i want to do something but its 10:25 p.m and like i can't get up and leave my house but like ya im not thinking any more so there is propoably a lot of spelling mistakes and i dont fell like changing them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1.  if your seeing stares r u seeing stars?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2.  what time do you get if it 19: hundred hours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3.  how many questions can i think of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4.  if your a stare do you get treated different?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5.  not question but advise let brother in bedroom when doing homework cuz they fix wrong spelling and wrong answers. ( my older brother and his girlefriend just whent though this hole page and cheacked the spelling. will come in handy during school hehe.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. i'm done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112338232162372587?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112338232162372587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112338232162372587' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112338232162372587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112338232162372587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-tierd-sleepy-eyes.html' title='my tierd sleepy eyes'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-112291693844658042</id><published>2005-08-01T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T10:22:18.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THINKING</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hey, im so sick of summer and being bord out of my mind. All i have done like all summer is read. I'm reading the 2nd Harry Potter book again. I want to go back to school but i dont whant to at the same time. Oh it finly clicked what Mr. L was talking about all year about how we only have 3 yeard in tell are life starts and all that but our lives have started they started long before this day. In 4 years i'll be 19 years old i would be in this world for 19 years. What i think is funny is i can still rember the first day of kg like it was yesterday. A lot of people are asking me if i'm scard to go to high school? I'm not scard, I'm not nevers, I fell lost. Well talk to you later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112291693844658042?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112291693844658042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112291693844658042' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112291693844658042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112291693844658042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/08/thinking.html' title='THINKING'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-112130936194775456</id><published>2005-07-13T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T19:49:21.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BORD OUT OF MY MIND</title><content type='html'>im so &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;bord&lt;/span&gt; theres nothing to do theres nothing on t.v. any more and its &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;boring&lt;/span&gt; whaching things over and over again. to think i spent all year saying i want summer to come because school was boring but school is not &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;boring&lt;/span&gt; campared to this................................................... i cant read anything because then i would have to stop for the new harry potter book. this is &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;boring&lt;/span&gt; talking about how &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;       &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;bored  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bored bored &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;bored bored bored &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;bored bored bored bored &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;bored bored bored bored bored  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;bored bored bored bored bored bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;bored bored bored bored bored bored bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112130936194775456?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112130936194775456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112130936194775456' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112130936194775456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112130936194775456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/07/bord-out-of-my-mind.html' title='BORD OUT OF MY MIND'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-112120374521159961</id><published>2005-07-12T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T14:29:05.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5th Harry Potter book</title><content type='html'>ok i know this was stupied of me but i started reading the 5th harry potter book in 7th grade but i had to stop cuz i kept getting yelled at for reading to me thats stupied teachers tell me to read more so i do then i get yelled at for it but any way so i started the book again so i could read the next book and i stayed up for like 4 days staying up and reading it tell 3 in the morning so thats way i havent been on but i finished it today and every time i close my eyes i see the book so when i finly went to bed i had the hole book exsepet the end playing in my mind and it was kool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112120374521159961?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112120374521159961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112120374521159961' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112120374521159961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112120374521159961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/07/5th-harry-potter-book.html' title='5th Harry Potter book'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11365515.post-112087089038064436</id><published>2005-07-08T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T18:01:30.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the call</title><content type='html'>ok im like relly happy right now my older brothers dads comeing to stay for the weekend but whats funny is i havent seen him sence i was in like kg and hes so cool he reminds me of a little kid. i cant wate tell he comes cuz he lives so far a way and my brother dosnt know hes comeing cuz we didnt know he was comeing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112087089038064436?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112087089038064436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112087089038064436' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112087089038064436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112087089038064436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/07/call.html' title='the call'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-112076184793117744</id><published>2005-07-07T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T11:44:07.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GGGGGGGGGGGIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRRRRRRRRRR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;GIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR I JUST WROTE THIS LONG POST AND IT DISSAPERED IM GOING TO KILL THE INTERNET.......................&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;GIR THAT LIKE RELLY SUCKS BIG TIME I SPENT AN HOURE WRITEING AND NOW ITS GONE.............................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GIR I DONT THINK I COULD BE ANY MORE MAD....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;GIR GIR GIR GIR GIR GIR GIR GIR GIR GIR GIR GIR GIR GIR GIR GIR GIR GIR GIR GIR GIR GIR GIR GIR GIR GIR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112076184793117744?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112076184793117744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112076184793117744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112076184793117744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112076184793117744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/07/gggggggggggiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiirrrrrrrrrr.html' title='GGGGGGGGGGGIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRRRRRRRRRR'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-112061888248560067</id><published>2005-07-05T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T20:01:22.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11 days</title><content type='html'>yes only 11 more days tell the 6th harry potter book comes out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112061888248560067?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112061888248560067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112061888248560067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112061888248560067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112061888248560067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/07/11-days.html' title='11 days'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-112053275168179165</id><published>2005-07-04T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T20:05:51.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>july 4th</title><content type='html'>ok like for the last week i have heard fire works but like im shaking like crazy right now because of them i think it might be because there was a couple of gun shoots in there and like my parents are like asleep but im like freaking. i have all ways loved the 4th of july whats different about this year? im drinking pop like crazy cuz its calming me down i read a hole book the tvs on loud right now im like weird. i dont now if its cuz im tierd or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok changing subject now to anything other then today would work. lets see figures i cant think of anything.  oh i got one ok i dont now why but on tv there has been a lot of camursels with talking animals like cartoon and that kind of things i wonder why is like the new thing this week talking animals did i like miss something did someone find a talking dog or monkey or something.  i think im going crazy there was like a big POP. im going to go put my head under my pillow and blank out the fier works.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112053275168179165?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112053275168179165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112053275168179165' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112053275168179165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112053275168179165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/07/july-4th.html' title='july 4th'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-112036226680198746</id><published>2005-07-02T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T20:44:26.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok way are cookies so good you can never just have one. theres oreo coclate chip penut butter and more. you can have them with milk or coffey witch ever one you enjoy. hey that a good song. ok im like a little crazy i think i got to much sleep. summers borning i had a pool i could go to but they sute it down this year and i whant it to be open so i can have something to do.                          SUMMER IS BORING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i us to think it was fun but its not this year. i rember walking up to the pool like every day it was fun getting on the life gards nerves. hearing dont do that, the stupid wisle god it was like yestureday i was getting yelled at. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112036226680198746?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112036226680198746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112036226680198746' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112036226680198746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112036226680198746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/07/cookies.html' title='cookies'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11365515.post-112026043843332457</id><published>2005-07-01T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T16:27:18.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sandlot</title><content type='html'>I LOVE THE SANDLOT MOVIE. i think i have whached that movie 100,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 times i have been whaching it sence i was in kg well in kg i whached everyday. well last night i saw The Sandlot2 i liked it but no where as much as the first Sandlot. i went online after to see what else the kids from the first movei played in and i relized i grow up with these guys one of them played in gilmor girls, another played a kid in hey arnoled, opps i spelled that wrong, 2 of them played in mighty ducks. if you havent seen the first Sandlot go whach it. I LOVE THE SANDLOT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112026043843332457?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112026043843332457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112026043843332457' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112026043843332457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112026043843332457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/07/sandlot.html' title='The Sandlot'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11365515.post-112024293510931199</id><published>2005-07-01T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T11:35:35.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams of darkness</title><content type='html'>ok for like the last year the onlything i have dremt of was the dark. i think its because im growing up and my dreams are going in with every day things boring. i wish i could have 1 last nightmar i rember one nightmar i woke up in cold swet and i was shaking for an hour. i rembered bites and pices but enough to scare me to this day of it. what sucks is that was the last dream i have had.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112024293510931199?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/112024293510931199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=112024293510931199' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112024293510931199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/112024293510931199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/07/dreams-of-darkness.html' title='dreams of darkness'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-112008803501080686</id><published>2005-06-29T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T16:33:55.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why do people say " Blank is older then dirt"</title><content type='html'>why do people say that? is there anything older then dirt or what? i know what im i talking about its just a saying but who started a saying that is not true? what joy do you get out of saying that its out rages i think im freaking out on a saying how crazy can i get?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-112008803501080686?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11365515.post-111988573100423304</id><published>2005-06-27T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T08:22:12.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bug bite/frost</title><content type='html'>ok i hate bug bites i was at a party thing with my faimly and i got a bug bite my hand got relly red and puffy it hurt to. hi im lost there is like nothing to do  i want to go to school again to have something but no ones there. oh i went to the fire works last night with olivia and we sat next to frost well we looked in to the building the hole roof is torn apart it looks so emtiy alone just a building i could call it a school but its not during summer its just a building taking up space and gathering dust.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111988573100423304?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111988573100423304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111988573100423304' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111988573100423304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111988573100423304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/06/bug-bitefrost.html' title='bug bite/frost'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11365515.post-111946715161762982</id><published>2005-06-22T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T12:05:51.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well what is there to say one year has been by i fell as if i can but the bad behind me but sadly the happy must go with the sad. i can tell you that the fild trip was a great rember of the 8th grade. to think i went through so much the last 2 years i fell in love got my first boyfriend i got a new brother i talked friends into doing some crazy thing with me like bugging teachers i had some good teachers i got some good laughs and now i can go to high school and have more happy memories. but i fell as if im hideing something from the world but i dont know what it is that im hiding. i think im going through the biggest change of all..............life.  i've been think a lot of the future lattly we have 4 years leaved then we r free from the world of school but i know im still going to go to collage and stuff like that i whant to i decied that last year. to think we have been stuck for the last 10 years if u count kinder garden wich i count cuz i went trough it. its crazy to think about that  looking at how litlle your hands where and then looking at what changes have gone through your life sence then. well look back try it think about the changes for the good and the bad but finding my friends was the koolest thing about growing up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111946715161762982?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111946715161762982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>GOONIES</title><content type='html'>"Goonies never say die" i think we can learn a lot froms movies like Goonies. when your little there is no such thing as death well there is but its just so far away. when i hit 6th grade a lot of people in my life died and it just seems as though it will never stop. i found ways to let it all out like poems, i started a journal and just takeing the time to look up at the sky and see how butiful it is. in a way going in to middle school was like a way to be free from my past start all over but i didnt start over i just stayed the same. i hope my freinds and me well still talk like we do know in high school it would tare me apart not if we didnt. maybe we can get class together yet i fell as though all of my freinds are redy for something im not the next 4 years. as off the wall this is i still just whant to be a kid... yet worse i whant to grow up at the same time. i have like the kool friends in the world and you guys rock but what our we going to do after high school we're not going to all go to the same college cuz i know where not all going to be the same thing. what do we do when that time comes i cant just let you guys walk out of my life i cant do it now i wont be able to let it happen then. hey guys think about this we meet each other in the 7th grade and now where going in to the 9th we have made it through 2 years why not the rest of our lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111922847941752600?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111922847941752600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111922847941752600' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111922847941752600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111922847941752600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/06/goonies.html' title='GOONIES'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11365515.post-111914930179358973</id><published>2005-06-18T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T19:48:21.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont know</title><content type='html'>im writeing cuz i have nothing to do. my house is boring, i just got back from my cousin graduation party i think thats how you spell it. i found out one of my cousions going to be a teacher it must run in the faimly cuz thats what i want to be. i want to be a 7th or 8th grade teacher i think that would be so much fun. my brother wants to be an art teacher that would be so kool and my aunts a teacher. how sad. i would be so kool as a teacher i did a lot of teaching over the years during math all the kids would ask me how to do stuff and they would never ask the teacher. I SHOULD BE PAYED HIS MONEY. oh well it was good practice. i think i mite go in to science or Lang arts i dont know which im going to do yet that or i could do both. it would be so kool to be a teacher i think its like the best job. i looked up to a lot of the teachers at frost. if you cant tell im kind of lost. i've been lost for a long time though thats the thing its been like im runing in circles that will never stop. i think i have gone throug something that must people only think of as jokes and yet i still am able to get up every day and live through what ever is in my way of my dreams. i made a promis to one of the teachers that is making me do it and its helps to have a goal its made things easyer on me. kind of weird but its true. i've been kind of off the bord lattly sorry about that. what is the future going to be like think about it one of my friends pointed this out... if our like grandparents lission to what they did when they where kids does this mean that we are going to playing video games lissing to rap and like green day? thats like so kool cuz then the oldys music will be ours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111914930179358973?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111914930179358973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111914930179358973' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111914930179358973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111914930179358973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-dont-know.html' title='i dont know'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-111912358429049685</id><published>2005-06-18T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T12:39:44.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello</title><content type='html'>hello what is every body up to for there 2 day of vaction? i want to go back to school how sad. i miss my friends and getting to see them 5 days a week. at lest i get to go to high school that will be cool. i have a good felling a lot of things are going to be happening this summer. it fells as if its been forever i still rember the first day of kg. im 1 year older 1 year smart 1 year taller 1 year....&lt;br /&gt; i think im talking crazy its kool that im another year older. well i must be off to go finish things the joy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111912358429049685?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111912358429049685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111912358429049685' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111912358429049685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111912358429049685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/06/hello.html' title='hello'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-111897986736838982</id><published>2005-06-16T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T20:44:27.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my b-day</title><content type='html'>i have less then an like 1/2 hour tell my b-day. whatever oh im not doing caps cuz the key bord sucks. i found out something relly kool today........ friends are they key to getting passed life. so im wasting time my eyes are hurting but oh well. i think frost staff/friends have been the key to my good grades. the party was kool wasnt it getting to hear those guys sing price less i still say it would have been better if the teachers sang lol. talk later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111897986736838982?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111897986736838982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111897986736838982' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111897986736838982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111897986736838982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-b-day.html' title='my b-day'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11365515.post-111893886092377679</id><published>2005-06-16T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T09:21:00.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the best day of the world</title><content type='html'>today was kool i beged a teacher trying to get him to dance/sing the he ran into the office to get away from me so i went to the other door and he came out of it so i beged him more. then i got to slow dance with joe im happy oh so happy. id talk more but i got to go i cant stay still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111893886092377679?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111893886092377679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111893886092377679' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111893886092377679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111893886092377679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/06/best-day-of-world.html' title='the best day of the world'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-111854214356639354</id><published>2005-06-11T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T19:09:03.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IM TIERD</title><content type='html'>Can you read? I can read i think. What do you get when your head is to..... I dont know what to say. Can you sing? I cant sing i dont know why. Blah I can go pop, can you go pop? What do you get if the time is 13:97? I dont know any more...................HI ya how you doing? WHat do you get when your up to late?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111854214356639354?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111854214356639354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111854214356639354' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111854214356639354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111854214356639354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-tierd.html' title='IM TIERD'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11365515.post-111793856299473306</id><published>2005-06-04T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T19:29:22.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>under cover</title><content type='html'>UNDER COVER IS THE KOOLS WORD IN THE WORLD...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111793856299473306?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111793856299473306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111793856299473306' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111793856299473306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111793856299473306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/06/under-cover.html' title='under cover'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-111774055215129161</id><published>2005-06-02T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T12:29:12.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The sky...</title><content type='html'>So i've been going crazy for a long time know if it doesnt show your blind. Yesturday was just another day some what but just a lot happened stuff i didnt think would happen tell later in life nothing sick or anything just some stupied stuff but i came home and lade down in my yard and looked up at the sky i felt free of the world like there was nothing on my shoulders it felt so good. Then i got up and the feeling just went away. It sucked so bad i use to be able to be with friends and not feel like it but sence i grown it stays in my mind and it sucks cuz theres all ways a voice saying no no no you know you shouldnt do that and i cant get ride of it..............................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111774055215129161?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111774055215129161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111774055215129161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111774055215129161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111774055215129161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/06/sky.html' title='The sky...'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-111758230126940398</id><published>2005-05-31T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T16:31:41.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMMER</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good things about summer!!!!!!!!                                                                                                                                            &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I want summer to come i want to be able to sleep, I want to be able to stay up at night, not have homework, not haveing to wake up before the sun comes up, not haveing to walk up to the bus stop, not haveing to study for test, being able to have fun, being able to sleep over peoples house-min, being able to see people insted of books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bad things about summer!!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not being able to be with friends, haveing to be home all day, moveing on to a different grade, NOT being able to say I have homework when(my mom-dad tell me to do something.), Not being able to see kool teachers, Not being able to sleep because you fell as if you missed so much in school, When you forget to get someones number and you want to talk to them or you lose there number, being to bussy yet at the same time not being bussy. BUT THE THING THAT IS WORST OF ALL IS KNOWING YOUR NOT A CHILD IN THE TEACHERS EYES- AND NOT SEEING FREINDS...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111758230126940398?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111758230126940398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111758230126940398' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111758230126940398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111758230126940398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/05/summer.html' title='SUMMER'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11365515.post-111750062039939451</id><published>2005-05-30T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T17:50:20.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The blank star</title><content type='html'>I'm teired i didnt even know someone could ever be so tierd witch this means im going to have a lot of spelling mistakes. I dont want to go to school i dont want to go to school you cant make me cuz i am not going you can try to give me candy you can try to give me a doller but i am not going today!!!!!!!!!! Yeah i know i'm going to school tomarrow how sad. i kno;ho;iyhhkjkiuigkjglkajgdislugfhsdgjhdgfjskgfusyfglgshgflusdigwgteiullifgydgfilsgtudftgsligflkjsgdfislftgusdgfilsgfjksdgfisdlugfujfjkdhsjfhlisugdfilgaljgdglskudgfiuetgisugfkjagjkgdfkjgvbhghgfkldsgjiletuyghekikjgugjgjfgkjgagkgfkgbielgu.........longst woed in the world ya i know i'm getting off. see ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111750062039939451?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111750062039939451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111750062039939451' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111750062039939451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111750062039939451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/05/blank-star.html' title='The blank star'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-111733027650094396</id><published>2005-05-28T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T18:31:16.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Title</title><content type='html'>Hey whats up? I'm gone with the wind today fun yes. Any way this 4 day weekned has been so much fun because I went roller skating with Joe yesturday and I had a blast. Today I went to his house. I'm falling for him. I want to have my friend come over!!!! I havent seen her in like forever forever forever. So Lost is on Wednesday right? Oh what time is it on to? So is any one else haveing a good 4 day vaction thing? BLAH BLAH BLAH................ So Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111733027650094396?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111733027650094396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111733027650094396' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111733027650094396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111733027650094396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/05/no-title.html' title='No Title'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-111707089819487073</id><published>2005-05-25T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T18:28:18.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi ............................................................................................................................................................ hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi................................................................................... One year later............................HHHHHHHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII. Ok i'm done. Lost on right now and i don't have a clue whats going on. Ouch my brother just told me that Charle just got a deep cut and the solder how ever that is put gun powder on it. CAN YOU SAY &lt;strong&gt;PAIN&lt;/strong&gt;. 15 more days 15 more days but whos counting. I finished the book i was reading it was good. 4 day weekned 4 day weekned. I need to give my sorry to the lunch table i sat some where else. I'm sorry!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  0 for the lunch people 0 for Oliva and me. I say 4 score and 7 years ago. I think i'm talking crazy. I hear bells i don't know if i'm going crazy or is it the voice talking again. No more Voice I can't go back to the dark side. I swar i'm on the light side but my minds on the dark side. La La La. How likes Batman  I like Batman. I think i'm just a little tierd. What do you get when you turn a B around? Oh my oh my what do we have here I think we have a little boy and his little dog 2. What do you see? I see a little blue monky thats what i see. Is Scarlet pink or Red? What do you get if you turn around a car? Me Mind it's lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111707089819487073?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111707089819487073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111707089819487073' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111707089819487073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111707089819487073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/05/nothing.html' title='nothing!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11365515.post-111705713714767414</id><published>2005-05-25T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T14:38:57.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More about Oreo cookie!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok the Oreo company wrote me back and they took it as a complant in sted of an ideal so now i get free cookie's. YAY!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111705713714767414?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111705713714767414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111705713714767414' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111705713714767414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111705713714767414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/05/more-about-oreo-cookie.html' title='More about Oreo cookie!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-111689006882432866</id><published>2005-05-23T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T16:14:28.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OREO</title><content type='html'>Ok i have to make this fast but i was eating an oreo and i came up with an ideal i know me and ideals dont mix but any way i went on line and wrote a letter to Oreo compenly about my ideal wich u r proply trying to figure out but I'll tell u about it 2marrow but i got this song and i am so bringing it in to show u guys its so kool. Got to go mom wants computer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111689006882432866?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111689006882432866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111689006882432866' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111689006882432866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111689006882432866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/05/oreo.html' title='OREO'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-111670039233520957</id><published>2005-05-21T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T11:33:12.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ</title><content type='html'>On this day I want to say ya, ya what do you say. Sorry about that kind of got lost. See what whaching little kid's shows do to me. Any way I'm reading a lot of books right now but i'm reading one thats kool it's The boy with the thorn in his side. I know sounds add but its wiked i'm on page 5 and i'm in love with it. Yesturday I went to this thing for my older brother and a couple of guys where up to no good started getting into fight in my nabor hood, I got into a one little fight and my mom  got scard she said ur moveing with ur aunty in uncle in Bellare. When I got in to the cab I thate it was ware with... sorry song was in my head. These guys said we need a scervies and asked if i would be one i said no but i know someone that would love to be so i told them to go to my friends house. It was fun. I meet some new kids. So ya today i'm going to my little couisnet 2 b-day party yaya. Sounds like fun I would rather be with Joe. But i got to go so bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111670039233520957?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111670039233520957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111670039233520957' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111670039233520957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111670039233520957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/05/abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz.html' title='ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-111646454131516613</id><published>2005-05-18T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T18:02:21.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What would it be like to be a fish?</title><content type='html'>What would life fell like as a fish? There would be no school, no worrying about things that help me and other people. Is there like a fish world do like the baby fish go to fish school? Can a fish talk to another fish? What would it fell like to be eaten by a cat or another fish? So ya my mainds gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111646454131516613?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111646454131516613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111646454131516613' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111646454131516613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111646454131516613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-would-it-be-like-to-be-fish.html' title='What would it be like to be a fish?'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-111627389717394897</id><published>2005-05-16T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T13:04:57.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH is all I heared today from the teachers and my brain hurts because of it. I have science homework but I don't get it so I have to talk to the teacher tomarrow cuz i'm so lost on it. This is so random but what do u get when you take a mother duck and a father cow? Why do we us so much light when over 500 years ago there was no such thing as light on the earth? I know i'm talking crazy but I talk like this when i'm so happy. 8)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111627389717394897?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111627389717394897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111627389717394897' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111627389717394897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111627389717394897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/05/blah-blah-blah-blah-is-all-i-heared.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-111609172842241244</id><published>2005-05-14T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T10:28:48.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hi</title><content type='html'>Hi all today is Saturday but it fells more like a Monday I don't now why because if it was Monday I would have to be in school. I have a fild trip Wednesday I think yay... FILD TRIP!!!!!!!!!!!! Sounds like fun I miss all the hours I like oh well its only for a day. We only have like 24 days leaved of school yay summer. Summers all ways fun at my house its all ways like a party just about. My older brother graduates this year so thats cool. My b-days the first day of vaction. The joy of being 15 thats for sure. I finished IT. This Friday was fun and Olivla knows why. BUT Ya the power was out for an hour or so today. FUN FUN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111609172842241244?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111609172842241244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111609172842241244' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111609172842241244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111609172842241244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/05/hi.html' title='hi'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11365515.post-111556342919524934</id><published>2005-05-08T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T07:43:49.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BUGS</title><content type='html'>Lets see on Friday I woke up and went in to the bathroom and there was a bug that I have never seen in my life before it was weird looking any way so I throuh it in the sink and truned on the water to drowned it. Then when I was about to take a shower there was ants in the tub. After I got my brother to kill them I took a shower and came out and there was these bug that was on a towel it was weird it has 4 legs that it used and was all fuzzy. So seeing that I jumped on to the towlet and saw a yellow spider jumped to the floor and had my brother kill them. It was funny cuz I will kill any bugs but ones I have never seen. He couldn't figure out what it was though and it was long. So now I hate my bathroom cuz thats where they all where.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111556342919524934?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111556342919524934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111556342919524934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111556342919524934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111556342919524934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/05/bugs.html' title='BUGS'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-111490331918276733</id><published>2005-04-30T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T16:21:59.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHEWBACCA</title><content type='html'>If anyone drinks pepsi praducts there doing a Star Wars episode III and they tell you about about some of the charters. So far what I have seen is Chewbacca, and Darth Vader so if anyone see's different ones tell me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111490331918276733?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111490331918276733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111490331918276733' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111490331918276733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111490331918276733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/04/chewbacca.html' title='CHEWBACCA'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-111447883947892778</id><published>2005-04-25T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T18:27:19.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The day</title><content type='html'>Today was odd I found out my freind broke their arm and will be in the hospital for the night. That sucks big. Its not cool that this happen because fate plays bad rolls. Is it fate that he was suppos to fall down stares and hurt himself a lot no it wasn't. There is more then fate in the world we may not now about it yet but I can feel it lerking around me everyday. So is it fate that a locker gets stuck or is it more? Is it fate that someone gets hurt or is it more? Is it fate that we are alive every day? NO it's more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111447883947892778?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111447883947892778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111447883947892778' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111447883947892778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111447883947892778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/04/day.html' title='The day'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-111413242056531392</id><published>2005-04-21T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T18:13:40.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TICK TOCK there goes a clock...</title><content type='html'>My head is blank I don't now what to write about... Oh I got something. What is time? Why do we have it? All it's there for is to make you late. Like today after passing time if you whern't in your class you had to get a lunch detenten thing. Why can't we just leave time out of the world it just means a bed time, time to go to school/work, time for hoildays, and time to be late. Why is it called time why not something like tick tock. I made up this thing and it goes like this&lt;br /&gt;TICK TOCK THERE GOES A CLOCK. "How time flyes when haveing fun." What fun is there do I see fun. NO NO NO there is no more fun when there's time around. IS THERE?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111413242056531392?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111413242056531392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111413242056531392' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111413242056531392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111413242056531392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/04/tick-tock-there-goes-clock.html' title='TICK TOCK there goes a clock...'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11365515.post-111404997732955371</id><published>2005-04-20T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T19:19:37.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to write about?</title><content type='html'>I don't know what I should write about so I will let my hands do the talking. Ok lets see i'm reading "IT" by Steven King and I only have 244 more pages leaved then I can start another book, but any way "IT " is a good book I just got done reading this one part about this boy that Pennywise the clown, kills him by turning into this bug and it was weird. I love it how Pennywise leaves Bill, Ben, Beverly, Eddie, Richie, Stan, and Mike little letters in the book it's funny how because you just pitcher a clown with this big smile on it's face. I like Stan the man he reminds me a little like me, but then there's Richie he is the kid in the group that all ways has something to say that will make you'r side hurt for hours, there's Ben he knows how to build a lot of things, Eddie is the kid that evryone picks on, Mike is kool he relly brave, there's Bev how can hit anything with a slingsot, and last but never least Bill he leads the group to kill Pennywise because Pennywise killed his little brother Georgie. What I think is funny is adults can't see any thing that Pennywise does, so he will get the kids off garde. Well anyway don't base the book on what I write read the book it's only 1090 pages.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111404997732955371?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111404997732955371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111404997732955371' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111404997732955371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111404997732955371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-to-write-about.html' title='What to write about?'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-111343255791563417</id><published>2005-04-13T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T15:49:17.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just</title><content type='html'>I have been thinking why are we here on earth why not like a stare or something. If we did live some where like that we would all be stares and that's cool with me. The last couple of days have been great. I bugged 14 teachers with every one now the on solved question. I do admit when it comes from my head it must be stupid. I think i'm going to give the teachers a day of a brake. Its been fun cuz I got to bug teachers I didn't now. Any way today we had to walk in a strate line with glass on that made like 1/2 of the room go on one sid it was fun. I love the lunch table its fun if you love the lunch table put a comment hehe haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111343255791563417?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111343255791563417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111343255791563417' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111343255791563417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111343255791563417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/04/just.html' title='Just'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11365515.post-111309327757121740</id><published>2005-04-09T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T17:34:37.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blank</title><content type='html'>Blank that is the only thing thats going through my mind today it may be because i just got up like an hour ago. Yet it still fells as if my mind is all ways blank. I found out yestureday I was head of my math class with an A+. I don't now what the percent is because one of the kids walked up to the computer to see there grade and just told everyone what the they got I could care less but now that everyone found out they keep asking me for help. So if my mind is blank how in the world i'm I getting an A+. How knows who cares.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111309327757121740?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111309327757121740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111309327757121740' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111309327757121740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111309327757121740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/04/blank.html' title='Blank'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-111292472585426881</id><published>2005-04-07T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T18:45:25.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin</title><content type='html'>Ok like I came home and I didn't feel good so I didn't go baby sit. Around 4 my friends mom came over and she asked me what I was doing I told her that I came home and got sick. Then she told me news I didn't want to here my friends dog died today at the age of 49. I never thought I would see the day when this dog died. Her name was Pumpkin and she was a one eyed beagle and she was the bomb. She told me my friend wanted me to come to bury her at his grandparents house. I feel as though I wasn't there for him on the day he needed me I want to do is cry for my friend and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;R.I.P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pumpkin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111292472585426881?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111292472585426881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111292472585426881' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111292472585426881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111292472585426881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/04/pumpkin.html' title='Pumpkin'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-111282949653096333</id><published>2005-04-06T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T16:18:16.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IM TIRED</title><content type='html'>IM tired and I don't now why. Oh no IM tired so very tired it wont go away I want it to go away. It cant though it is like it comes back it will never be gone. It is crazy it wont leave it wont let me be. So yah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111282949653096333?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111282949653096333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111282949653096333' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111282949653096333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111282949653096333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-tired.html' title='IM TIRED'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-111247200870501260</id><published>2005-04-02T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T12:00:08.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I will never get it why is candy so good. Now matter what it can be could or hot and candy is good any of it. Yet how do they make candy with out eating it? I think if I worked in a factory with candy I would leave every day with packets filled with candy and when I get sick of eating I can sell it. But it would be fun to learn how they get the little candy in wrappers? That will all ways confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111247200870501260?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111247200870501260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111247200870501260' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111247200870501260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111247200870501260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/04/candy.html' title='Candy'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-111240411197464484</id><published>2005-04-01T16:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T17:08:31.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The long walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It fells as though I have been on this world forever. Yet I haven't I have only been here for a couple of years yet it fells like a life time. I know I have so much to live for like growing up and being a respectable citizen but is this why I'm hear on the earth or I'm I hear for something else? I don't under stand. But any way its been a long hard walk and I know it will get hard as I grow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111240411197464484?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111240411197464484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111240411197464484' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111240411197464484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111240411197464484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/04/long-walk_01.html' title='The long walk'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-111240410433488308</id><published>2005-04-01T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T17:08:24.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The long walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It fells as though I have been on this world forever. Yet I haven't I have only been here for a couple of years yet it fells like a life time. I know I have so much to live for like growing up and being a respectable citizen but is this why I'm hear on the earth or I'm I hear for something else? I don't under stand. But any way its been a long hard walk and I know it will get hard as I grow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111240410433488308?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111240410433488308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111240410433488308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111240410433488308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111240410433488308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/04/long-walk.html' title='The long walk'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-111238133213394585</id><published>2005-04-01T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T10:48:52.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peter Pan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;    Hey, if you are wondering why I'm writing about Peter Pan then you haven't watched Finding Neverland or read the book. If you have then you would know what I'm talking about. See I have never wanted to grow up but I have never been able to stop it. Every day I get older and it sucks I don't want to go to high school I didn't even want to go to school. But any way I saw Finding Neverland yesterday and it was the best it made me fell like I wasn't alone on the world because I look at thing different. J.M. Barrie is the bomb for writing Peter Pan. I think Johnny Depp did a great job in Finding Neverland. I wish I could go to NeverLand it would be so much fun. I read the book in like five days it was so good I didn't want to put it done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                 So If You Haven't Read Peter Pan Then You Should ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111238133213394585?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111238133213394585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111238133213394585' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111238133213394585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111238133213394585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/04/peter-pan.html' title='Peter Pan'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-111230563375147006</id><published>2005-03-31T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T13:47:13.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>So what is up with everyone on this beautiful Thursday? I just got back from Frankenmuth and I stayed for two nights doing just about nothing I learned that if you are so bored that you what to cry because you just stared day dreaming about anything. I kept day dreaming of being on the computer or just being in my own bed. As sad as that sounds I just like staying at home. I went with my friend, his mom, and his little sister it felled more like a job then a vacation I had to break up fights and make sure the little one didn't wander off. She did she ran off to a toy store. All she wanted to do was go to the pool and all my friend wanted to do was go play video games and I'm not saying video games a bad or nothing it just playing them for two days start. My friend and I talked his mom and sister to go into this mirror maze and we walked away so his mom and sister where trying to find a way out and we ended up finding it, so we went and got them and we where the only ones in a group of 20 that made it out everyone else gave up and called for HELP so that was fun and now there is only 3 days leaved of break. Oh about the dream it was everything I saw gross.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111230563375147006?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111230563375147006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111230563375147006' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111230563375147006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111230563375147006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/03/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-111210480233278978</id><published>2005-03-29T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T06:00:02.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The dream</title><content type='html'>I fell asleep around 12:57 and I woke up at 5:45 because of a dream I had about this guy about the age of 25 and a 4 year old little boy. The man ran to a ditch where the boy was and the boy put out his hand and all this rats started to show up and one bite the boy in the finger and the man grabbed him and pushed him out of the way. Then I woke up and it took me a minute to figure out where I was. I put my head down and fell back to sleep for a minute and there was a rat that leaped out and there was blood on its face then it smiled. So that was my creepy weird dream that I don't want ever again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111210480233278978?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111210480233278978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111210480233278978' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111210480233278978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111210480233278978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/03/dream.html' title='The dream'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-111206058829993926</id><published>2005-03-28T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T17:43:08.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Jug</title><content type='html'>I have spent all day painting this water jug and its 8:25 and I started at 12:30 but the good thing is it looks awesome there is all my words wroten on it like REDO, I Win, Does Green dye taste better then Pink dye? and all that good stuff. I had a friend come over Saturday and they sleeped over and I went to my Grandparents house and was bored out of my mind so that relly want well. Found out I'm the only one in the faimly that will graduate in 2009. So that made me happy. Going to out of town tomorrow with a friend and I still have to pack so maybe I should do that. Oh before I forget there is only 6 days leaved of break so us it well. AKA T.V, Read, Paint, Get granded for doing something stupid and I don't know what ever there is else to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAVE FUN &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;with a back words B&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/11365515-111206058829993926?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111206058829993926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111206058829993926' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111206058829993926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111206058829993926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/03/jug.html' title='The Jug'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-111187108281963349</id><published>2005-03-26T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T13:04:42.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Redo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;   Sence Wednesday I think I have said the word Redo about a milloine times and the truth is does anyone actly know what Redo means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;             &lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Redo means in my world to do somthing over agone or give it another try.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11365515-111187108281963349?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111187108281963349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111187108281963349' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111187108281963349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111187108281963349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/03/redo.html' title='Redo'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-111050247839132896</id><published>2005-03-10T19:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T16:54:38.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;The world is full of fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hey all this is like weird that I have one                                                                                                   these or that someone would let me have one which everone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So yah.&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/11365515-111050247839132896?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111050247839132896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111050247839132896' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111050247839132896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111050247839132896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/03/whatever_10.html' title='whatever'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312955404887271127</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-11365515.post-111050246373372589</id><published>2005-03-10T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T16:54:23.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;The world is full of fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hey all this is like weird that I have one                                                                                                   these or that someone would let me have one which everone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So yah.&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/11365515-111050246373372589?l=iliveinfear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/feeds/111050246373372589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11365515&amp;postID=111050246373372589' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111050246373372589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11365515/posts/default/111050246373372589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iliveinfear.blogspot.com/2005/03/whatever.html' 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