<?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-4395841483497462045</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:27:03.261-05:00</updated><category term='hobbies'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='highwasted'/><category term='poem'/><category term='story ideas'/><category term='chinchillas'/><category term='stools'/><category term='murdle'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='tag'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='help'/><category term='freedom'/><category term='decorating'/><category term='homework'/><category term='florals'/><category term='underappreciated'/><category term='an inspired young woman&apos;s daybook'/><category term='mystery'/><category term='chicago'/><category term='converse'/><category term='chihuahua'/><category term='football'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='daybook'/><category term='contest'/><category term='splatter'/><category term='birthday news'/><category term='soccer'/><category term='author of the week'/><category term='photography'/><category term='scared'/><category term='crush'/><category term='random'/><category term='cupcakes'/><category term='tournament'/><category term='soccer tournament'/><category term='thanks'/><category term='music'/><category term='denim'/><category term='doodling'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='wikipedia'/><category term='flirt'/><category term='NOTW'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='new years'/><category term='about me'/><category term='awards'/><category term='blogaversary'/><category term='modeling'/><category term='fail'/><category term='writing'/><category term='snow'/><category term='power of the pen'/><title type='text'>The Whatnot Melting Pot</title><subtitle type='html'>A 'melting pot' of all the aspects and interests of my life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>131</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-3913763488243972834</id><published>2012-02-13T20:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T20:04:22.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Nails!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jzNiEKKIXtU/Tzmy50Y_bZI/AAAAAAAAAU4/kGEt2OSNTy8/s1600/valentinespots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708790709054565778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jzNiEKKIXtU/Tzmy50Y_bZI/AAAAAAAAAU4/kGEt2OSNTy8/s320/valentinespots.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bobby pin dots, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-3913763488243972834?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/3913763488243972834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2012/02/valentines-nails.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/3913763488243972834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/3913763488243972834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2012/02/valentines-nails.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Nails!'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jzNiEKKIXtU/Tzmy50Y_bZI/AAAAAAAAAU4/kGEt2OSNTy8/s72-c/valentinespots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-8964210655799533078</id><published>2012-02-07T15:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T16:01:31.124-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NOTW'/><title type='text'>nail overhaul.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E6nnzdZ85rA/TzGQ2pzhssI/AAAAAAAAAUo/qmui6-UG7F0/s1600/zigzagsky2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706501471464436418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E6nnzdZ85rA/TzGQ2pzhssI/AAAAAAAAAUo/qmui6-UG7F0/s320/zigzagsky2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--hGEgV0cxDM/TzGQ2CmKhyI/AAAAAAAAAUc/LPRSq-zBnfo/s1600/zigzagsky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706501460939409186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--hGEgV0cxDM/TzGQ2CmKhyI/AAAAAAAAAUc/LPRSq-zBnfo/s320/zigzagsky.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3DA8jkS7H-w/TzGQ1wnwtMI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/YJzv2apO3vE/s1600/wickedwitch2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706501456114267330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3DA8jkS7H-w/TzGQ1wnwtMI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/YJzv2apO3vE/s320/wickedwitch2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bswo1w7xlm0/TzGQ1lZuJGI/AAAAAAAAAUE/aIxW2Mft_yk/s1600/wickedwitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706501453102589026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bswo1w7xlm0/TzGQ1lZuJGI/AAAAAAAAAUE/aIxW2Mft_yk/s320/wickedwitch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0_-qE2BgBZ8/TzGQ1cnQG4I/AAAAAAAAAT4/ll2-9N4D9Ik/s1600/rubyrednails.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706501450743421826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0_-qE2BgBZ8/TzGQ1cnQG4I/AAAAAAAAAT4/ll2-9N4D9Ik/s320/rubyrednails.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KlI0lAxthDs/TzGQnKoO7fI/AAAAAAAAATo/yXD6789ZkEU/s1600/purplestripes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706501205397532146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KlI0lAxthDs/TzGQnKoO7fI/AAAAAAAAATo/yXD6789ZkEU/s320/purplestripes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qpKrFJgW8tI/TzGQmwS_1YI/AAAAAAAAATg/l7QDPXGf8z8/s1600/orangecheetah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706501198329140610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qpKrFJgW8tI/TzGQmwS_1YI/AAAAAAAAATg/l7QDPXGf8z8/s320/orangecheetah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-8964210655799533078?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/8964210655799533078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2012/02/nail-overhaul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/8964210655799533078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/8964210655799533078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2012/02/nail-overhaul.html' title='nail overhaul.'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E6nnzdZ85rA/TzGQ2pzhssI/AAAAAAAAAUo/qmui6-UG7F0/s72-c/zigzagsky2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-8741380122373453752</id><published>2012-01-04T21:00:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:47:03.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NOTW: Silent Night</title><content type='html'>About two weeks ago, I decided to paint my nails navy blue for Christmas! I used French Kiss by Pure Ice. Then, in my lovely stocking, there was a ton of awesome nail polishes. One of them was an amazing holo-like glitter top coat: Space Queen by Essence Color &amp;amp; Go.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the blue before the top coat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hb0wE48oOnY/TwUMY1us1yI/AAAAAAAAATU/c0dtBMx2UPc/s1600/silentnight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693970924759209762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hb0wE48oOnY/TwUMY1us1yI/AAAAAAAAATU/c0dtBMx2UPc/s320/silentnight.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the blue with Space Queen. I couldn't get a good picture of the glitter, but it's SO GORGEOUS. The tiny glitter pieces shine pretty much every color when you move your fingers (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7GXouMxwkh0/TwUMTZji2BI/AAAAAAAAATI/ie6p0HBspeg/s1600/allwascalm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693970831296878610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7GXouMxwkh0/TwUMTZji2BI/AAAAAAAAATI/ie6p0HBspeg/s320/allwascalm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A slightly better picture of the glitter-- you can see the different colors:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ekybe3yvTrA/TwUMOa98JgI/AAAAAAAAAS8/KUCWwaR4H6E/s1600/holynight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693970745776678402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ekybe3yvTrA/TwUMOa98JgI/AAAAAAAAAS8/KUCWwaR4H6E/s320/holynight.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I painted my nails on New Year's Eve, too, so I'll post those soon (: They're from the Muppets collections xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-8741380122373453752?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/8741380122373453752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2012/01/notw-silent-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/8741380122373453752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/8741380122373453752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2012/01/notw-silent-night.html' title='NOTW: Silent Night'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hb0wE48oOnY/TwUMY1us1yI/AAAAAAAAATU/c0dtBMx2UPc/s72-c/silentnight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-3035414597625826764</id><published>2011-12-22T12:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T12:28:29.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wUAa2fL776M/TvNorNHJZwI/AAAAAAAAASw/CGsWwYHML28/s1600/horse.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 208px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689005845762369282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wUAa2fL776M/TvNorNHJZwI/AAAAAAAAASw/CGsWwYHML28/s320/horse.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-3035414597625826764?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/3035414597625826764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/3035414597625826764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/3035414597625826764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wUAa2fL776M/TvNorNHJZwI/AAAAAAAAASw/CGsWwYHML28/s72-c/horse.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-3369127232626950319</id><published>2011-12-14T17:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T18:11:18.768-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NOTW'/><title type='text'>NOTW: Red Snowfall</title><content type='html'>Well, since I ripped my glitter off, I had to repaint my nails with a new Christmas theme :D&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to my friend in Latin class about nails for like, half an hour, and we were talking about a ton of different techniques, and she suggested sponging. And in wishful-thinking toward a white Christmas for me, I wanted my nails to be snowy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KfM81YUlfGQ/TukqlKCoXII/AAAAAAAAASk/8_RK2sJKa7E/s1600/cleansnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686122822370876546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KfM81YUlfGQ/TukqlKCoXII/AAAAAAAAASk/8_RK2sJKa7E/s320/cleansnow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously love them. My right hand didn't turn out so well, but the left is perfect, ugh. I can't stop staring at them, as usual. They almost look like they're splatter-painted reeeeally tiny c:&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of them when I first painted them, before I cleaned up the edges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YWOfPWv1LnE/TukqhfRD5wI/AAAAAAAAASY/M8qz0Z8EV4s/s1600/messysnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686122759349069570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YWOfPWv1LnE/TukqhfRD5wI/AAAAAAAAASY/M8qz0Z8EV4s/s320/messysnow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bad at painting, haha. Here are all the supplies I used. I used NYC in Candy Apple Red as a base, and then used a sponge brush to dab on Sinful Colors in Snow Me White. I put a top coat on my right hand, but it blurred the "snowflakes" and made it look flat. It looks much better without-- sort of textured and defined. I kept my left hand as-is, and it's much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MJR2lrfh-QY/TuknQS60L3I/AAAAAAAAASM/t7RMlYjGvh0/s1600/stooff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686119165441879922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MJR2lrfh-QY/TuknQS60L3I/AAAAAAAAASM/t7RMlYjGvh0/s320/stooff.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. I love this manicure, and I can totally do loads more with this sponging technique (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now if it would only snow outside... (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-3369127232626950319?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/3369127232626950319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/12/notw-red-snowfall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/3369127232626950319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/3369127232626950319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/12/notw-red-snowfall.html' title='NOTW: Red Snowfall'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KfM81YUlfGQ/TukqlKCoXII/AAAAAAAAASk/8_RK2sJKa7E/s72-c/cleansnow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-3297517197911785191</id><published>2011-12-10T13:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T20:24:31.444-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NOTW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>NOTW: Christmas Glitter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_T-oNdS8EYg/TuVV1YNqTWI/AAAAAAAAASA/LTY2s3IME-c/s1600/glitternails.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685044480146296162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_T-oNdS8EYg/TuVV1YNqTWI/AAAAAAAAASA/LTY2s3IME-c/s320/glitternails.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I needed to do something Christmas-y to my nails last week, and I thought it would be cool to cover them in glitter (: I thought every nail might have been a little overboard, so I painted my nails shiny-white with Pure Ice's Platinum, then put down a thick clear coat on my ring finger and dumped on some red craft-store glitter! I mixed in a little bit of clear and silver glitter, too, then painted another clear coat on top.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, in math class on Friday I accidentally ripped off pretty much the whole nail of glitter on one hand :p So, the glitter nails are no more, but that just gives me an opportunity to paint them again for the holidays!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I just ordered ELEVEN new Essence Color &amp;amp; Go mini polishes from Ulta.com, so I'll have a ton of new nail colors in my stocking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I paint them now? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-3297517197911785191?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/3297517197911785191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/12/notw-christmas-glitter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/3297517197911785191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/3297517197911785191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/12/notw-christmas-glitter.html' title='NOTW: Christmas Glitter.'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_T-oNdS8EYg/TuVV1YNqTWI/AAAAAAAAASA/LTY2s3IME-c/s72-c/glitternails.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-2203349999609088135</id><published>2011-12-01T21:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T21:12:42.208-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>I am winter.</title><content type='html'>I just found a story thing I wrote in February about winter that I totally forgot about.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing as it SNOWED last night for the first time this year, I thought it was appropriate (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I step out into the glittering unknown. I pull my trapped hat down over my ears and rub my pink cheeks. I am in awe. Even in the treachery and danger that an ice storm, beauty is everywhere. The trees glisten and sway, the sound of their crackling branches resonating for eternities. The ground is sparkling, and each blade of grass is individually coated in a thick ice-shell, encased in the safety of its glass covering, cut off from the outside world. I run my freezing fingers over the smooth, cold wall lining the path. As I tip-toe through this forest, the eerie coolness and prickling air fill me. I become winter. I carry snow with me, and every step, new, fresh ice forms where my boot once treaded.&lt;br /&gt;Though I leave trails of beauty, the frozen death I bring is noticed. Leaves no longer dance from the tall tree limbs; birds no longer sing songs of joy. The leaves now crunch under my feet, the birds only singing of sorrow. Their somber calls rarely pierce the silence, however. Only the echoes of love lost punctuate the fierce, chilling winds. I am winter. And I am not welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That last part is only partly true, because I kind of love winter. Not the cold, but the pretty snow, hot chocolate, cookies, fires, not to mention Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;Alas, I now need to study for exams. I think I might be dead by the time winter break rolls around. Stay cool, kiddos. That shouldn't be a problem (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-2203349999609088135?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/2203349999609088135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-am-winter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2203349999609088135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2203349999609088135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-am-winter.html' title='I am winter.'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-4568141624898648200</id><published>2011-11-23T22:51:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T23:39:26.251-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='splatter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NOTW'/><title type='text'>NOTW: Midnight Splatter Nails!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I haven't made a legitimate post in a reeeally long time! Lately, I've been OBSESSED with nail polish blogs and with painting my own nails (: So I think I'm going to start doing NOTWs-- Nails of the Week posts. I'll probably keep most nail polishes on for more than a week, but whatever. I'm really excited. I've always loved painting my nails, and now I've been inspired to share them with you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week, I tried out splatter painting my nails. They look SO cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678416869469672898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dwusc84xaXQ/Ts3KDqdTVcI/AAAAAAAAAR0/htjXB6GVd5o/s320/splatterrighthand.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really love how they turned out, and they were surprisingly easy to do. I used Sally Hanson Hard As Nails in Black Out for the base, then Sinful Colors in Snow Me White, Wet N' Wild in Buffy the Violet Slayer, and Charlotte Russe Two-in-One in Sky Blue for the splatter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VrE78302EiQ/Ts2_qPIwrQI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Nli1p4A6OK0/s1600/splatterworkspace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678405437522750722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VrE78302EiQ/Ts2_qPIwrQI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Nli1p4A6OK0/s320/splatterworkspace.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's all the equipment I used: you just need a few colors, tape, straws, and newspaper (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678411676295908162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZNDgqfk8osg/Ts3FVYYMS0I/AAAAAAAAARo/utAnFx3NUm4/s320/mysplatternails%2521.jpg" /&gt;Here are my nails right after I took the tape off XD Still pretty messy, but much better than they would have been without it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think I'm going to have to try out about a million more color combinations for this nail design, especially after I get more polish stocking-stuffers for Christmas! It's so cool; I can't stop staring at my fingers (; And it only took about half an hour, which is pretty reasonable for something this spectacular. I painted them Sunday evening, and three days later they're only barely starting to chip. Plus, I can fix some of the bigger chips by just painting little dots of the splatter colors over it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here's the full tutorial from The PolishAholic: &lt;a href="http://www.thepolishaholic.com/2011/06/neon-splatter-mani-tutorial.html"&gt;http://www.thepolishaholic.com/2011/06/neon-splatter-mani-tutorial.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Check it out! She's probably my favorite nail polish blogger (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-4568141624898648200?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/4568141624898648200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/11/notw-midnight-splatter-nails.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/4568141624898648200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/4568141624898648200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/11/notw-midnight-splatter-nails.html' title='NOTW: Midnight Splatter Nails!'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dwusc84xaXQ/Ts3KDqdTVcI/AAAAAAAAAR0/htjXB6GVd5o/s72-c/splatterrighthand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-2089336198261804358</id><published>2011-11-22T14:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T14:51:49.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dinosaur sandwiches! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TdF5EwKtdFU/Tsv9QuSOreI/AAAAAAAAARE/pQnh4A9Oo8k/s1600/dino%2Bsammies%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677910218974866914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TdF5EwKtdFU/Tsv9QuSOreI/AAAAAAAAARE/pQnh4A9Oo8k/s320/dino%2Bsammies%2521.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNpUdSrZ1I/AAAAAAAAACw/fh5lNUNHz9o/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-2089336198261804358?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/2089336198261804358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/11/dinosaur-sandwiches-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2089336198261804358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2089336198261804358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/11/dinosaur-sandwiches-d.html' title='dinosaur sandwiches! :D'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TdF5EwKtdFU/Tsv9QuSOreI/AAAAAAAAARE/pQnh4A9Oo8k/s72-c/dino%2Bsammies%2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-8926627806335718557</id><published>2011-11-20T17:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T17:55:47.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>splatter nails!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9A7zguogXR8/TsmFZo-gIlI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/BGi3s0WMEtI/s1600/mysplatternails%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675326178022887554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XsSDilm_Bak/TsLPFvmHkII/AAAAAAAAAPw/osLegj69HfM/s320/corpsebride1.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNpUdSrZ1I/AAAAAAAAACw/fh5lNUNHz9o/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-2235991018638592179?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/2235991018638592179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/11/corpse-bride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2235991018638592179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2235991018638592179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/11/corpse-bride.html' title='Corpse Bride'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XsSDilm_Bak/TsLPFvmHkII/AAAAAAAAAPw/osLegj69HfM/s72-c/corpsebride1.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-61334030088896669</id><published>2011-11-07T21:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T21:26:16.627-05:00</updated><title type='text'>converse constallation tanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-on--ZD4Xjcg/TriTOdYXrEI/AAAAAAAAAPk/CkAuxeKUrYw/s1600/constellationtank2.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672445607287434306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-on--ZD4Xjcg/TriTOdYXrEI/AAAAAAAAAPk/CkAuxeKUrYw/s320/constellationtank2.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uoprGkUx7qQ/TriTJtIgy9I/AAAAAAAAAPY/8GqRItEpykg/s1600/constellationtank.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 191px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672445525616544722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uoprGkUx7qQ/TriTJtIgy9I/AAAAAAAAAPY/8GqRItEpykg/s320/constellationtank.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNpUdSrZ1I/AAAAAAAAACw/fh5lNUNHz9o/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-61334030088896669?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/61334030088896669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/11/converse-constallation-tanks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/61334030088896669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/61334030088896669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/11/converse-constallation-tanks.html' title='converse constallation tanks'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-on--ZD4Xjcg/TriTOdYXrEI/AAAAAAAAAPk/CkAuxeKUrYw/s72-c/constellationtank2.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-5984917485191957694</id><published>2011-10-30T17:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T17:40:35.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>kill me, carolyne</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YZ0HHd_4lgU/Tq3ERrcKVXI/AAAAAAAAAPM/dbvlKqNRLdY/s1600/killmecarolyne.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669403313926985074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YZ0HHd_4lgU/Tq3ERrcKVXI/AAAAAAAAAPM/dbvlKqNRLdY/s320/killmecarolyne.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-5984917485191957694?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/5984917485191957694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/10/kill-me-carolyne_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/5984917485191957694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/5984917485191957694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/10/kill-me-carolyne_30.html' title='kill me, carolyne'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YZ0HHd_4lgU/Tq3ERrcKVXI/AAAAAAAAAPM/dbvlKqNRLdY/s72-c/killmecarolyne.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-1998693264692969481</id><published>2011-10-29T13:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T13:18:46.022-04:00</updated><title type='text'>kill me, carolyne</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CEtoBQt2xVw/Tqw1aXUw4dI/AAAAAAAAAPA/hsZOS3aLUtM/s1600/killmecarolyne1.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668964758006587858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CEtoBQt2xVw/Tqw1aXUw4dI/AAAAAAAAAPA/hsZOS3aLUtM/s320/killmecarolyne1.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNpUdSrZ1I/AAAAAAAAACw/fh5lNUNHz9o/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-1998693264692969481?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/1998693264692969481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/10/kill-me-carolyne.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/1998693264692969481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/1998693264692969481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/10/kill-me-carolyne.html' title='kill me, carolyne'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CEtoBQt2xVw/Tqw1aXUw4dI/AAAAAAAAAPA/hsZOS3aLUtM/s72-c/killmecarolyne1.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-6271567559340067848</id><published>2011-08-23T21:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T21:50:34.474-04:00</updated><title type='text'>something i drew.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2QUR46vEMJw/TlRYvNezGQI/AAAAAAAAAO4/gkeT1rFeiLU/s1600/mymindset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644233801098008834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2QUR46vEMJw/TlRYvNezGQI/AAAAAAAAAO4/gkeT1rFeiLU/s320/mymindset.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;check out this fantaaaabulous set i drew for polyvore. i love it so fahreaking much :o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNpUdSrZ1I/AAAAAAAAACw/fh5lNUNHz9o/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-6271567559340067848?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/6271567559340067848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/08/something-i-drew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/6271567559340067848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/6271567559340067848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/08/something-i-drew.html' title='something i drew.'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2QUR46vEMJw/TlRYvNezGQI/AAAAAAAAAO4/gkeT1rFeiLU/s72-c/mymindset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-8250941117001155842</id><published>2011-08-06T21:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T21:54:05.457-04:00</updated><title type='text'>mah nails</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wBjkXfCajjk/Tj3v7eD8YPI/AAAAAAAAAOw/aPpRBQRTHow/s1600/hpnails2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637926113498652914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wBjkXfCajjk/Tj3v7eD8YPI/AAAAAAAAAOw/aPpRBQRTHow/s320/hpnails2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lt5qqQ66xhY/Tj3vuFAzedI/AAAAAAAAAOo/0M-apzCSreM/s1600/hpnails.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637925883436300754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lt5qqQ66xhY/Tj3vuFAzedI/AAAAAAAAAOo/0M-apzCSreM/s320/hpnails.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNpUdSrZ1I/AAAAAAAAACw/fh5lNUNHz9o/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-8250941117001155842?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/8250941117001155842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/08/mah-nails.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/8250941117001155842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/8250941117001155842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/08/mah-nails.html' title='mah nails'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wBjkXfCajjk/Tj3v7eD8YPI/AAAAAAAAAOw/aPpRBQRTHow/s72-c/hpnails2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-3219194537247215693</id><published>2011-08-03T14:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T17:38:05.659-04:00</updated><title type='text'>oh me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1feO-gvXDeI/Tjm-XYGVA-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/ZeKpZEtMeVI/s1600/hurrcut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636745717446149090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1feO-gvXDeI/Tjm-XYGVA-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/ZeKpZEtMeVI/s320/hurrcut.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNpUdSrZ1I/AAAAAAAAACw/fh5lNUNHz9o/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-3219194537247215693?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/3219194537247215693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/08/oh-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/3219194537247215693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/3219194537247215693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/08/oh-me.html' title='oh me.'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1feO-gvXDeI/Tjm-XYGVA-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/ZeKpZEtMeVI/s72-c/hurrcut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-4925943505868847188</id><published>2011-07-25T14:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T14:04:59.584-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hoIUKnKa1W4/Ti2wPypMIkI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Ni1Y3ipfHjw/s1600/afoodproduct.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633352494249419330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hoIUKnKa1W4/Ti2wPypMIkI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Ni1Y3ipfHjw/s320/afoodproduct.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNpUdSrZ1I/AAAAAAAAACw/fh5lNUNHz9o/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-4925943505868847188?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/4925943505868847188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/4925943505868847188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/4925943505868847188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hoIUKnKa1W4/Ti2wPypMIkI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Ni1Y3ipfHjw/s72-c/afoodproduct.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-7437421696286543252</id><published>2011-07-22T21:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T21:17:26.235-04:00</updated><title type='text'>learn to fly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KU5Q9hkzmvY/TiohGy5P9sI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/6PWB3qQy-PE/s1600/learntofly.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632350684605052610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KU5Q9hkzmvY/TiohGy5P9sI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/6PWB3qQy-PE/s320/learntofly.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNpUdSrZ1I/AAAAAAAAACw/fh5lNUNHz9o/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-7437421696286543252?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/7437421696286543252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/07/learn-to-fly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/7437421696286543252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/7437421696286543252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/07/learn-to-fly.html' title='learn to fly.'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KU5Q9hkzmvY/TiohGy5P9sI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/6PWB3qQy-PE/s72-c/learntofly.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-965636095131454415</id><published>2011-07-20T17:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T17:41:01.271-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a set, yo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lDCfBgFKrzg/TidLVFrRlPI/AAAAAAAAAOI/-OnYwje6oEU/s1600/adieyoungset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631552684723115250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lDCfBgFKrzg/TidLVFrRlPI/AAAAAAAAAOI/-OnYwje6oEU/s320/adieyoungset.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNpUdSrZ1I/AAAAAAAAACw/fh5lNUNHz9o/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-965636095131454415?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/965636095131454415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/07/set-yo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/965636095131454415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/965636095131454415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/07/set-yo.html' title='a set, yo.'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lDCfBgFKrzg/TidLVFrRlPI/AAAAAAAAAOI/-OnYwje6oEU/s72-c/adieyoungset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-4783859953541420924</id><published>2011-07-17T19:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T19:12:07.341-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LkhR8jAdzBM/TiNsQYf4aEI/AAAAAAAAAOA/H66Yzcqi2gk/s1600/xenophile..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630462987853129794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LkhR8jAdzBM/TiNsQYf4aEI/AAAAAAAAAOA/H66Yzcqi2gk/s320/xenophile..jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNpUdSrZ1I/AAAAAAAAACw/fh5lNUNHz9o/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-4783859953541420924?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/4783859953541420924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/4783859953541420924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/4783859953541420924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LkhR8jAdzBM/TiNsQYf4aEI/AAAAAAAAAOA/H66Yzcqi2gk/s72-c/xenophile..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-8270943182783133778</id><published>2011-07-15T16:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T16:22:34.431-04:00</updated><title type='text'>this kid.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ux39n_Xu0I/TiChQa9lKdI/AAAAAAAAAN4/JyPJmlQkoA0/s1600/docsandmelons3.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629676837700708818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ux39n_Xu0I/TiChQa9lKdI/AAAAAAAAAN4/JyPJmlQkoA0/s320/docsandmelons3.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNpUdSrZ1I/AAAAAAAAACw/fh5lNUNHz9o/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-8270943182783133778?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/8270943182783133778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-kid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/8270943182783133778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/8270943182783133778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-kid.html' title='this kid.'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ux39n_Xu0I/TiChQa9lKdI/AAAAAAAAAN4/JyPJmlQkoA0/s72-c/docsandmelons3.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-8039383093355213011</id><published>2011-03-27T20:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T21:02:57.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'>some of my artwork XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_KmW1tJxtcY/TY_eCZhfHgI/AAAAAAAAANI/_5KOr3wC0aM/s1600/110327-205251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588929795382517250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_KmW1tJxtcY/TY_eCZhfHgI/AAAAAAAAANI/_5KOr3wC0aM/s320/110327-205251.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nGddFfrqe7k/TY_d76GrsqI/AAAAAAAAANA/CpDR4E3s1hA/s1600/110327-205217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588929683869381282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nGddFfrqe7k/TY_d76GrsqI/AAAAAAAAANA/CpDR4E3s1hA/s320/110327-205217.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sracKC4u2Z8/TY_dwJb2qDI/AAAAAAAAAM4/2uTnrRLWRq0/s1600/110327-205239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588929481826281522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sracKC4u2Z8/TY_dwJb2qDI/AAAAAAAAAM4/2uTnrRLWRq0/s320/110327-205239.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?id=1398117"&gt;http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?id=1398117&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-8039383093355213011?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/8039383093355213011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/03/some-of-my-artwork-xd.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/8039383093355213011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/8039383093355213011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/03/some-of-my-artwork-xd.html' title='some of my artwork XD'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_KmW1tJxtcY/TY_eCZhfHgI/AAAAAAAAANI/_5KOr3wC0aM/s72-c/110327-205251.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-509313770669654116</id><published>2011-03-23T18:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T18:26:34.014-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Polyvore Set I Drew.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?id=1398117"&gt;http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?id=1398117&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jOiZF87nPCE/TYpzaKlg3nI/AAAAAAAAAMw/shb02CvRLlo/s1600/110323-182020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587405181062012530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jOiZF87nPCE/TYpzaKlg3nI/AAAAAAAAAMw/shb02CvRLlo/s320/110323-182020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNpUdSrZ1I/AAAAAAAAACw/fh5lNUNHz9o/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-509313770669654116?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/509313770669654116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/03/polyvore-set-i-drew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/509313770669654116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/509313770669654116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/03/polyvore-set-i-drew.html' title='A Polyvore Set I Drew.'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jOiZF87nPCE/TYpzaKlg3nI/AAAAAAAAAMw/shb02CvRLlo/s72-c/110323-182020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-7872761077619821165</id><published>2011-02-09T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T16:40:39.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>for a polyvore battle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/TVMJxR7rXAI/AAAAAAAAAMo/A_cDnLpNuqg/s1600/the%2Bbig%2Bthree-forths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571807906219383810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/TVMJxR7rXAI/AAAAAAAAAMo/A_cDnLpNuqg/s320/the%2Bbig%2Bthree-forths.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNpUdSrZ1I/AAAAAAAAACw/fh5lNUNHz9o/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-7872761077619821165?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/7872761077619821165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/02/for-polyvore-battle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/7872761077619821165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/7872761077619821165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/02/for-polyvore-battle.html' title='for a polyvore battle.'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/TVMJxR7rXAI/AAAAAAAAAMo/A_cDnLpNuqg/s72-c/the%2Bbig%2Bthree-forths.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-7983617957589373186</id><published>2011-01-23T17:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T17:04:30.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/TTylnZ3RMGI/AAAAAAAAAMc/XtT5VuKWfmQ/s1600/the%2Bking%2527s%2Bspeech.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565505335899271266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/TTylnZ3RMGI/AAAAAAAAAMc/XtT5VuKWfmQ/s320/the%2Bking%2527s%2Bspeech.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was inspired by the movie The King's Speech. I made it using the Polyvore Editor :D&lt;br /&gt;Check out my polyvore: &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?id=1398117"&gt;http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?id=1398117&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNpUdSrZ1I/AAAAAAAAACw/fh5lNUNHz9o/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-7983617957589373186?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/7983617957589373186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-was-inspired-by-movie-kings-speech.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/7983617957589373186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/7983617957589373186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-was-inspired-by-movie-kings-speech.html' title=''/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/TTylnZ3RMGI/AAAAAAAAAMc/XtT5VuKWfmQ/s72-c/the%2Bking%2527s%2Bspeech.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-2366205519885123465</id><published>2011-01-04T18:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T18:23:32.754-05:00</updated><title type='text'>California, here we come.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/42311910@N05/3904578381/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3044/3904578381_6bf9a81dcf_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/42311910@N05/3904578381/"&gt;California, here we come&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/42311910@N05/"&gt;createsinglaugh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Heeey, guys.&lt;br /&gt;Just popping in to upload a photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel terrible for abandoning my blog, but my heart just wasn't in it anymore. I felt like I had nothing to say, and the format just didn't work for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever want to contact me, you can say something on my formspring:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.formspring.me/galaxywishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or check out my polyvore:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?id=1398117&lt;br /&gt;If you don't have a polyvore, I would totally recommend getting one. It's so fun and addicting! And even if you don't have one, I'd still love it of you rooted around my profile and looked at my sets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye darling,&lt;br /&gt;Breanne :D&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-2366205519885123465?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/2366205519885123465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/01/california-here-we-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2366205519885123465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2366205519885123465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2011/01/california-here-we-come.html' title='California, here we come.'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3044/3904578381_6bf9a81dcf_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-2943253923910422967</id><published>2010-10-15T16:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T16:43:53.974-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Oh my God, oh my God, you guys (:</title><content type='html'>Hellooo (:&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't been on since my blogaversay :( I've been busy with all my new and challenging eighth grade homework.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. So, I'm going to visit my cousins up North this weekend, and I have a 'friend in town,' if you catch my drift, so it's gonna be difficult :P But it's ok, because we're going shopping! Huzzahh (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting good at football in gym! I finally figured out the scoring system, have pulled lots of flags, and I've been scoring first downs almost every game! :DDDD Ahhhh (: Someone on my team said I was the best player on our team (: And everyone playing in the other game cheers for me when I'm running the whole field for a first down.&lt;br /&gt;Meghan was right, everyone likes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read Twisted by Laurie Halse Anderson, and IT WAS SO GOOD. I mean, it's from a teenage guy's point of view, so there were some... strange parts. But I literally could not put it down! My grade has to read two hours a week for part of our Literature grade, and so far this week I've read almost four hours (: And I still have all weekend. Anyway, I totally recommend this book if you can handle mature situations. I'm so depressed that I finished it ):&lt;br /&gt;Now I HAVE to go buy the Hunger Games sequel, Catching Fire. I finished the Hunger Games a few weeks ago, but my teacher's library didn't have Catching Fire and I haven't gone to the bookstore in forever. I need to go asap, and possibly buy my own copy of Twisted. Possibly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's all for today. If you have a Polyvore and care enough to get a semi-daily update, add me here: &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?id=1398117"&gt;http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?id=1398117&lt;/a&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENTER MY CONTEST :D&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably extend the deadline, but enter soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-2943253923910422967?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/2943253923910422967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/10/hellooo-sorry-i-havent-been-on-since-my.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2943253923910422967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2943253923910422967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/10/hellooo-sorry-i-havent-been-on-since-my.html' title='Oh my God, oh my God, you guys (:'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-8850305140864745660</id><published>2010-09-24T20:38:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T23:22:13.630-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogaversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>My 1st BLOGAVERSARY!!! and contest at the bottom (:</title><content type='html'>I'M A HORRIBLE BLOGGER! I missed by blogaversary by days! Granted, I was super busy, but that's no excuse for the truth: I forgot. I'm so so so so sorry, but I hope we can continue the festivities as planned (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this was my first post ever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/09/fashion-review-of-day.html"&gt;http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/09/fashion-review-of-day.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so not proud of that. Haha I was such a weird 12-year-old! And some of those shirts are hideous, in my humblr opinion. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started this blog because I saw an article on my Yahoo homepage one year ago about that 13 year old style blogger, Tavi Gevinsen. I thought her blog was so cool, and I wanted to be just like her, so I set my little world: The Whatnot Melting Pot.&lt;br /&gt;One year, an unsuccessful food blog, and numerous wrong layouts later, the Whatnot Melting Pot now has almost nothing to do with fashion, but is pretty much all about me. I've come &lt;em&gt;this close &lt;/em&gt;to quitting more than once, but I'm really glad I didn't. I just wish I posted more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In honor of my Blogaversay, I'm going to tell you a fact about me for every post I've made (: That's.... 103 little tidbits/anecdotes/quirks about yours truly :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha this is going to take forever.&lt;br /&gt;Here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I've always wanted to dye my hair red.&lt;br /&gt;2. I love alternative and indie bands like Neon Trees, The Script, A Rocket to the Moon, and The Ting Tings.&lt;br /&gt;3. I can run a mile in eight minutes and thirty seconds.&lt;br /&gt;4. I LOVE shoes, so much.&lt;br /&gt;5. I keep a giant box of Nerds candy on my desk at all times in case of emergency.&lt;br /&gt;6. I eat at least three Hershey's kisses every day (:&lt;br /&gt;7. I have played soccer averagely for almost ten years (wow!)&lt;br /&gt;8. On a Friday night, you'll most likely find me sitting on my bed, hunched over my laptop, obsessively checking the Polyvore homepage every five minutes (seconds).&lt;br /&gt;9. I have major antisocial tendencies, and new people intimidate me.&lt;br /&gt;10. I'm SO self-conscious.&lt;br /&gt;11. The fanciest restaurant I've ever been to was an outdoor corner bistro in Paris that reeked of cigarette smoke and cost twenty-five dollars for dry pasta and a table for two, seating four, behind another table (coincidentally occupied by two chain-smoking twenty-somethings laughing and canoodling for half an hour).&lt;br /&gt;12. I have seen waterfalls in a total of three countries, none of which, I believe, are America (Croatia, England, and Ireland).&lt;br /&gt;13. I'm deathly afraid of large bugs, scary movies, clowns, and my cousin's mom.&lt;br /&gt;14. Italian, Chinese, and Mexican foods are the greatest things ever.&lt;br /&gt;15. I am involved in a love quadrilateral :3 unbeknownst to two of the points, of course (hahahaa!).&lt;br /&gt;16. I currently have all A+s, except for one A- in Science :\&lt;br /&gt;17. This one kid in my class is constantly trying to be better than me at something, but so far the only this he has succeeded at was with one grid puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;18. I absolutely love Light &amp;amp; Fit strawberry yogurt (or any strawberry yogurt!). I add my own chocolate chips, though (:&lt;br /&gt;19. I am the proud owner of a light-up light saber wand that I got at the amusement park.&lt;br /&gt;20. I've been on every roller coaster at said amusement park, except for two.&lt;br /&gt;21. I have only ever met one celebrity- Josh Hutcherson.&lt;br /&gt;22. I recently wrote a poem about chips 'n' salsa :D&lt;br /&gt;23. Math confuses me, but I get it every time in the end.&lt;br /&gt;24. I collect rings, and own more than I'd be willing to count (I wear one almost every day :).&lt;br /&gt;25. I get jealous really easily O.o&lt;br /&gt;26. I hugged a vegetarian for charity today, and I also bought cookies for the cure at lunch.&lt;br /&gt;27. My soccer ball's name is Viktor (he's German!).&lt;br /&gt;28. My bangs are the worst part of soccer, besides the running.&lt;br /&gt;29. I'm reading the Hunger Games, per my friends' recommendations, and so far I have not been disappointed (:&lt;br /&gt;30. Degrassi, America's Next Top Model, Criminal Minds, and Pretty Little Liars are my favorite shows at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;31. I'm a Catholic, and believe in God wholeheartedly.&lt;br /&gt;32. I keep a journal.&lt;br /&gt;33. Once, when I was a 1 or 2, I dumped a whole bowl of Cheerios on my bald little head.&lt;br /&gt;34. I love animals that are land and water, like otters, seals, penguins, and polar bears.&lt;br /&gt;35. The weirdest CD I own is a two-track Indian spiritual melody.&lt;br /&gt;36. I only had my first Twinkie last Friday on our way back from a field trip. Some kid didn't want it, so four of us Twinkie virgins passed it around between us. I didn't love it.&lt;br /&gt;37. I LOVE writing (:&lt;br /&gt;38. I don't really like playing with dolls, put I love picking out their outfits and designing their rooms haha&lt;br /&gt;39. I'm a big nerd.&lt;br /&gt;40. I have read all seven Harry Potter books, and have seen all six movies (soon to be eight!).&lt;br /&gt;41. I got glasses in first grade, but now I have contacts that never leave my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;42. If inspiration strikes me while I'm falling asleep, I'll jump out of bed and write it down (last night I wrote a whole poem at 11:15pm when I was supposed to be sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;43. I broke my right arm in first grade, and the picture day guy made me try to hide my cast behind my back. So in my picture there's just a little edge of a purple cast poking out from behind me.&lt;br /&gt;44. I only own two trophies, one's my sister's, and the other is for candy league soccer.&lt;br /&gt;45. "Hey There, Delilah" was the first song I ever memorized all the words to.&lt;br /&gt;46. I have a very advanced vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;47. The most annoying thing ever is when there's a fly in a room and it keeps buzzing around. I hate that SO much!&lt;br /&gt;48. I LOVE the Sorority Life game on Facebook. I have over 300 million dollars (:&lt;br /&gt;49. I didn't have a thirteenth birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;50. I really like toast (:&lt;br /&gt;51. I eat Special K chocolatey drizzle bars before every soccer practice.&lt;br /&gt;52. I like to dip pretzel sticks in light balsamic vinaigrette (: Mmmm, I'm so weird.&lt;br /&gt;53. I have a 6 year old chihuahua named Sandy (:&lt;br /&gt;54. I really like the words 'sizzle,' 'free,' and 'festive.'&lt;br /&gt;55. I REALLY like free-verse poetry.&lt;br /&gt;56. I have framed butterflies in my room, for some reason. My favorite is the blue bottle.&lt;br /&gt;57. My favorite shape is a triangle.&lt;br /&gt;58. I couldn't live without ponytail holders. If I'm not using one, it's around my wrist 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;59. "I hate to break it to you, baby, but I'm not drowning."&lt;br /&gt;60. I usually get things done quickly, but I do procrastinate a lot.&lt;br /&gt;61. I love coloring, especially with crayons.&lt;br /&gt;62. My sister and I spend hours cutting up magazines to be collaged later.&lt;br /&gt;63. I got my first cell phone when I was 11, and have only had one more since.&lt;br /&gt;64. If my brown hair isn't straightened, I refuse to wear it down.&lt;br /&gt;65. The only floor length mirror in my room distorts you to make you skinnier. It gets annoying, but can also be really nice (:&lt;br /&gt;66. I lahhhhhve Chicken Parmesan and steak.&lt;br /&gt;67. My favorite fruit is a strawberry, but soft kiwi is a close second.&lt;br /&gt;68. My favorite kind of cake is red velvet, but I like most kinds.&lt;br /&gt;69. I've been to two concerts total: Pink ft. The Ting Tings, and Kings of Leon ft. The Whigs and The Black Keys.&lt;br /&gt;70. My three favorite tee shirts are a green Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles tee, a black The Whigs concert tee with a lion on it, and my sister's old royal blue Hollister shirt.&lt;br /&gt;71. I only subscribe to two magazines, American Girl (which I'll probably cancel) and GL.&lt;br /&gt;72. I think Selena Gomez is really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;73. I've seen every Twilight movie, read 21 pages of the first book, and have disliked all of it.&lt;br /&gt;74. My eyes change from green to blue, but are usually green and I prefer it that way.&lt;br /&gt;75. I bought a fortune cookie kit once and have yet to try out the recipes.&lt;br /&gt;76. I have two bulletin boards filled with things that are important to me, like pictures of my family, tickets from super cool places/events, and postcards from places I love.&lt;br /&gt;77. I have eighteen cousins on my mom's side, and one on my dad's.&lt;br /&gt;78. My snuggie has clouds on it, and even has pockets (OMG, witchcraft!).&lt;br /&gt;79. My room has two calendars, one of beautiful islands, and one of penguins.&lt;br /&gt;80. Most of my furniture is from Pottery Barn.&lt;br /&gt;81. My mom makes the BEST fried chicken in the world.&lt;br /&gt;82. I couldn't get through a day of being a vegetarian.&lt;br /&gt;83. Bagel and egg sandwiches are the best breakfast EVAH.&lt;br /&gt;84. My favorite number is 5.&lt;br /&gt;85. I really like grey t-shirts, but my other favorites are a light orange one from the best ice cream parlor is South Carolina, The Yum Yum Shop, a light blue one from Power of the Pen State last year, and my self-splatter-painted black tee from PoP also.&lt;br /&gt;86. I really like video games, but I suck &lt;strong&gt;really badly&lt;/strong&gt; at them. I really like to watch (:&lt;br /&gt;87. I want to learn how to play my acoustic guitar one day, and I hope my roommate in college is awesome and knows how.&lt;br /&gt;88. I write songs sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;89. I don't play any instruments except my vocal chords, and even that isn't too great.&lt;br /&gt;90. I can't dance, but I can hop up and down and wave my arms around.&lt;br /&gt;91. My room is in desperate need of cleaning, but at least I can see the floor. Unlike my sister's...&lt;br /&gt;92. I might be Ariel for Halloween this year, and last year I was the Mad Hatter (Alice in Wonderland)&lt;br /&gt;93. Soccer is the only sport I've ever played, but I took tennis lessons a few years ago.&lt;br /&gt;94. Once, I went fishing in the creek near my friend's house, and we got this big net and caught hundreds of tiny fish! We threw them all back, of course, but it was really fun!&lt;br /&gt;95. Tostitos and Lays are my favorite chips (:&lt;br /&gt;96. IKEA has the best hot dogs!!&lt;br /&gt;97. I care a lot about what people think of me.&lt;br /&gt;98. I like photography, but I'm not that good.&lt;br /&gt;99. Pretzels make me think of autumn and road trips.&lt;br /&gt;100. I love getting mail, but I never get any.&lt;br /&gt;101. I'm very coordinated.&lt;br /&gt;102. I have my ninja moments.&lt;br /&gt;103. I REALLYYY want you to enter this contest (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! That took forever, but I had fun. 10 points to whoever read it all (:&lt;br /&gt;Hahaa. So, as #103 said, i would really really appreciate it if you entered my little contest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Breanne's Wonderful Writing Contest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submit a piece of writing (poem, short story, etc.) to me through a post on your blog and I will pick a winners (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. It can't be too too long, but a page or two is fine.&lt;br /&gt;2. It has to be submitted by October 20th. You can comment on this post with a link to your post.&lt;br /&gt;3. It doesn't have to be about anything specific, just make it thought-provoking and engaging.&lt;br /&gt;4. It can't be offensive or rude towards any specific person/group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grand Prize:&lt;br /&gt;Two amazing customized pieces (header/background) from the lovely Kiki: &lt;a href="http://kikisgotstyle.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://kikisgotstyle.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; ! And your blog url put in my info for a month or so :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Place:&lt;br /&gt;One of Kiki's customized pieces just for you (: Your choice of a header or a background!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure to get your entries in my October 20th, and happy writing! It would be so great if you joined!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a great year here on Blogger, and I *hope* there is another one on the way (: A huge thanks again to Kiki for volunteering to make prizes, and to Olive Tree for the background/header/buttons that have served me well for so many months (: And a GINORMOUS thank you to all of my amazing followers, new and old! I never thought I'd get any followers, and now I have 26 beautiful people reading my blog! THANK YOUUU! I love you guys, and I probably wouldn't have made it a year without you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-8850305140864745660?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/8850305140864745660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-1st-blogaversary-and-contest-at.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/8850305140864745660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/8850305140864745660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-1st-blogaversary-and-contest-at.html' title='My 1st BLOGAVERSARY!!! and contest at the bottom (:'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-6792966132654785842</id><published>2010-08-30T18:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T18:32:00.807-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soccer'/><title type='text'>this is getting annoying -.-</title><content type='html'>Gahh. I have so much homework it is ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things have happened since Friday. I'll start with Saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning, I had a soccer game about an hour away from my house. I played really well, but the other team was vicious. They pushed, shoved, kicked, elbowed, and tripped pretty much all of our players at least once. It was insane! But... we won. 5-0 (:&lt;br /&gt;After the game, we drove through the nearby college that my parents went to and had lunch. We bought t-shirts from the campus bookstore, then came home. Saturday night, my dad, sister,  and I went to a major league baseball game that our friend had tickets to. The seats were right behind first base and a little to the right. It was so awesome! Our team lost, though, but we had loads of fun (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, my sister and her two friends invited me to go thrifting at Goodwill with them. Naturally, I agreed. I found this shiny silver tank top for only four dollars there. Then, we went over to Kohl's, where I got a Goonies t-shirt a million sizes too big. But it's so amazing, and would look killer with a red belt as a dress XD We got shakes at Sonic, then came home. My sister got sick that evening, so we ate dinner without her outside. I showered, did my homework, and went to bed a little early.&lt;br /&gt;At around midnight,  woke up with terrible pains in the stomach area. My mom thought it might have been apendicitis, but she wasn't sure. In the meantime, we had absolutely no medicine to help me and I couldn't fall asleep because of the pain. Eventually, though, I fell asleep and didn't wake up until seven. I still felt pretty crappy, so I slept in until about eight, and my dad took me to school late. He had been pretty sick, too, since Saturday afternoon, so he was coughing and sneezing the whole way there. I got through most of the day alright, but I skipped soccer practice. At about two this afternoon, my throat started hurting like crazy! It still does. And I had twenty pounds of homework to do, which I still haven't finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, my dad, my sister, and I are all sick, my mom isn't home from work yet, and it's like a million degrees outside :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a soccer game tomorrow, though, so wish me luck! And I still have some Blogoversary planning to do.... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-6792966132654785842?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/6792966132654785842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-is-getting-annoying.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/6792966132654785842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/6792966132654785842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-is-getting-annoying.html' title='this is getting annoying -.-'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-4569078460490516321</id><published>2010-08-25T17:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T18:31:50.846-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>Teen Girl's Daybook Week 19</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Date... Wednesday, August 25, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Starting time... 6:26 PM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mood... worried and dreadful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outside my window... it's sunny and green (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm reading... The Truth About Forever by Sarah Dessen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm listening to... my ceiling fan's annoying tt, tt, tt noise DX&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm wearing... my uniform minus skirt, cloud snuggie, and owl ring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday, I... made my sister and her friend laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm excited for... dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sad because... i have to shower and do my homework :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm hungry for... anything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The song stuck inside my head is... Telephone, by Lady Gaga and Beyonce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want... food, no homework, infinite cleanliness...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love... my friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loathe... certain responsibility&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This week, my goal is... to clean out my drawers/closet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did I meet last week's goal?... I got one pair of shorts, but not for really cheap. So, halfway?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ending time... 6:32 PM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. My Spanish name is Charo Dolores :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-4569078460490516321?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/4569078460490516321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/08/teen-girls-daybook-week-19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/4569078460490516321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/4569078460490516321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/08/teen-girls-daybook-week-19.html' title='Teen Girl&apos;s Daybook Week 19'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-4270710071813427830</id><published>2010-08-25T16:44:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T17:24:17.361-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>School. What can I say?</title><content type='html'>My first day of 8th grade was on Monday, and so far it's not too bad (: There's a lot to remember and a lot of responsibility, but my friends make it worth it (:&lt;br /&gt;Sooo. I like this boy. He sits across from me in the class where we can goof off the most, so we're pretty much stifling giggles through the whole period. He's so great. He's funny, sweet, and cute, and generally perfect (: He's way taller than me, though, but that's fine with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm spending more and more time with Steven these days. He said I was his best friend (: But he's kind of clingy. I love him to death, but sometimes it's a bit much. He's hilarious though (: We have Jersey Shore nicknames (he's "The Ordeal" and I'm "The Circumstance"), and we play Silent Library a lot. Plus, his taste in music is impeccable. If I ever need a new artist, I go to him straight away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's soccer season again! Yay! I can actually get excersize now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll do a daybook, just because (: But I can't upload the picture, because my photo uploader thingy is lame ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-4270710071813427830?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/4270710071813427830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/08/school-what-can-i-say.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/4270710071813427830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/4270710071813427830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/08/school-what-can-i-say.html' title='School. What can I say?'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-7517708919558488936</id><published>2010-08-25T16:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T16:22:14.136-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks'/><title type='text'>WOAH NOW, INTENSE.</title><content type='html'>This is freaking post 100! Yay! And I've been on Blogger for almost one whole year! Insanity!!&lt;br /&gt;So, in about one month, it will be my blogaversary :D&lt;br /&gt;I need IDEAS, people. Something totally awesome to celebrate you, me, and my blogaversary! It can be anything, a contest, a 100-things-about-me, ANYTHING. If it is a contest, though, prizes I can give you are limited, unless anyone has suggestions or wants to volunteer to make something for the winner, like a button, header, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I feel horrible for never posting things on this lovely blog, soo I'm going to try to be on more often! For now, I'll say a post a week, maybe more? Sounds good to me, and totally easy (that's what I say now!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I can't believe I've made 100 posts! It seems like so much less. Rahh, I'm getting old! It's already been almost a whole year! Totes ridic. Thanks so much to all of my followers. I wouldn't have lasted 100 posts without you! And welcome to all the new followers, I think there might be a few... (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm siked for my blogaversary, and I hope you are, too (: I'll probably do one more post, then off to do homework :P I started school this week! More about that to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-7517708919558488936?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/7517708919558488936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/08/woah-now-intense.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/7517708919558488936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/7517708919558488936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/08/woah-now-intense.html' title='WOAH NOW, INTENSE.'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-7591787791118456059</id><published>2010-07-26T22:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T22:22:49.813-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scared'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='underappreciated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>I just needed to vent.</title><content type='html'>My silent tears sting the back of my throat. They cloud my vision, blurring reality, but not one makes the quiet journey to my cheek. Red-eyed, I stare at the mirror, not seeing it, contemplating what I've done, said, who I've hurt. In four hours, I have screwed up in so many ways, but I've learned so much. I have felt, really felt, close to someone; I have said things that I've been wanting to say for a long time. I have laughed through the pain, sorrow, and disappointing teen antics, and I have come out mostly in tact. And now the one person that I've hurt the most tonight is downstairs, making me a pizza that I don't deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm being dramatic, but I'm thirteen years old and I don't understand anything. I don't know how to love, how to deal with things, or how to explain something without making someone feel stupid, or angry, or hurt, even if that person is me. People underestimate a young person's emotions so much and so often. Today, I said I was a child, jokingly, to get into a movie. I didn't realize how true it was, until now. And I know that things could be worse, that I could have gotten in a lot more trouble, but right now, in this moment, there is nothing worse than knowing that your father is so disappointed, or hurt, that he can't even punish me. Maybe I'm wrong, maybe he isn't disappointed, or hurt. But I am. With myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I should have told him so much more, every detail, asking his permission, telling him where I was going, what was happening. It's not like I did anything bad, or wrong, or illegal- but I might as well have. I lost my parent's trust, and he just said, this is how we learn. He didn't lecture me, or punish me, or explain to me what I did. He didn't take away any privileges, or possessions, or plans. Maybe he saw the grief in my eyes, or heard the tears in my throat, or knew that I had learned my lesson. And right now I love him more than anyone in the world. And my sister is mad at him, when it should be vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the second person I love the most right now- is Mark. He understood when I told him about my vacation woes, he took responsibility for this whole fiasco, he listened when I explained my sister's comlpexity, and agreed with everything I said, and actually made me feel, if possible, better. I felt like I had someone I could rely on, someone I could tell anything to, someone I could laugh with, or cry with, or scream with, and would take it all in and still love me for who I am. Sure, he has a million faults, but he has a million and one ways to make me smile. And guess how many of those are faults?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did any of that make sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-7591787791118456059?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/7591787791118456059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-just-needed-to-vent.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/7591787791118456059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/7591787791118456059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-just-needed-to-vent.html' title='I just needed to vent.'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-3003743239205122834</id><published>2010-07-09T13:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T13:37:57.288-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been playing The Script's CD on an endless loop for an hour and a half. I love them so much.&lt;br /&gt;My Fourth of July was kind of lame, except Cailin and I baked a cake (: It was red velvet with blue icing and Independence Day sprinkles! Delicious. We didn't really celebrate until July 5th when we went to our friend's pool and grilled out at her house. It was so fun.&lt;br /&gt;We tie-dyed shirts with that same friend on Wednesday in my driveway. My shirt is orange with blue and fuscia sunbursts on it, and I also painted headphones and an iPod on a plain red tee. We had pizza with them and today we're going to paint pottery. I don't know how I feel about that. I guess I'm excited, but I don't know. I have no idea what pottery I'm going to do. Probably a little bowl or plate to put all my rings in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I found my notebook from Power of the Pen. I had a lot of random things to say about the experience. I really liked a couple bits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Power of the Pen has taught me to open up to the world, and to let out some of my emotions in a creative way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In an odd way, Power of the Pen brought me closer to my mom. We were never really that close to begin with. I think it proved that I was capable of opening up, and it gave me confidence in myself. And seeing my mom so proud of me really made an impact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That last part was a bunch in the stomach for me. I don't really tell my mom much, and I spend a lot of the time arguing with her. Last night, I was really mean to her, and she tried to be especially nice for the rest of the night. It was over something really stupid, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I must go, our friend is here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hope the rest of your summer is great,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-3003743239205122834?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/3003743239205122834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/07/ive-been-playing-scripts-cd-on-endless.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/3003743239205122834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/3003743239205122834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/07/ive-been-playing-scripts-cd-on-endless.html' title=''/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-2319760356770865928</id><published>2010-06-17T04:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T05:02:13.971-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm singing to every song on the radio...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/TBnichkRL9I/AAAAAAAAAMA/F08ujf1F2QQ/s1600/110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483663000974995410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/TBnichkRL9I/AAAAAAAAAMA/F08ujf1F2QQ/s320/110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Greetings! So, my summer has been good. I went to the beach yesterday, went shopping a few times, and, oh yeah, went to the top of the Eiffel Tower!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left for Europe last Sunday (the 6th), and landed in Paris Monday afternoon. We went to Versailles, the Louvre, the Arc de Triumphe, and, of course, the Eiffel Tower. We also went to this amazing restaurant on our last night there that had the BEST pot-roast ever!!&lt;br /&gt;We left Paris on Friday and went to Zagreb, the capital of Croatia. We met up with some of my mom's family there and went over to their house for dinner. The next day, we walked around the city for a little bit and got lunch at a local outdoor restaurant. Afterwards, we saw my cousins dance in a folk festival with traditional costumes and dances.&lt;br /&gt;The next day, my mom went with her cousin and my dad to go visit the town where she was born. My sister and I stayed with my cousin and her mom in Karlovac, and went swimming in the river near their house. On Monday we went to Plitvice, one of Croatia's nine national parks. It was beautiful. There were waterfalls around every corner, tiny fish swimming in the crystal-clear lakes (the water was drinkable!), and huge mountains. It was so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Zagreb on Tuesday and moved to Dubrovnik, a city along the Adriatic coast. We rented an amazing Croatian villa (which I'm in now :] ), and then walked around the Old Town, an ancient fortress that was renovated with new shops and restaurants. Croatia has some of the most amazing food. All of the ingredients are fresh (at my cousin's house, for dinner, we ate the last of their chickens!), and everything is very simple. Yesterday, we went to the beach right outside of the Old Town, and then met my cousin and her parents for drinks and ice cream. Today, we're going shopping and to the beach again. It's so cool here! Next we're going to Dublin, Ireland tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The language barrier really sucks. My cousins know a little bit from school, but they prefer to speak Croatian. My uncle, Vinko, speaks only in Croatian when my mom's around, and they talk for hours! My dad, sister, and I just sit there cluelessly while they jabber on about who-knows-what. *sigh* I'm glad everyone in Ireland speaks English...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-2319760356770865928?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/2319760356770865928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-singing-to-every-song-on-radio.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2319760356770865928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2319760356770865928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-singing-to-every-song-on-radio.html' title='i&amp;#39;m singing to every song on the radio...'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/TBnichkRL9I/AAAAAAAAAMA/F08ujf1F2QQ/s72-c/110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-5662610759572652375</id><published>2010-06-03T17:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T11:00:27.796-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>Tags :)</title><content type='html'>Just doing some tags from Adria:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Makeup Tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is your fave color lipstick- purple, red, pink, none, lipgloss?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pink or lipgloss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What color eyeshadow would you wear?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wear blue, pink, tan, or grey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Would you wear mascara or eyeliner?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wear both, but mascara if i had to choose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What color blush?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pink, i suppose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nail polish- purple, black, green, blue, red, or pink?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;any of them! black the most, though&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cookie Tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is your favorite cookie?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chocolate chip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is your least favorite?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;M&amp;amp;M or peanut butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How many cookies can you eat in one sitting?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;usually 3 or 4, but i could have 5-10 Oreos ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Make up a cookie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chocolate bombs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever made that before?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes.... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You see an army of angry cookies coming at you. What do you do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;give them all big hugs! gain their trust, then eat them in the night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag whoever wants to do one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-5662610759572652375?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/5662610759572652375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/06/tags.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/5662610759572652375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/5662610759572652375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/06/tags.html' title='Tags :)'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-1831370460327912115</id><published>2010-06-03T17:20:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T17:55:49.469-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='power of the pen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='underappreciated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Dropping In...</title><content type='html'>I hope you didn't miss me too much ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel suckish for neglecting the WNMP lately, and I'm sorry. I've just been utterly consumed with, I admit it, Polyvore. I'm obsessed. It's unhealthy, really; I need treatment or something. And I have news to share. But first, we dance.&lt;br /&gt;[seriously, I need you to get up and get down right this second. Do it. {I did ;)}]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oiw, I think I got wiplash. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, today was Field Day, and we won every tug of war I competed in. The seventh graders beat the sixth graders, the girls beat the guys, my homeroom beat the other homeroom, and the seventh grade girls beat the ENTIRE SIXTH GRADE. It was kind of sad on their part.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, the last day of school is tomorrow. Which means, the best year of my grade-school life is over. Next year, I'll be on top of the school, and I'll have &lt;em&gt;responsibilities.&lt;/em&gt; Yeuch. The award ceromony is tomorrow, and I feel really good about it :)&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I'll have to take another big break, because I'm leaving for my European vacation on Sunday. We're hitting up Paris, Croatia, and Ireland! I've been brushing up on my foreign insults lately, and I'm up to 5 languages... what trouble can I get into? ;) I'm so excited, but we'll be more or less cut off from America. I plan on buying tons of postcards.&lt;br /&gt;Last, but not least, the Power of the Pen State Finals were two weeks ago. The prompts were fantastic, I wrote amazingly, and I even made it to the prestigious fourth "Power Round." Unfortunately, my only teammate who made it to state didn't ): I poured my soul into my stories, and came out with... 10th place! At state. Out of 3,500 original competitors, and 355 students at state level. I'm still in shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope I am back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-1831370460327912115?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/1831370460327912115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/06/dropping-in.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/1831370460327912115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/1831370460327912115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/06/dropping-in.html' title='Dropping In...'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-2706422995250136533</id><published>2010-04-12T18:11:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T21:11:37.517-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Book Tag! XD</title><content type='html'>So... Kendra at Carpe Diem (stupid link won't work ): ) tagged me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules: Choose 8 books you'd like to live in and why, then tag 8 people.&lt;br /&gt;Mine aren't in order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Alex Rider Series- It would be wicked cool to be a teen spy, or a hot teen spy's girlfriend... ;) Some of his gadgets are sweet, and they're hidden in the most common objects! But I have to admit, it would be kind of scary with all of those insane evil-doers trying to kill you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Harry Potter Series- I just want to go to Hogwarts and be able to use simple spells like Accio and Silencio, and to ride brooms and play Quidditch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Unfinished Angel- The little Swish town setting is so beautiful, and Senora Divino's ravioli sounds good :) The angel is really funny, too, and Zola and the orphans are glorious chaos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. The Lord of the Rings series- Middle Earth is beautiful, especially the Shire. I would live in a house under a hill, but I might be too tall :). Gondor would be cool, the whole city is really cool and I feel like I could explore forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. Any Cathy Cassidy book- Her books are always so detailed, the settings so vivid and gorgeous, the problems so real, and the guys so dreamy... Every character is relatable and real, and her books are are some of my favorites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. Oh, The Places You'll Go- The worlds and landscapes are so ridiculous that I can't help wanting to be there in person. I could invent my own words, tackle obstacles as big as my imagination, and take in every detail with wides eyes, mouth agape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. The Bible- Some of the stories told are truly amazing, and I would want to experience them firsthand. Jesus's miracles were so cool, and some of the Old Testament feats were awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8. The Chronicles of Ancient Darkness series- Wolf, Torak, and Renn are, like, the awesomest people ever, and Wolf isn't even a person. It would be cool seeing what Clan I would be in, and how the way of life would be. I love the outdoors, fishing, and animals, so that setting would be perfect for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks for the fun tag, Kendra! I tag:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;. Adria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.  Kiki&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;. Twinkle Toes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;. The Cornet Crazie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;. Golden Eagle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;. Elrania&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;. Emma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;. Nahla of the Eastern Winds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sorry if you've already been tagged, and enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNpUdSrZ1I/AAAAAAAAACw/fh5lNUNHz9o/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-2706422995250136533?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/2706422995250136533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/04/book-tag-xd.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2706422995250136533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2706422995250136533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/04/book-tag-xd.html' title='Book Tag! XD'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-4535849735948614321</id><published>2010-04-09T12:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T12:48:24.259-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>Teen Girl's Daybook Week 18</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S79XUg4qwLI/AAAAAAAAAL4/4Wy8nZX9KEA/s1600/teengirlsdaybook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458177283332948146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S79XUg4qwLI/AAAAAAAAAL4/4Wy8nZX9KEA/s320/teengirlsdaybook.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date... Friday, April 9, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Starting time... 12:37 pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mood... excited&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outside my window... the sun is shining!! finally!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm reading... nothing ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm listening to... Fresh Meat 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm wearing... frog shorts, field day tee, and black zip hoodie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday, I... got my braces adjusted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm excited for... seeing Remember Me with my friend today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sad because... i might not go shopping tomorrow with my friends ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm hungry for... tater tots!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The song stuck inside my head is... You Belong With Me- Taylor Swift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want... easier plans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love... movies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loathe... feeling gross&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This week, my goal is... to find cheap shorts for spring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did I meet last week's goal?... no &gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ending time... 12:48 pm (i took a tot break in the middle ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-4535849735948614321?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/4535849735948614321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/04/teen-girls-daybook-week-18.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/4535849735948614321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/4535849735948614321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/04/teen-girls-daybook-week-18.html' title='Teen Girl&apos;s Daybook Week 18'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S79XUg4qwLI/AAAAAAAAAL4/4Wy8nZX9KEA/s72-c/teengirlsdaybook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-6909561989665470860</id><published>2010-04-01T19:25:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T19:48:16.819-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring is Here!</title><content type='html'>The ladybugs are crawling everywhere as the warm breeze swishes across my Cheeto-stained fingers typing away. This can only mean one thing- spring has sprung. I pray that I haven't spoken too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I laughed-out-loud when I had to break out my flowy tanks and cuffed shorts to go see The Last Song with my cousins. The only difference between that and summer was that I had to grab a light jacket and my Chuck Taylors, a difference that I am perfectly content with. Today is strikingly hotter, and it was jeans day at school, making my spring-fevered legs overheat. Otherwise, today was the picture of near-perfection.&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, once I got to school, we had a meeting of the Olweuss Bullying Program that my school just started. Then, we went on a super-fun Easter egg hunt with our kindergarten buddies on the playground. Afterwards there was an assembly in the gym with a magician/juggler/ventriloquist. It was alright. We had a read-a-thon until lunch, then music class, and lastly we read picture books to our buddies. My buddy finally likes me, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Did I forget to mention yesterday that on Tuesday 2 boys in my grade got into a fistfight in the hallway? In front of 3rd graders, too. One of the math teachers tried to break it up, but she's small and thin, and almost got pulled into it! It was crazy. My fabulous crush (*blushes*) pulled one boy off of the other and held him against a wall. I didn't see the fight, though, and I don't know how I feel about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. I think it's time to get rid of the blog's snowfall... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-6909561989665470860?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/6909561989665470860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-is-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/6909561989665470860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/6909561989665470860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-is-here.html' title='Spring is Here!'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-3851173062649407243</id><published>2010-03-30T16:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T11:54:15.404-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='power of the pen'/><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>Hey! Omigosh, I can't believe I haven't blogged in so long. I'm not dead, or quitting, or anything like that. I've just been really busy, and so many things have been going on! Anyway, yesterday was my sister's 16th birthday (!!!), so I couldn't post then, but today I left school early to hang out with my cousins, and because I'm sick XP&lt;br /&gt;Since my birthday, I have been doing a lot of different things. On Saturday, March 13, I competed in the Power of the Pen regional competition with 200 other middle-schoolers. No one on my team won an award, but my friend Katie and I made it to State! The state competition is in May, and I'm really excited. I'll post some of my short stories later :)&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago my grandma from Florida came to visit for St. Patrick's Day. She was born in England but was half Irish, and she grew up in Northern Ireland. My dad was born in the Emerald Isle, but moved around a lot. My grandma, we call her Nanny, still has an Irish accent and a very Irish attitude. We did a lot with her, went shopping, out to eat, and to a St. Patty's party at my friend Meghan's house. It was a really fun week, full of laying out in the party house listening to olf Irish folk songs, drinking cool drinks and eating fatty foods.&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, the 26th, my cousins from up north came to visit for the week. Friday night was my Power of the Pen pizza party (to which I wore my new super cool Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles t-shirt), then the family arrived. That night, we played Sims, watched Monty Python and the Holy Grail, and were the silly crazies we always are when we're together. Saturday, we went shopping at the outlet mall and the flea market, and I got tons of cool stuff. Saturday night we went hot-tubbing outside, but it was kind of warm outside, so it wasn't that great. We played truth or dare, though ;). On Sunday we went to the aquarium and had tons of fun looking at the fishes and stuff. Monday, I had school, and a few of my cousins had to leave. Yesterday, we went to my sister's lacrosse game, then to LoneStar &lt;3 Today, I went to school in the morning and got a cupcake, then went home sick.&lt;br /&gt;And that's what I've been up to. How has your month been?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'll try to remember to post my PoP stories soon!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-3851173062649407243?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/3851173062649407243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/3851173062649407243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/3851173062649407243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-2044929351711167570</id><published>2010-03-11T17:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T18:05:11.307-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday news'/><title type='text'>Thirteen XD</title><content type='html'>Sooo, I haven't posted in a while, been busy with procrastination and stuff... Anyway, today is my thirteenth birthday! I'm so excited, I'm finally a teenager! Tonight we are going to Applebee's to celebrate, but I can't do much else like have a party or anything this weekend because:&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I don't have school, and I might go to the movies to see Alice in Wonderland with the besties, then nothing, and my parents will be busy, so they can't take me anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, I have the Power of the Pen Regional Competition from 8-3, then I have to get my grandma from the airport and go to a St. Patrick's Day party at 7.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, I don't really have anything planned, maybe lunch with a friend or seeing Alice in Wonderland if Friday doesn't work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roar. But I've already gotten some awesome stuff from my friends at school, such as:&lt;br /&gt;A drawing of a ninja Sensei frog from Steven- you do not understand how excited I am about this. He reads these Naruto anime comics, and in one of them there are all of these sweet frogs that I named as my best friends a few weeks ago. His drawing is actually really good, and he even colored it and everything XD&lt;br /&gt;A bunny eraser from the office, a few coins found on the blacktop by my friends, a birthday pencil, lipgloss, Trident layers, and a pack of hairbands from my friend that I always borrow them from in gym :) I love my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this post really has no structure or flow, but I'll just run with it.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see Alice in Wonderland with my friends, since we dressed up as the original cast for Halloween XD&lt;br /&gt;Since we're going on our trip to Europe this summer, I only really had two items on my wishlist: a Flip video camera and the CD 'Far' by Regina Spektor (I'm really into her now... YOU BETTER BE OK WITH THAT!! [sorry, stewie quote :)]). I'm fairly certain that I will get both, and I figured with my birthday money I could buy an underwater case for the Flip (works up to depths of 30 feet!). This has been a really good birthday so far :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Happy *Late* Birthday, Adria!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-2044929351711167570?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/2044929351711167570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/03/thirteen-xd.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2044929351711167570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2044929351711167570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/03/thirteen-xd.html' title='Thirteen XD'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-8401969995579923603</id><published>2010-03-07T13:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T20:29:06.499-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>Teen Girls' Daybook Week 17</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S5P4rxT8u7I/AAAAAAAAALo/3Z31dzdV_Wg/s1600-h/teengirlsdaybook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445969805276134322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S5P4rxT8u7I/AAAAAAAAALo/3Z31dzdV_Wg/s320/teengirlsdaybook.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Date... Sunday, March 7, 2010&lt;br /&gt;Starting time... 8:19 PM&lt;br /&gt;Mood... relieved and defeated&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window... dark ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm thinking... about my social studies project&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading... Eagle Strike and To Kill a Mockingbird&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to... a Yoplay Delights commercial. it's the perfect parfait.&lt;br /&gt;I'm wearing... pink soccer pants, calvin and hobbes tee, and gray and black hoodie&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I... won my soccer game and scored a goal :) technically&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm excited for... seeing my bff tomorrow. shes been in Colorado all week&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad because... i still have to type my social studies essay. or do I...&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry for... a cookie&lt;br /&gt;The song stuck inside my head is... "BeepBeep.com, BeepBeep.com!"&lt;br /&gt;I want... to watch a movie with my family. not going to happen&lt;br /&gt;I love... Goodfellas&lt;br /&gt;I loathe... essays *scowls*&lt;br /&gt;This week, my goal is... to bake a cake&lt;br /&gt;Did I meet last week's goal?... no. fail.&lt;br /&gt;Ending time...&lt;br /&gt; 8:29 PM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-8401969995579923603?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/8401969995579923603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/03/teen-girls-daybook-week-17.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/8401969995579923603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/8401969995579923603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/03/teen-girls-daybook-week-17.html' title='Teen Girls&apos; Daybook Week 17'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S5P4rxT8u7I/AAAAAAAAALo/3Z31dzdV_Wg/s72-c/teengirlsdaybook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-909066535699364833</id><published>2010-03-03T17:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T18:22:51.625-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='an inspired young woman&apos;s daybook'/><title type='text'>An Inspired Young Woman's Daybook (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S47vHpvvC_I/AAAAAAAAALg/dByM8QSYyQY/s1600-h/An_inspired_young_woman%27s_daybook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444551914281700338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S47vHpvvC_I/AAAAAAAAALg/dByM8QSYyQY/s320/An_inspired_young_woman%27s_daybook.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Find out how to do An Inspired Young Woman's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Daybook&lt;/span&gt; here: &lt;a href="http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/2010/02/inspired-young-womans-daybook.html"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Vividry&lt;/span&gt;: An Inspired Young Woman's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Daybook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I… sang "I Will Survive" &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;with my&lt;/span&gt; guy friends :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling... perplexed and excited&lt;br /&gt;My outfit is... just my school uniform. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Blahh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window… most of the snow has melted :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A song that's stuck in my head... It Comes Naturally- Selena Gomez&lt;br /&gt;Something (a book, song, movie, person...) that's inspired me recently... is the crummy weather on my car-rides to school. I come up with some of my cutest, saddest, most romantic "scenes" on those rides.&lt;br /&gt;A prayer of my heart this week... is for the people of Chile, who just experienced an 8.8 magnitude earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;I am creating… some fabulous &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Polyvore&lt;/span&gt; sets :)&lt;br /&gt;I am reading... Skeleton Key, sequel to Point Blank, and To Kill A Mockingbird for school. About to start Jane Eyre!&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking... that I need to go to the library.&lt;br /&gt;A scripture verse or passage that's stuck out to me this week... is the one about the blind beggar, who was cured by Jesus. When the crowd saw that he was no longer blind, they thought he was a sinner and doubted Jesus. Jesus said that they were blind. I don't know, it's just carried me through the week.&lt;br /&gt;A spiritual lesson I'm learning... is to have no doubt in God and to accept his plan.&lt;br /&gt;An attribute of God I've seen this week… is His wisdom. He knows exactly which scripture passage I need, and gives it to me on my Bible bookmark- 30 Days of Scripture.&lt;br /&gt;A picture I’d like to share… is of a beautiful yellow fish. I thought it was so graceful and elegant, but at the same time so vibrant and alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;! My picture upload isn't working ):)&lt;br /&gt;A creative goal for next week... is to be more helpful around the house.&lt;br /&gt;Did I complete my goal from last week... no ): sadly. but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to work on it today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-909066535699364833?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/909066535699364833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/03/inspired-young-womans-daybook-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/909066535699364833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/909066535699364833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/03/inspired-young-womans-daybook-2.html' title='An Inspired Young Woman&apos;s Daybook (2)'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S47vHpvvC_I/AAAAAAAAALg/dByM8QSYyQY/s72-c/An_inspired_young_woman%27s_daybook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-1174986723974840317</id><published>2010-03-02T18:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T22:30:28.078-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>Teen Girl's Daybook Week 16</title><content type='html'>Eeep, I'm so bad!! I didn't do the daybook this weekend, so I'll just do it today. My schedule's been pretty busy, but that's no excuse! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S42b0NqR9vI/AAAAAAAAALY/QeEk0dg-m5Y/s1600-h/teengirlsdaybook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444178845883299570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S42b0NqR9vI/AAAAAAAAALY/QeEk0dg-m5Y/s320/teengirlsdaybook.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Date: Tuesday, March 2, 2010&lt;br /&gt;Starting time: 10:25pm&lt;br /&gt;Mood: tired and eager&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window:  total darkness ): no stars at all&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking: about the Alex Rider book I'm reading, Power of the Pen, and life&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading: Alex Rider: Skeleton Key, and To Kill A Mockingbird&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to: footsteps below me&lt;br /&gt;I'm wearing: a yellow beijing tee and pink peace pants&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I: procrastinated ): an awful habit&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited for: finishing Skeleton Key and starting the next book in the series&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry for: leftover Cheesecake Factory pizza. Mmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The song stuck inside my head is: When the world comes down- the all-american rejects&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want: longer days&lt;br /&gt;I love: clothes XD&lt;br /&gt;I loathe: being tired/grumpy&lt;br /&gt;This week, my goal is: to not procrastinate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did I reach last week's goal?: I finished one/third...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ending time: 10:29pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll update tomorrow and do the other daybook, it's getting late :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-1174986723974840317?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/1174986723974840317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/03/teen-girls-daybook-week-16.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/1174986723974840317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/1174986723974840317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/03/teen-girls-daybook-week-16.html' title='Teen Girl&apos;s Daybook Week 16'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S42b0NqR9vI/AAAAAAAAALY/QeEk0dg-m5Y/s72-c/teengirlsdaybook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-4232046542718211986</id><published>2010-02-24T19:43:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T19:57:20.471-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Trinkets</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 166px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441976983915343826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S4XJO-ogL9I/AAAAAAAAALQ/19Bb6DV3V48/s320/spoon+bracelet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few days ago my sister came home from school with these wonderfully unique bracelets and I knew I had to have them. These, friends, were bent, silver eating utensils. They were 3 dollars each, and all of the proceeds went to a certain charity. Some students had made them out of donated silverware and sold them at lunch in the cafeteria. My sister got 3 spoons and 3 forks, gave one of each to me, and intends to spray-paint one of each bronze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441976805495676130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S4XJEl98HOI/AAAAAAAAALI/naGZ4Ht4hLQ/s320/fork+bracelet.jpg" /&gt;Aren't they fabulous? I think they are so cool! I wore the fork to school today :) It was so fun to walk down the dim-lit halls with it decorating my wrist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Sorry about the poor camera quality, my digital is acting up, these were taken with my phone :P}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alas, I can marvel in their beauty no longer, I have too much homework. Am I allowed to use the same smiley in one post? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-4232046542718211986?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/4232046542718211986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/02/beautiful-trinkets.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/4232046542718211986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/4232046542718211986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/02/beautiful-trinkets.html' title='Beautiful Trinkets'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S4XJO-ogL9I/AAAAAAAAALQ/19Bb6DV3V48/s72-c/spoon+bracelet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-7097811384586327926</id><published>2010-02-24T17:14:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T19:45:06.729-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='an inspired young woman&apos;s daybook'/><title type='text'>An Inspired Young Woman's Daybook (1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I decided to try out this daybook by Melody at Vividry. If I do continue to do it, it will be posted on Wednesdays. I'll still keep doing the Teen Girls' Daybook on weekends as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441941274693618226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S4WowbamSjI/AAAAAAAAAK4/KUnl9ONt8FQ/s320/An_inspired_young_woman%27s_daybook.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Find out how to do An Inspired Young Woman's Daybook here: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/2010/02/inspired-young-womans-daybook.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://vividry-melody.blogspot.com/2010/02/inspired-young-womans-daybook.html&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today I tried to convince someone to give me "just one fourf!" of a brownie by talking in a baby voice. It failed, but succeeded in keeping my entertained for ten minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'm feeling tired, bewildered and a little worried.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My outfit is the top half of my school uniform and Christmas Stewie pj pants (aka, the weirdest combination ever).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Outside my window the evening sun is shining in my eyes and the snow is melting away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;A song that's stuck in my head is Can You Read My Mind by the Killers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Something (a book, song, movie, person..) that's inspired me recently is a blog I found called &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bresrandomescapades.blogspot.com/2010/02/thankful.html"&gt;re's Random Escapades&lt;/a&gt;. It talks, in some posts, about our relationship with God and little things we can do to strengthen it. Also, a retreat held at my school for 7th graders last Wednesday inspired me to start a journal and write a brief letter to God each day, and to read a Bible passage and reflect on its meaning and how it can relate to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;A prayer of my heart this week is that I will gain confidence and self-esteem in school and elsewhere. I've been having trouble reading my writing to the class or talking to certain people, and I'd like God to help me change that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I am creating a stronger friendship with the people around me and a stronger feeling of belonging.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I am reading Point Blank by Anthony Horowitz, the sequel to Stormbreaker and a fascinating story about a boy spy in present-day London, and To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee for school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I am thinking about the epic game of Dots I played with my 'mates instead of researching for Expression.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;A scripture verse or passage that's stuck out to me this week is the story of the wedding that Jesus and Mary went to, where the wedding party ran out of wine and Jesus turned gallons of water into the finest of wines. I can't remember the chapter, but it made me realize that God can do anything, and His miracles are everlasting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;A spiritual lesson I'm learning is to trust God's plan and His guidance for my life. I may not understand at first, but everything He does happens for a reason. I need to trust that in time, I will know the reason and be ever grateful to God.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;An attribute of God I've seen this week is His creation. Everything I see seems to be so beautiful! I'm even seeing some things in a new light and appreciating their glory.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;A picture I'd like to share is of some bracelets my sister got for me. They were $3 each and all of the proceeds went to charity. I think the art department made them out of old donated silverware.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441969497273607826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S4XCbMuBJpI/AAAAAAAAALA/5LRi70cqENc/s320/fork+bracelet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I'll post the picture of the spoon in the next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A creative goal for next week is to draw and color some beautiful artwork to put on my corkboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I complete my goal from last week? n/a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great daybook, Melody! I think I'll continue doing it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-7097811384586327926?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/7097811384586327926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/02/inspired-young-womans-daybook.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/7097811384586327926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/7097811384586327926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/02/inspired-young-womans-daybook.html' title='An Inspired Young Woman&apos;s Daybook (1)'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S4WowbamSjI/AAAAAAAAAK4/KUnl9ONt8FQ/s72-c/An_inspired_young_woman%27s_daybook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-7990759847413036516</id><published>2010-02-20T18:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T19:00:14.751-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>Teen Girls' Daybook Week 15</title><content type='html'>Wow, I feel like I haven't posted in FOREVER, but it's only been 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440477794142411954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S4B1uphCXLI/AAAAAAAAAKg/DC899_mYSD0/s320/teengirlsdaybook.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Date... Saturday, February 22, 2010&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Starting time... 6:55 PM&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mood... tired and hungry&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Outside my window... it's very dark&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm thinking... about Lent&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm reading... Emma, To Kill a Mockingbird, and Stormbreaker&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm listening to... an HGTV show downstairs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm wearing... tan boots, black sweats, music abercrombie tee, gray and black vans hoodie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm excited for... writing to Jesus every night for Lent :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm sad because... I have to do a whole Social Studies project and work on a WINGS project&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm hungry for... chicken pot pie, but alas, we are having tacos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The song stuck inside my head is... a good song that's name escapes me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I want... a taco&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love... God, and my family&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I loathe... procrastination&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This week, my goal is... to finish my projects (there are THREE)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Did I meet last week's goal?... half of it :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ending time... 7:00 PM&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-7990759847413036516?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/7990759847413036516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/02/teen-girls-daybook-week-15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/7990759847413036516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/7990759847413036516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/02/teen-girls-daybook-week-15.html' title='Teen Girls&apos; Daybook Week 15'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S4B1uphCXLI/AAAAAAAAAKg/DC899_mYSD0/s72-c/teengirlsdaybook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-1191243072536040384</id><published>2010-02-16T10:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T11:16:54.510-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Happy *Belated* Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>I think I'm stuck in a weird sort of Dreamland where everything I do is wonderful. Oi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how the sky has changed- from the light rosy hue of last midnight, to the dismal, pale grey that it is now. We have another snow day, thankfully, but I'm almost beginning to feel like I &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt; school. Curse my acid tongue! I only speak the truth, though. The world out my window looks limp and cold, but it has an eerie beauty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get the pictures to load, but I'll keep trying :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNpUdSrZ1I/AAAAAAAAACw/fh5lNUNHz9o/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-1191243072536040384?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/1191243072536040384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-belated-valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/1191243072536040384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/1191243072536040384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-belated-valentines-day.html' title='Happy *Belated* Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-901706402165769010</id><published>2010-02-16T00:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T00:29:17.770-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The neon lights of the nearby grocery illuminate the midnight sky and new-fallen snow in a soft pink glow as I drift off to sleep. I lift an ear for the familar sounds of a quirky film circa-1932 drifting from my sister's domicile, but I hear nothing. The silence envelopes me until I fear my gentle tapping to be heard. I long for the warmth of the creature napping lazily down the hall. The world doesn't seem real at this time of night, especially when the ground is buried in a foot and two inches of hard, cold snow. My skinny arms yearn for the comfort of the darkness under my quilt as I type quietly, solemnly. I hope for a better tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post pictures of my Valentine's cake and my puppy tomorrow. It is midnight, and I need sleep. Au revoir,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNpUdSrZ1I/AAAAAAAAACw/fh5lNUNHz9o/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-901706402165769010?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/901706402165769010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/02/neon-lights-of-nearby-grocery.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/901706402165769010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/901706402165769010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/02/neon-lights-of-nearby-grocery.html' title=''/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-1682520698767056273</id><published>2010-02-13T11:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T12:38:59.999-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>Teen Girls' Daybook Week 14</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S3bWkAmVkqI/AAAAAAAAAKY/WQmCOhlM29Q/s1600-h/teengirlsdaybook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437769514220884642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S3bWkAmVkqI/AAAAAAAAAKY/WQmCOhlM29Q/s320/teengirlsdaybook.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Date... Saturday, February 13, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Starting time... 11:46 AM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mood... excited/hungry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outside my window... are fat robins sitting in a tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm thinking... about eggs, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hashbrowns&lt;/span&gt;, and bagels... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm reading... Emma and the Shakespeare Stealer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm listening to... the sounds of cooking; microwave beeps, pans landing, plates being moved, and the soft &lt;em&gt;thud&lt;/em&gt; of cabinets being shut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm wearing... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Stewie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pj&lt;/span&gt; pants, big fuzzy pink booties, MIAMI tee, brown &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aero&lt;/span&gt; jacket with the vampire collar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday, I... laughed :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm excited for... my cousin Barb coming today and the wondrous breakfast downstairs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sad because... my other favorite cousin Mel isn't coming ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm hungry for... eggs! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hashbrowns&lt;/span&gt;! bagels!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The song stuck inside my head is... The Best Thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;foooood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love... "Breakfast is ready!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loathe... interruptions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This week, my goal is... to cook more and to see Valentine's Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did I meet last week's goal?... Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ending time... 11:52 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-1682520698767056273?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/1682520698767056273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/02/teen-girls-daybook-week-14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/1682520698767056273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/1682520698767056273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/02/teen-girls-daybook-week-14.html' title='Teen Girls&apos; Daybook Week 14'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S3bWkAmVkqI/AAAAAAAAAKY/WQmCOhlM29Q/s72-c/teengirlsdaybook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-2481384283737750651</id><published>2010-02-12T17:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T17:42:55.803-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>Ridiculously Awesome Tag</title><content type='html'>Seriously, it's ridiculous. -&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ly&lt;/span&gt; awesome. (it made sense in my head...)&lt;br /&gt;Yet another tag, from Glow Fish (thanks!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOOD-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OLOGY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is your salad dressing of choice? Balsamic &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Vinaigrette&lt;/span&gt;. Anything else isn't worth it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is your favorite sit-down restaurant? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Applebee's&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What food could you eat for 2 weeks straight and not get sick of it? Sandwiches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What are your pizza toppings of choice? plain cheese, or ham and pepperoni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do you like to put on your toast? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Butterrr&lt;/span&gt;. or plain. i like plain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TECHNOLOGY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How many televisions are in your house? Don't make me count. 1... 2... 3...... 6.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What color cell phone do you have? red and black with a little silver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What does your first text message in your inbox say and who sent it? WE WON! with a picture of our POP state trophy, from Abbie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who was the last person to call you? Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIOLOGY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you right-handed or left-handed? Lefty, baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever had anything removed from your body? Nope, not even my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tonsils&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is the last heavy item you lifted? my backpack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RANDOM-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OLOGY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If it were possible, would you want to know the day you were going to die? Not really. Yes and no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I you could change your name, what would you change it to? It would be cool to change my name whenever i wanted, but i like my name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Would you drink an entire bottle of hot sauce for $1000? It depends how hot, but I ate a pepper from Steak 'N' Shake for $10, so... yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DUMB-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OLOGY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How many pairs of flip flops do you own? a lot, like... 5?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last time you had a run-in with the cops? Yea, what about it? (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jk&lt;/span&gt;, never)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last person you talked to? my dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Favorite month? March (birthday) and June&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CURRENT-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OLOGY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Missing someone? Yes. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mood? hungry and disappointed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What are you listening to? my laptop whirring and humming and my typing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watching? the screen. i have the cool Windows 7 feature with the 2 pages next to each other :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Worrying about? POP on the 25&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RANDOM-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OLOGY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's the last movie you watched? Penelope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you smile often? Yes! i laugh easily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you always answer your phone? Yes, if i have it with me and on (rare)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's four in the morning and you get a text message, who is it? my phone isn't on at 4, but it would &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;probs&lt;/span&gt; be one of my "stalkers"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you could change your eye color what would it be? I'd want to change it at will, but i like my color-green. my eyes are the only perfect, unblemished part of my face. i could do a whole post on eyes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What flavor do you add to your drink at Sonic? I only ever get chocolate milkshakes, but there's one up the street :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you own a digital camera? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yesiree&lt;/span&gt;, my very own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever had a pet fish? yes, but they all died&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Favorite Christmas song? Winter Wonderland or Let It Snow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's on your wish list for your birthday? a Flip video camera. its in a month!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you do push-ups? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ehh&lt;/span&gt;... fairly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you do a chin-up? not really :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you have any saved texts? Yes :) memories...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ever been in a car wreck? never. and lets keep it that way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you have an accent? Nope. But i do a mean British&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is the last song to make you cry? no idea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Plans tonight? i wish. oh wait, i do: to play Littlest Pet Shop. sad, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever felt like you hit rock bottom? yes :,(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You ever been given roses? never roses plural&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current hate right now? This one kid, he makes me so mad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Met someone who &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;changed&lt;/span&gt; your life? Yes (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What were you doing 12AM last night? sleeping, dreaming, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fidgeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up? I don't want to go to school and I don't want that dream to end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I tag...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyone who loves hot chocolate and cozy lighting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-2481384283737750651?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/2481384283737750651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/02/ridiculously-awesome-tag.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2481384283737750651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2481384283737750651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/02/ridiculously-awesome-tag.html' title='Ridiculously Awesome Tag'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-5725883925226988200</id><published>2010-02-10T10:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T10:48:53.096-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>Clothing Tag and EVEN. MORE. SNOW.</title><content type='html'>I didn't think it was possible. We got even more snow over night. So, another snow day, and another 24 hours to make plans for. I might see a movie later with my awesome friends, but maybe not. Yesterday, on my first snow day of the week, I built an epic snowman (my first in &lt;em&gt;years, &lt;/em&gt;the snow was perfect for packing), had a snowball fight with Abbie, went sledding with Gracie, went frolicking and exploring with Katie, and played &lt;em&gt;Just Dance&lt;/em&gt; and hot-tubbed with all of them. Hot-tubbing at night in the snow is a must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a cool tag from Glow Fish:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skinny jeans or flare jeans?&lt;br /&gt;Skinny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like graphic tees?&lt;br /&gt;Ask my two drawers full of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite store?&lt;br /&gt;PacSun, Nordstrom, Delia's... Don't make me choose *puppy face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer the Preppy look or Gothic?&lt;br /&gt;probably preppy, but i don't really wear either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mall or the thrift store?&lt;br /&gt;The mall! So shiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear makeup?&lt;br /&gt;A little, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your style like?&lt;br /&gt;Comfortable and random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear designer clothes?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i don't have a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What type of shoes are you addicted to?&lt;br /&gt;All kinds! Right now, boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like dresses?&lt;br /&gt;Yes! But i can never find an excuse to wear them ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What type of plaid do you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;All kinds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your designer nickname?&lt;br /&gt;hmm... i don't believe i have one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag:&lt;br /&gt;All of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-5725883925226988200?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/5725883925226988200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/02/clothing-tag-and-even-more-snow.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/5725883925226988200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/5725883925226988200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/02/clothing-tag-and-even-more-snow.html' title='Clothing Tag and EVEN. MORE. SNOW.'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-8975635090396764791</id><published>2010-02-09T12:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T12:24:41.591-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>Snow Day and Kreativ Blogger Award</title><content type='html'>SNOW DAY!! I'm so excited XD Between today, last night, and yesterday, we got like a foot of snow! It's so pretty outside and it's still coming down hard. I can't wait to suit up in overly puffy layers and brightly colored snow gear and go outside and play (: I am a child.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if there is still a paprika gang of robins gathering around my garage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo,&lt;br /&gt;I was awarded by Adria! (grr, can't get the link to work!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 139px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436292571464841042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S3GXSoFBt1I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/DCJsn4HADGc/s320/kreativ.jpg" /&gt;7 things about me:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1. I am a democrat&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2. My favorite football teams are the Bengals and the Saints&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;3. I'm left-handed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;4. I am half Croatian&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;5. I still love "kid" shows and toys :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;6. I support gay marriage&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;7. I don't like my nose&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And I award this lovely award to:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma from Summer Girl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Trendy Fashionista&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kiki :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thanks again, Adria!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-8975635090396764791?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/8975635090396764791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/02/snow-day-and-kreativ-blogger-award.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/8975635090396764791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/8975635090396764791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/02/snow-day-and-kreativ-blogger-award.html' title='Snow Day and Kreativ Blogger Award'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S3GXSoFBt1I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/DCJsn4HADGc/s72-c/kreativ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-7846532660041014377</id><published>2010-02-07T14:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T14:54:25.860-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>Teen Girl's Daybook Week 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S28YGR4BALI/AAAAAAAAAKI/-Tw0JuIM5EQ/s1600-h/teengirlsdaybook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 154px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435589771416109234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S28YGR4BALI/AAAAAAAAAKI/-Tw0JuIM5EQ/s200/teengirlsdaybook.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Date... Sunday, February 7, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Starting time...  2:47 PM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mood... hopeful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outside my window... is a sonw-covered tree with pretty red berries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm thinking... about all the fat robins in my driveway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm reading... The Shakespeare Stealer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm listening to... my sister watching an old movie downstairs. the sound really carries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm wearing... black sweatpants, a black and gray Vans sweatshirt, a purple and yellow Grr tiger tee, popcicle socks, and light tan boots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday, I... was really sick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm excited for... my mom coming home tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sad because... my stomache is being weird&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm hungry for... love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The song stuck inside my head is... owl city- hot air balloon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want... to skip the super bowl and just eat chicken wings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love... penguins. (&lt;em&gt;everybody &lt;/em&gt;loves penguins)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loathe... suffering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This week, my goal is... to read a chunk of &lt;em&gt;Emma&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did I meet last week's goal?... yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ending time... 2:53 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-7846532660041014377?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/7846532660041014377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/02/teen-girls-daybook-week-13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/7846532660041014377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/7846532660041014377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/02/teen-girls-daybook-week-13.html' title='Teen Girl&apos;s Daybook Week 13'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S28YGR4BALI/AAAAAAAAAKI/-Tw0JuIM5EQ/s72-c/teengirlsdaybook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-7272266075491180350</id><published>2010-02-02T21:54:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T12:25:18.132-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Random Tidbits You Were DYING To Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S2nhDRF7BUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/I5TAW4y_5ds/s1600-h/nostalgia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 232px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434121871643313474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S2nhDRF7BUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/I5TAW4y_5ds/s200/nostalgia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;i spent Saturday night at La Rosa's with some very interesting people -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- today i won the seventh grade homeroom Catholic Schools Week essay contest -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- i also won Cassie's photography contest: edited landscape -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- i wrestled a high school sophmore this weekend. he sat on me. we are not related -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- i went all day without even noticing that i was wearing 2 different socks of the same color scheme. no one else noticed either -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- when i was little i was obsessed with dress up and that game where you get jewelry and tiaras as you play. i made my dad wear the tiara -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- sometimes i take pictures of random people without them knowing if i think their outfit is cool -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- i am totally allowed to use these random facts for other tags, awards, or milestones -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- i am half asleep -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-7272266075491180350?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/7272266075491180350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/02/random-tidbits-you-were-dying-to-know.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/7272266075491180350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/7272266075491180350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/02/random-tidbits-you-were-dying-to-know.html' title='Random Tidbits You Were DYING To Know'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S2nhDRF7BUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/I5TAW4y_5ds/s72-c/nostalgia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-4218124993302467492</id><published>2010-01-31T20:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T20:27:53.628-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>Teen Girl's Daybook Week 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S2Yr24ziSSI/AAAAAAAAAJo/cgPTpgCTGrI/s1600-h/teengirlsdaybook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 154px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433078222430554402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S2Yr24ziSSI/AAAAAAAAAJo/cgPTpgCTGrI/s200/teengirlsdaybook.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Date... Sunday, January 31, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Starting time... 8:21 PM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mood... annoyed and happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outside my window... I hear a train&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm thinking... about why my computer can't paste into posts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm reading... HP7, Off-Color, and The Shakespeare Stealer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm listening to... myself typing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm wearing... teal MIAMI tee, blue chihuahua pants, and fuzzy pink booties&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday, I... won 1st Place Team at Power of the Pen!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm excited for... sleep. I love dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sad because... I don't want tomorrow to be Monday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm hungry for... a cookie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The song stuck inside my head is... Mamma Mia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want... chocolate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love... living&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loathe... not winning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This week, my goal is... to have a better memory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did I meet last week's goal?... yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ending time... 8:27 PM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNpUdSrZ1I/AAAAAAAAACw/fh5lNUNHz9o/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-4218124993302467492?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/4218124993302467492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/01/teen-girls-daybook-week-12.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/4218124993302467492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/4218124993302467492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/01/teen-girls-daybook-week-12.html' title='Teen Girl&apos;s Daybook Week 12'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S2Yr24ziSSI/AAAAAAAAAJo/cgPTpgCTGrI/s72-c/teengirlsdaybook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-1730684348457622962</id><published>2010-01-31T12:49:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T12:25:35.778-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>Honest Scrap Award!</title><content type='html'>Thank you, Kiki, for this cool award!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432964925469023282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S2XE0Iu83DI/AAAAAAAAAJY/XpEjqxULS1k/s200/honest+scrap+award.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK, so here are ten honest things about me:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I keep a notebook of cool quotes I find.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a slight crush on a nerd in my grade.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't have a favorite animal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can never finish a story.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm really self-conscious.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I always think I'm in love when I like someone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I try not to put people into stereotypes, but often fail.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate my hair.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm going to Croatia this summer. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate it when my room gets cluttered, but I detest cleaning it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I give this award to:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hannah from Aspire&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ivory Dancer from Another Once in Time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maggie from Behind the Teen Scene&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Emma from Summer Girl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Trendy Fashionista&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Cornet Crazie from Treble Clef&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hannah from things to write on a neon post-it note&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry if you've already gotten it, and thanks again, Kiki!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-1730684348457622962?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/1730684348457622962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/01/honest-scrap-award.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/1730684348457622962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/1730684348457622962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/01/honest-scrap-award.html' title='Honest Scrap Award!'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S2XE0Iu83DI/AAAAAAAAAJY/XpEjqxULS1k/s72-c/honest+scrap+award.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-3237253264404819228</id><published>2010-01-23T19:14:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T19:40:12.991-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='power of the pen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soccer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>Teen Girl's Daybook Week 11 and News</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 154px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430094472691791922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S1uSJy2bODI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UJ-7-1UboKU/s200/teengirlsdaybook.jpg" /&gt;Date... Saturday, January 23, 2010&lt;br /&gt;Starting time... 7:22 PM&lt;br /&gt;Mood... perplexed/tired&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window... dark, reflecting my desk.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking... about AquaNotes&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading... Harry Potter 7 (finally!)&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to... Lady Gaga- Fame&lt;br /&gt;I'm wearing... red reindeer pants, purple tie-dye tank, brown jacket&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I... watched the Vampire Diaries with some very interesting people ;)&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited for... sleeping&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad because... my laptop is acting up&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry for... chili, but we don't have oyster crackers ):&lt;br /&gt;The song stuck inside my head is... Lady Gaga- Money Honey&lt;br /&gt;I want... to play Sims 2 and make a pregnant woman lol&lt;br /&gt;I love... fashion and chihuahuas&lt;br /&gt;I loathe... not having Hostess cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;This week, my goal is... to embody Breanne. (aka- to be myself)&lt;br /&gt;Did I meet last week's goal?... Yes&lt;br /&gt;Ending time... 7:28 PM &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lately...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;  I had a soccer game today, and we won 3-1. It was our first game of the indoor season and we did pretty well. But I didn't play my best, and I'm a little disappointed. One of the girls on the other team goes to my school and is friends with some of my teammates, so that was weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;  I really really want some red flats and I don't think I can sit still until I get them!! I found this stunning/killer/AMAZING shiny bright pair at H&amp;amp;M, but, just to torment me, they didn't have my size. I almost cried in the store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;  Lastly, next Saturday is the official Power of the Pen writing competition! I'm soo excited! I think my team will do really well and I hope we win at least one award. I have a good feeling and am very confident. My short stories have been some of my groups best, but also some of the worst. I'm praying for us to do well and for nothing to go wrong, and I hope you'll wish us luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-3237253264404819228?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/3237253264404819228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/01/teen-girls-daybook-week-11-and-news.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/3237253264404819228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/3237253264404819228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/01/teen-girls-daybook-week-11-and-news.html' title='Teen Girl&apos;s Daybook Week 11 and News'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S1uSJy2bODI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UJ-7-1UboKU/s72-c/teengirlsdaybook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-2389842975618350725</id><published>2010-01-17T00:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T00:49:26.042-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>Teen Girls' Daybook Week 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S1KjFds-hxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/0FdJvl1ZGyI/s1600-h/teengirlsdaybook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 154px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427579815202817810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S1KjFds-hxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/0FdJvl1ZGyI/s200/teengirlsdaybook.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Date... Sunday, January 17, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Starting time... 12:44 AM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mood... tired and uncomfortable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outside my window... the snow is melting in the darkness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm thinking... that I need to go to sleeeep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm reading... HP6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm listening to... an epic sword duel with historic commentary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm wearing... soccer pants, P!NK concert tee, and huge pink fuzzy booties&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday, I... sat around all day and ate fried chicken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm excited for... tonight's dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sad because... I don't really want to go to my room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm hungry for... another cookie and some water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The song stuck inside my head is... the song from Lady and the Tramp in the spaghetti scene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want... a more comfortable chair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love... shopping *stares dreamily into the distance*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loathe... my sister being asleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This week, my goal is... to hang out with my sis more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did I meet last week's goal?... yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ending time... 12:49 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-2389842975618350725?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/2389842975618350725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/01/teen-girls-daybook-week-10.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2389842975618350725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2389842975618350725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/01/teen-girls-daybook-week-10.html' title='Teen Girls&apos; Daybook Week 10'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S1KjFds-hxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/0FdJvl1ZGyI/s72-c/teengirlsdaybook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-6923167095155279001</id><published>2010-01-10T19:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T12:25:52.579-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doodling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Nighttime Musings &lt;(")</title><content type='html'>Here are some random things I wrote down in my notebook on Friday night. They don't make a lot of sense, but I loved them so, here they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crying. The dark can do that to a person. If I just curl up, and close my eyes, and tell myself I'm sad for just a moment, I'll feel as if life isn't worth living anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Then I think of love, and color, of lives, the world and the sky, music, and, dare I say it, myself. Then, in a swirl of brightness and beautiful, glorious sound, I am once again a child, being born again out of possibilities and hope, a new dawn and a new person. And then I fall asleep, only to wake up just another 12 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is better to cry with someone than to cry alone.&lt;br /&gt;It is good to hug someone, even if no one hugs back.&lt;br /&gt;Let it OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-6923167095155279001?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/6923167095155279001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/01/nighttime-musings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/6923167095155279001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/6923167095155279001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/01/nighttime-musings.html' title='Nighttime Musings &lt;(&quot;)'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-261762375687053943</id><published>2010-01-10T19:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T19:30:42.713-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>Teen Girls' Daybook Week 9</title><content type='html'>{The picture wasn't working ): }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date... Sunday, January 10, 2010&lt;br /&gt;Starting time... 7:24 PM&lt;br /&gt;Mood... impartial&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window... it is vert dark and snowy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking... about an MLIA i need to post&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading... HP6&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to... HP3 the movie. "Mischeif Managed!"&lt;br /&gt;I'm wearing... pink and orange peace pants and an old soccer camp tee shirt&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I... stayed up until 1 am playing JumpStart First Grade. i like where my life is.&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited for... the new sidebar stuff that Cornet Crazie made!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad because... my aunt's funeral is on the day and time of the geography bee.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry for... chocolate chip cookies made by my mom&lt;br /&gt;The song stuck inside my head is... the Harry Potter theme&lt;br /&gt;I want... to be left alone tonight&lt;br /&gt;I love... my followers (:&lt;br /&gt;I loathe... my slow slow computer&lt;br /&gt;This week, my goal is... to have fun and follow through&lt;br /&gt;Did I meet last week's goal?... not nessessarily... *smiles slyly*&lt;br /&gt;Ending time... 7:30 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{my signature isn't working either}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-261762375687053943?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/261762375687053943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/01/teen-girls-daybook-week-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/261762375687053943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/261762375687053943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/01/teen-girls-daybook-week-9.html' title='Teen Girls&apos; Daybook Week 9'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-8901226193530194170</id><published>2010-01-08T22:57:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T00:46:26.009-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='power of the pen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Some things don't deserve a title. This apparently isn't one of them.</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow will be the best day of my life. I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to say, and I'll explode if I don't say it all. But that just isn't possible; there is too much. And I can't put it into words. Not even the greatest writer could make it feasible. Not even the fastest typer could get it all down in less than a lifetime. If I laugh, I'll cry. If I cry, I'll never stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small things.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in my school's geography bee. Yaaayyy, I guess. I don't like crowds, speaking in front of crowds, or having people stare at me. But I need to do this.&lt;br /&gt;Next, I'm going to the Power of the Pen writing competition on February 5th representing my school with some of my friends. It was originally scheduled for yesterday, January 7, but due to snow and stuff it got rescheduled for today. Guess what? Even more snow. It snowed for 24 hours, as I recall. Anyway, now it's in February.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a snow day, and I went sledding with my two best friends. AT NIGHT. It was &lt;em&gt;amazing &lt;/em&gt;and so much fun. Then we went to Skyline, which was cool because one of my bff's step dad is the manager/owner or something. And it was empty. The whole night was great, except I hurt my butt hitting a piece (chunk!) of ice. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, some bigger news, my father's aunt, whom I call Aunt Sadie, passed away today around 5 o'clock. She was diagnosed with cancer a few months ago, and has been having ups and downs. She was having one of her worse days, and me and my sister got a call shortly after getting home from school. I tried to go on with what I was doing, and I know that was awful of me, but I couldn't cope if I let myself succumb to the grief. It doesn't seem real that there is now one less life in my world, one less person for me to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a romance movie marathon. It's making me feel warm, fuzzy, and depressed. But... good? I can't express how much I love movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNpUdSrZ1I/AAAAAAAAACw/fh5lNUNHz9o/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-8901226193530194170?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/8901226193530194170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/01/some-things-dont-deserve-title-this.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/8901226193530194170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/8901226193530194170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/01/some-things-dont-deserve-title-this.html' title='Some things don&apos;t deserve a title. This apparently isn&apos;t one of them.'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-2766582876358315747</id><published>2010-01-03T00:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T11:15:19.738-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>Teen Girls' Daybook Week 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S0AtHUj7H1I/AAAAAAAAAIg/FsPWZLxTIWk/s1600-h/teengirlsdaybook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 154px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422383555155795794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S0AtHUj7H1I/AAAAAAAAAIg/FsPWZLxTIWk/s200/teengirlsdaybook.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Date... Sunday, January 3, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Starting time... 11:06 AM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mood... tired and annoyed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outside my window... the creek is frozen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm thinking... about my mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm reading... HP6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm listening to... the faucet running&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm wearing... aeropostale night monkey pj's and brown aero jacket&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday, I... watched Gone With the Wind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm excited for... our new Sims game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sad because... I have to go to school tomorrow and get bottom braces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm hungry for... chocolate pancakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The song stuck inside my head is... "I wanna make love right now, now, now!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want... pancakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love... my new Delia's comforter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loathe... the word 'ajar'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This week, my goal is... to not be so addicted to the Internet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did I meet last week's goal?... yes, as best as i could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ending time... 11:11 AM (make a wish)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-2766582876358315747?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/2766582876358315747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/01/teen-girls-daybook-week-8.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2766582876358315747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2766582876358315747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2010/01/teen-girls-daybook-week-8.html' title='Teen Girls&apos; Daybook Week 8'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/S0AtHUj7H1I/AAAAAAAAAIg/FsPWZLxTIWk/s72-c/teengirlsdaybook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-2632790848851003637</id><published>2009-12-30T22:23:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T23:32:28.438-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new years'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Last Post of 2009!</title><content type='html'>I'm so excited for the New Year! I thought 2009 was amazing, but according to my yearly horoscope, I just went through &lt;em&gt;bad &lt;/em&gt;years. And 2010 is going to be much better for me! I didn't think the last few years were &lt;em&gt;bad, &lt;/em&gt;but now looking back I guess they were kind of hard. But now I'm stronger, deeper, and much more mature. I can't wait to see what next year has in store. Apparently, people will be drawn to me- friends, family, and classmates- at random points through the year. That sounds awesome; more attention for me (I get overlooked... a lot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some amazing New Year's Eve dresses that I wish I was wearing tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 127px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421241568690568690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/Szwee9dh_fI/AAAAAAAAAIA/57QsBTAQPl4/s200/nye+dress.png" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SzwjjzJrDWI/AAAAAAAAAII/1WqKJHfR-78/s1600-h/nye+dress2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 164px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421247149380406626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SzwjjzJrDWI/AAAAAAAAAII/1WqKJHfR-78/s200/nye+dress2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SzwnaBU1xzI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/s2mVAFal2HA/s1600-h/nye+look2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 164px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421251379433162546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SzwnaBU1xzI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/s2mVAFal2HA/s200/nye+look2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SzwnlSy1mZI/AAAAAAAAAIY/_PIfyURwjxI/s1600-h/nye+look.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 164px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421251573100943762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SzwnlSy1mZI/AAAAAAAAAIY/_PIfyURwjxI/s200/nye+look.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(the third and fourth pictures I designed on looklet.com. my account is HereIsYourVerse)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm actually wearing (probably) a sparkly sequined top from Forever 21, dark skinny jeans, a dark gray cami, and either black flats or grey wrinkled ankle boots. Is anyone wearing something glam and fabulous? Preferably silver, preferably sequined (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's all blow out 2009 with a bang and welcome 2010 with a louder one, the start of a new decade and even more fond memories and adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS. It's also the year I turn 13!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-2632790848851003637?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/2632790848851003637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-post-of-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2632790848851003637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2632790848851003637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-post-of-2009.html' title='Last Post of 2009!'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/Szwee9dh_fI/AAAAAAAAAIA/57QsBTAQPl4/s72-c/nye+dress.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-7690472917829383234</id><published>2009-12-26T14:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T15:18:34.954-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SzZqqV1VjlI/AAAAAAAAAHg/XFTY93tIX7w/s1600-h/teengirlsdaybook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419636477234875986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SzZqqV1VjlI/AAAAAAAAAHg/XFTY93tIX7w/s320/teengirlsdaybook.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Date.... Saturday, December 26, 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Starting Time.... 2:58 PM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mood.... tired ( i woke up at 1 *grins smugly*), happily content&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outside my window.... the sun is shining&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm thinking.... about tiny arms (i&lt;3snl)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm reading.... nothing at the moment. about to start HP6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm listening to.... a Burger King commercial. Well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm wearing.... my pink aeropostale pjs and an aeropostale sweatshirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday, I.... had an amazing Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm excited for.... seeing Nine tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sad because.... I feel like a hobo and I don't wanna take a shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm hungry for.... a milkshake. Chocolate (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The song stuck inside my head is.... the Virgins- Private Affair, and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Diandre Colls- What Up With That?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want.... to be inside the What Up With That skit. its crazy in ther.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love.... the dancing red sweatsuit man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loathe.... distractions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This week, my goal is.... to have an awesome time with my cousins on Monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did I meet last week's goal?.... Finally, YES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ending time.... 3:17 PM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-7690472917829383234?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/7690472917829383234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/12/date.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/7690472917829383234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/7690472917829383234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/12/date.html' title=''/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SzZqqV1VjlI/AAAAAAAAAHg/XFTY93tIX7w/s72-c/teengirlsdaybook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-723149008088401484</id><published>2009-12-25T23:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T23:57:36.107-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>The True Meaning of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SzWWqErXLMI/AAAAAAAAAHY/huqEeiGJGZ8/s1600-h/santaeve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419403376164547778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SzWWqErXLMI/AAAAAAAAAHY/huqEeiGJGZ8/s320/santaeve.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house&lt;br /&gt;Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.&lt;br /&gt;The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,&lt;br /&gt;In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children were nestled all snug in their beds,&lt;br /&gt;While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.&lt;br /&gt;And momma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,&lt;br /&gt;Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,&lt;br /&gt;I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.&lt;br /&gt;Away to the window I flew like a flash,&lt;br /&gt;Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow&lt;br /&gt;Gave the luster of mid-day to objects below.&lt;br /&gt;When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,&lt;br /&gt;But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a little old driver, so lively and quick,&lt;br /&gt;I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.&lt;br /&gt;More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,&lt;br /&gt;And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now Dasher! now, Dancer! Now, Prancer and Vixen!&lt;br /&gt;On, Comet! On, Cupid! On, on Donner and Blitzen!&lt;br /&gt;To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!&lt;br /&gt;Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,&lt;br /&gt;When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.&lt;br /&gt;So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,&lt;br /&gt;With the sleigh full of Toys, and St Nicholas too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof&lt;br /&gt;The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.&lt;br /&gt;As I drew in my head, and was turning around,&lt;br /&gt;Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,&lt;br /&gt;And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.&lt;br /&gt;A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,&lt;br /&gt;And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!&lt;br /&gt;His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!&lt;br /&gt;His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,&lt;br /&gt;And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,&lt;br /&gt;And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.&lt;br /&gt;He had a broad face and a little round belly,&lt;br /&gt;That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,&lt;br /&gt;And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!&lt;br /&gt;A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,&lt;br /&gt;Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,&lt;br /&gt;And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;And laying his finger aside of his nose,&lt;br /&gt;And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,&lt;br /&gt;And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.&lt;br /&gt;But I heard him exclaim, 'ere he drove out of sight,&lt;br /&gt;"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas needs no explanation. It is warm, loving, comfortable, and simple. You can give and receive, or cook and celebrate all you want, but take time to slow down and think about the real meaning of Christmas, the 'reason for the season.' Christmas is traditional, it is everlasting, it is familiar. Keep Christmas in your hearts, minds and souls, and don't forget. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;I hope you took the time to read the poem above. It's a classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I got a laptop. What did &lt;em&gt;you &lt;/em&gt;get?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-723149008088401484?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/723149008088401484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/12/true-meaning-of-christmas.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/723149008088401484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/723149008088401484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/12/true-meaning-of-christmas.html' title='The True Meaning of Christmas'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SzWWqErXLMI/AAAAAAAAAHY/huqEeiGJGZ8/s72-c/santaeve.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-2901660926538565959</id><published>2009-12-24T13:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T13:48:38.005-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Happy Christmas Eve!!</title><content type='html'>Lately I haven’t felt like blogging for some reason, and I feel bad about leaving you in the dark about the goings-on in my life. A few things have happened lately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I went to a super-awesome Christmas bash at my friend Molly’s house.&lt;br /&gt;2. A picture I took of a baby panda at the San Diego Zoo is being considered for an online brochure about San Diego destinations (see the picture: &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/42311910@N05/3905392920/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/42311910@N05/3905392920/&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;3. I found out that my grandpa’s sister, Aunt Sadie, is in the hospital with a rare type of heart cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party was sick! We made pizzas, watched movies (“17 Again” and “The Clique”), stayed up till 3:30 playing “Would You Rather,” and had a crazy dance-off/fashion show. In. Sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an email on Tuesday telling me that Schmap San Diego is considering my Flickr photo that I took of a panda to be featured in a brochure about different places around San Diego. I’ll get recognition, yet under a penname (I’m not putting my name out there for creepers!), and no payment. I wouldn’t have accepted payment anyway, for other reasons than just ethics. I’m so excited, though, and if my photo makes the cut they’ll email me the finished product. It will be on the page about the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, my father’s aunt has been in the hospital for over a month with a rare form of cancer, which I believe is of the heart. She is on a feeding tube and is moved back and forth between hospitals by ambulance. She looked great when we visited her yesterday, but it would be greatly appreciated if you kept her in your thoughts and prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. We still don't have snow! Looks like no white Christmas for us... and no sledding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;I wers warshin’ my hands when the alians came through that ther winder and scooped up Old Man Jenkins like a piece’a fire wood. I just kept on warshin’ my hands like nothing had happened. It was all just a big misunderstandin’.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-2901660926538565959?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/2901660926538565959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/12/lately-i-havent-felt-like-blogging-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2901660926538565959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2901660926538565959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/12/lately-i-havent-felt-like-blogging-for.html' title='Happy Christmas Eve!!'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-9024318477326047576</id><published>2009-12-19T11:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T11:23:40.360-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>Teen Girl's Daybook Week 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/Syz98AymPjI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/h1j6vBM_YL4/s1600-h/tgd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416983659266063922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/Syz98AymPjI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/h1j6vBM_YL4/s320/tgd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Date... Saturday, December 19, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Starting time... 9:51 AM&lt;br /&gt;Mood...Tired, apprehensive/excited.&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window... SNOW SNOW SNOW!&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking... about how I need to be alone&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading... I SHOULD be reading Bounce, but I left it at school for ALL of winter break! (HP5) I'm listening to... shuffling papers&lt;br /&gt;I'm wearing... pink soccer ball pajama pants, Fudpucker’s mirror tee&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I... watched Pixar Animated Short Films. Yes, I was a special(:&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited for... dinner at my grandparents’ tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad because... my mom’s going to make me pose for Christmas pictures. I love modeling, but hate Christmas pictures&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry for... pancakes&lt;br /&gt;The song stuck inside my head is... Hot Air Balloon- Owl city&lt;br /&gt;I want... tonight to be fun! And a fireplace would be nice…&lt;br /&gt;I love... that little puppy of mine(:&lt;br /&gt;I loathe... how this book will never be finished ):&lt;br /&gt;This week, my goal is... TO FINISH HP5!&lt;br /&gt;Did I meet last week's goal?... no, grumble grumble&lt;br /&gt;Ending time... 10:03 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-9024318477326047576?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/9024318477326047576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/12/teen-girls-daybook-week-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/9024318477326047576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/9024318477326047576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/12/teen-girls-daybook-week-6.html' title='Teen Girl&apos;s Daybook Week 6'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/Syz98AymPjI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/h1j6vBM_YL4/s72-c/tgd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-6448565269728236979</id><published>2009-12-14T16:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T16:46:26.141-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinchillas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='underappreciated'/><title type='text'>I Feel Sorry for Mailboxes.</title><content type='html'>They just sit outside all alone in the dark watching the cars of people who have somewhere to be go by.&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone else find it odd that my best thinking happens whilst I'm trying to fall asleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science class today was surprisingly über fun. While we were taking notes on types of minerals, me and mah random buddy Will (Alejandro) were giving names to the minerals without labels- Seethroughite, Willium, Breanite, SoshinyIwanttostealitum. Then Hales made me inhale the chinchilla. Why, i ask?&lt;br /&gt;We had a fiesta in Spanish for Navidad and my cupcakes were a hit! Their deranged, mildly Spanish-themed decorations were too. Ay, Ca rumba. But the only main food substance someone signed up to bring was taco soup and THEY DIDN'T. So we didn't get lunch today, except for chips 'n' salsa and cupcakes. The sopapillas didn't count because they were, well, mediocre, due to the fact that I don't like cinnamon. Yea, that's why.&lt;br /&gt;Recess was muy fantastico! (Mrs. B is getting to me. *shudders*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much else to say. I wish words came more easily, then my novel might be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-6448565269728236979?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/6448565269728236979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-feel-sorry-for-mailboxes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/6448565269728236979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/6448565269728236979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-feel-sorry-for-mailboxes.html' title='I Feel Sorry for Mailboxes.'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-310156970731145222</id><published>2009-12-13T13:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T16:21:55.794-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>I Love the Killers</title><content type='html'>the Killers are my new favorite band, along with All-American Rejects and the Ting Tings.&lt;br /&gt;you can find a Killers song for almost every moment of your life! having a Febreze War? Smile Like You Mean It. it is upbeat and you definately smile. getting into a fight at school? Spaceman. also upbeat, but like a lot of their songs has a hint of sadness to it that makes you want to stare out a window with a pity-worthy look on your face. thinking about someone? Romeo and Juliet. its sweet and makes a hint of a smile attach to your face. running through a field? Sam's Town. i could go on. just listen to them, and you'll fall in love. they make you feel like the only thing is music and you're free to be. when you're listening to them, the world melts around you and you think about things inspiring and wonderful. they are my inspiration. someday i am making a movie with only their music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNpUdSrZ1I/AAAAAAAAACw/fh5lNUNHz9o/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-310156970731145222?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/310156970731145222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-killers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/310156970731145222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/310156970731145222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-killers.html' title='I Love the Killers'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-6680576557098484903</id><published>2009-12-13T12:42:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T13:00:38.508-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>Teen Girl's Daybook Week 5</title><content type='html'>OMG! yesturday in all the excitement of getting ready for our Christmas party i COMPLETELY forgot about the daybook! don't hate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414778886720487618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SyUotXBCgMI/AAAAAAAAAHI/5WnBGJzOlYI/s320/tgd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Want to do the Teen Girl's Daybook? Find out how &lt;a href="http://ohorsefeathers.blogspot.com/2009/09/teen-girls-daybook-week-1.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Date... Saturday, December 13, 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Starting time... 12:55 PM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mood... excited&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outside my window... the creek is 10 feet wide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm thinking... about the cupcakes to be decorated at Grace's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm reading... Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm listening to... the heater. and its still freezing in here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm wearing... skinny jeans, argyle socks, white cami, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;forever21 black top, pink aeropostale sweatshirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday, I... had a Febreze war!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm excited for... decorating cupcakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sad because... this song is so amazing but has a hint of grief. it gives me this wierd feeling that i love in the middle of my stomach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm hungry for... cuppcakesss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The song stuck inside my head is... a Killers song that i dont know the name to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want... a cupcake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love... cupcakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loathe... the need to pee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This week, my goal is... to finish HP5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did I meet last week's goal?... not at all ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ending time... 1:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-6680576557098484903?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/6680576557098484903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/12/teen-girls-daybook-week-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/6680576557098484903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/6680576557098484903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/12/teen-girls-daybook-week-5.html' title='Teen Girl&apos;s Daybook Week 5'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SyUotXBCgMI/AAAAAAAAAHI/5WnBGJzOlYI/s72-c/tgd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-5742574081308059813</id><published>2009-12-10T20:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T20:36:45.723-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scared'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Dear Jesus, I'm Scared</title><content type='html'>I don't know what to do. I need help.&lt;br /&gt;____________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has anyone ever told you a secret that could ruin their lives if it got out? literally? as in expulsion?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how to help. if i dont tell someone, i might explode. this is bad, majorly bad. it was a foolish thing to do, yet brave. but very irresponsible trust-wise. i cant even think about what could happen if they got caught. Jesus, guide me. I'm scared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-5742574081308059813?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/5742574081308059813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/12/dear-jesus-i-scared.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/5742574081308059813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/5742574081308059813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/12/dear-jesus-i-scared.html' title='Dear Jesus, I&amp;#39;m Scared'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-547427806065315246</id><published>2009-12-09T16:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T17:07:45.391-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='underappreciated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Freedom</title><content type='html'>Eep! I'm free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMfrappingG. if i explained it to you, it wouldn't sound to bad. but trust me, if you were stuck in a science lab with an insanely monotone woman who pronounces color as "collar" for 45 minutes, you would draw cartoon radishes too. me and meg maintained our sanity by playing with blocks and making faces every time the teacher called me Bre. is Breanne so long you have to shorten it to Bre? and her monotonous little voice lingers on the E and gives it a sound of finality that makes you think her sentence is over when it isn't. i enjoyed the poster exclaming "The Magic of Ice" though. ((sigh)) do i really care about phosphates and turbidity?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I'm free, free, free. and its snowing. with 50 mph winds. cross your appendages and hope it sticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SyAeyJDV-iI/AAAAAAAAAGw/f_9tvTEtYHM/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413360598871570978" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SyAeyJDV-iI/AAAAAAAAAGw/f_9tvTEtYHM/s320/breanne.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-547427806065315246?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/547427806065315246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/12/freedom.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/547427806065315246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/547427806065315246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/12/freedom.html' title='Freedom'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SyAeyJDV-iI/AAAAAAAAAGw/f_9tvTEtYHM/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-6930745724952574448</id><published>2009-12-08T20:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T20:58:36.701-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Tag From Cornet Crazie</title><content type='html'>well. I'm watching "a year without a Santa Claus" and the little boy, Ignacius, asks Santa if he believes in Santa Claus. he takes a pause, some music starts, and he says, "why, yes. yes i do." another pause... anddd.... he breaks into song. about himself. can you say &lt;em&gt;conceited?&lt;/em&gt; i just thought that was funny, and i love this movie.&lt;br /&gt;mmm that's some good hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a Christmas-y tag from Cornet Crazie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you believe Jesus is the reason for the season?&lt;br /&gt;Heaven yes! without him, Christmas wouldn't exist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you ever been in a Christmas Play? What were you?&lt;br /&gt;Yesirree! i was a little lamb in kindergarten, and a reindeer in preschool. i sang a song in both(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.What is your favorite thing you get in you stocking?&lt;br /&gt;i usually get an iTunes gift card in my stocking, but last year i got a new ipod, which was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your best Christmas memory?&lt;br /&gt;i know there's a lot! in the kindergarten Christmas play, i played a little lamb, and on the day of the school performance, not the parent one, thank goodness, i forgot to wear my white sweater and khakis, so i was a lamb with a red torso and blue legs... heh, heh.&lt;br /&gt;i also loved going over to my aunt's house with all of our cousins and making cookies with icing and sprinkles, and seeing Santa and exchanging gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your favorite Christmas beverage?&lt;br /&gt;Hot chocolate! I'm drinking it right now from my favorite mug! its black and says CHICAGOthemusical in red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you put on your tree top?&lt;br /&gt;A star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Where do you get your tree?&lt;br /&gt;Mars. and if they're out, Neptune usually has overruns.&lt;br /&gt;just kidding, obviously. we have fake ones that we use every year. lame, i know. no pine scent fills my home ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you go somewhere for Christmas or do you host?&lt;br /&gt;We stay home, but visit relatives around Christmas, usually the local family before and the Land of Cleve family after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you have any traditions?&lt;br /&gt;a big Christmas breakfast, and Taco Bell dinner Christmas Eve. Mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How much do you like Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;l............................................this much!................................l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you do on Christmas Eve?&lt;br /&gt;Go to the Christmas Eve mass and have Taco Bell afterwards. pretty sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What do you do on Christmas Day?&lt;br /&gt;we get up around 8, open and play with our presents, and then have a big eggs'n'bacon breakfast(: sometimes pudding cups, those are nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your favorite Christmas song?&lt;br /&gt;I like "Light the Advent Candle," "Winter Wonderland," and "Jingle Bells."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you really want for a gift this year?&lt;br /&gt;i already got my Snuggie on St. Nick's Day, but I'd like Ratatouille and Some Like It Hot on DVD. there's more, but those especially&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Favorite treat?&lt;br /&gt;Christmas cookies. making them ourselves is so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you usually have a white Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;Usually, but not always. i love a good white Christmas, its not the same without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What was the worst present you've ever gotten?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure. it makes me sad when i get a present that i never wear or don't use, it breaks my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who's your favorite reindeer?&lt;br /&gt;Prancer. we have a lot in common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. The Christmas present you always wanted but never got?&lt;br /&gt;not sure. probably a hamster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What are your favorite Christmas movies?&lt;br /&gt;the old movies like "a Year Without a Santa Claus," "Santa Claus is Coming to Town," and "Rudolf the Red-Nosed Reindeer." i also like "a Mickey Mouse Christmas."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Last one. What is the best thing about Christmas to you?&lt;br /&gt;Christmas morning and seeing my family. everyone is so excited, and its always so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Tag anyone who celebrates Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i believe in Santaaa Claaaaus..... like i believe in LOOOOOVE!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-6930745724952574448?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/6930745724952574448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-tag-from-cornet-crazie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/6930745724952574448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/6930745724952574448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-tag-from-cornet-crazie.html' title='Christmas Tag From Cornet Crazie'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-69151353792888042</id><published>2009-12-07T16:59:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T18:25:01.968-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinchillas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Snowy Day Stories</title><content type='html'>Today was the first snow of the year! and with it came many odd adventures involving mailboxes, art projects, and icy trechery.&lt;br /&gt;When i woke up, i noticed the snow outside my window. it wasnt much, but it was SNOW! On my way to school, the roads were so icy and the truck in front of us was slipping and sliding into the side ditch. it was hilarious. but pertaining to the immense traffic, i was fifteen minutes late even when taking a detour. but the secretary told me no one was late today because of the ice (ice baby). Sorry, i had to!&lt;br /&gt;to make matters worse, as soon as i walked into homeroom, i realized that i had left my art project (a self-portrait of myself, pics eventually) on my dining room table. Whoopee. so i went to the office to call mi madre.&lt;br /&gt;i punched in her oh so complicated phone number, and this is what i heard:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "doo dee doo dum dum..."&lt;br /&gt;(phone is answered)&lt;br /&gt;Call Reciever: "Heh."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Mom?"&lt;br /&gt;CR: "Whah?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Hello?"&lt;br /&gt;CR: Hollo?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Mom, Hello?"&lt;br /&gt;CR: "Mah? Holla."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, i had called a mexican child by mistake. Huh. i hung up when i realized what had happened, while the ghost-pale kid waiting behind me was sweating and breathing heavily with some kind of spur-of-the-moment illness that came about, what, twenty minutes ago? so i redial and get mother dearest's voicemail. after leaving the shortest, sweetest message i can manage and trudge back to class.&lt;br /&gt;After one step into the door, my teacher says, "Breanne, back down," holding the envelope for the office out to me. my job this week was to be the unpaid pageboy, running down 3 flights of stairs to get the delivery to the office ASAP, then running BACK UP equally as fast so as not to miss first period. The secretary told me my mom was coming soon when i gave her the envelope, so that was a load off.&lt;br /&gt;school was great, i made lotsa people laugh, and my art project arrived safely! (claps for self) but science class was crazy. this one kid, we'll call him Nicolas, really wanted to hold the chinchilla. so, me, meg, and lex tried to grab the chinchilla, Eore, out of his 3-level cage. lex got him up to the third layer, and was about to grab him when he jumped onto the floor. people were screaming and slamming the doors so he couldnt excape, while we all ran around trying to catch this little gray wisp of fur. lex finally managed to catch him after he ran under a cabinet. she gave it to me, and i TRIED to show dear nicky how to hold it. guess what, animal-lovers? he dropped it.&lt;br /&gt;i caught him again from behind Mrs. C's desk, and gave him to nick again (probably not my best idea). bet you can't assume what came next. &lt;em&gt;He dropped it again.&lt;/em&gt; but, wait for it.... i caught it while it was in the air. with one hand. (cheers) Yay! then i didnt trust nick enough (neither did Eore), so i kept the little trooper. nicolas almost started crying because the chinch didnt like him, so i told him chinchillas were afraid of dogs, and it smelled his dog. that made him feel much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, back on topic. when my mom picked me up, all the snow had melted, and you would have never guessed all that chaos had been caused. Mommy told me that a school bus had gotten stuck on a hill, and made tracks in the grass. the school bus recovery team (for lack of a better name) had to take out the mailbox to save the bus and get the little urchins to school. so, we dont have a mailbox until "the people'' pay for us to replace it. wow, this post is geting long.&lt;br /&gt;needless to say, the snow didnt stick, and now we are stuck back in a sunny damp holiday just like last year. ((sigh)) cross your fingers. we need snow. Woe is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-69151353792888042?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/69151353792888042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/12/snowy-day-stories.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/69151353792888042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/69151353792888042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/12/snowy-day-stories.html' title='Snowy Day Stories'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-5028873245350943485</id><published>2009-12-06T18:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T18:38:34.922-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>Chicago and Teen Girl's Daybook, Week 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe I haven’t posted in a week. that’s sad.but today im seeing Chicago the play and im soo excited! I love that movie and its many musical numbers!! don’t make me choose a favorite.... but if I had to ([;) I’d choose the cell block tango or.. I don’t know. I love them all. here's the daybook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412271577220372530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SxxAUvQp2DI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6Xq50nWDRl0/s320/tgd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Want to do the Teen Girl's Daybook? Find out how &lt;a href="http://ohorsefeathers.blogspot.com/2009/09/teen-girls-daybook-week-1.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Date... Saturday, December 5, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Starting time... 3:32 PM&lt;br /&gt;Mood... excited/nervous&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window... there is caution tape /:&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking... they both, they both, they both reached for the gun, for the GUN!&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading... Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to... my dad clicking on his laptop&lt;br /&gt;I'm wearing... sweat pants, splattered tee, and brown Aero jacket&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I... played basketball (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited for... Chicago the musical and St. Nick's Day!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad because... I don’t know how to wear my hair&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry for... A DANG MILKSHAKE!&lt;br /&gt;The song stuck inside my head is... All You Need Is Love by the Beatles&lt;br /&gt;I want... my St Nick's presents&lt;br /&gt;I love... my new shirt from Sax 5th&lt;br /&gt;I loathe... my hair&lt;br /&gt;This week, my goal is... to get a good chunk of my novel done and to finish HP5&lt;br /&gt;Did I meet last week's goal?... yes!&lt;br /&gt;Ending time... 3:36 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( I wrote this post yesterday, but my computer was being emotional so I couldn’t post it. Chicago was so fun, and Fred Casely’s actor/dancer, Brent Hueser, was really hot!! Six feet six inches of pure beauty…. And I got a mug, and a tee shirt! But sadly, it lies. On the front it says Not Guilty, but that’s another post.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNpUdSrZ1I/AAAAAAAAACw/fh5lNUNHz9o/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-5028873245350943485?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/5028873245350943485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/5028873245350943485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/5028873245350943485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='Chicago and Teen Girl&apos;s Daybook, Week 4'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SxxAUvQp2DI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6Xq50nWDRl0/s72-c/tgd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-1453030267012079170</id><published>2009-11-28T12:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T12:44:31.494-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>Teen Girl's Daybook, Week 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409209778599597922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SxFfomj_l2I/AAAAAAAAAGA/v-9SuCN-s1A/s200/tgd.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Want to do the Teen Girl's Daybook? Find out how &lt;a style="COLOR: #50771e; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://ohorsefeathers.blogspot.com/2009/09/teen-girls-daybook-week-1.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Date... Saturday, November 28, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Starting time... 12:38 PM&lt;br /&gt;Mood... awful&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window... i can see the party house clearly (no leaves!)&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking... about how bad my head hurts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm reading... Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm listening to... my dad putting dishes away&lt;br /&gt;I'm wearing... universe pjs and monkey sweatshirt (:&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I... decorated the Christmas tree!&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited for... St. Nick's Day&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad because... i have school on Monday&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry for... some Motrin pills&lt;br /&gt;The song stuck inside my head is... Hey Jude by the Beatles&lt;br /&gt;I want... for yesturday to have never ended.&lt;br /&gt;I love... my dog's floppy ears&lt;br /&gt;I loathe... being alone. and school&lt;br /&gt;This week, my goal is... to not go through the week in a daze like last school week&lt;br /&gt;Did I meet last week's goal?... kind of. mostly&lt;br /&gt;Ending time... 12:44 PM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-1453030267012079170?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/1453030267012079170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/teen-girls-daybook-week-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/1453030267012079170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/1453030267012079170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/teen-girls-daybook-week-3.html' title='Teen Girl&apos;s Daybook, Week 3'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SxFfomj_l2I/AAAAAAAAAGA/v-9SuCN-s1A/s72-c/tgd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-120141247630289032</id><published>2009-11-27T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T22:54:04.134-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Oh, Cristmas Tree, Oh, Christmas Tree!</title><content type='html'>I can almost hear the golden ballerina saying, “I vaunt to be next to &lt;em&gt;mi amour&lt;/em&gt;!” as I place her gingerly by the lopsided snowman. Her smile gets one watt brighter, if possible, but I might have imagined that.&lt;br /&gt; After I’ve moved Santa-bears away from Santa-cats, princesses closer to princes, and cowboys under wild animals, I stand back to admire my handiwork. The tree glistens in a rainbow of lights, but I can’t help notice the small patch of blank, uncovered green near the top.&lt;br /&gt; A tiny voice inside my head starts whispering, “Over here! Here!” A little rabbit sits alone on the dining room table with wide eyes and a hopeful expression. He looks perfect in the place of honor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My Christmas tree is up at last, and not a moment too soon! Christmas fever has been spreading through my family all day. My sister and I worked on our wish lists today, and I started on my ‘give list’. I’m so very excited, also because St. Nicholas Day is next Saturday, December 5! Or is it the 6… I don’t care! I just know it’s soon. And that is enough for me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas is in: 28 days.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNpUdSrZ1I/AAAAAAAAACw/fh5lNUNHz9o/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-120141247630289032?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/120141247630289032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-cristmas-tree-oh-christmas-tree.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/120141247630289032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/120141247630289032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-cristmas-tree-oh-christmas-tree.html' title='Oh, Cristmas Tree, Oh, Christmas Tree!'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-2552256629556313720</id><published>2009-11-26T14:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T23:32:26.788-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/Sw9UhTJffOI/AAAAAAAAAF4/vYcpFeZwuFE/s1600/thanksgiving+banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408634608547757282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/Sw9UhTJffOI/AAAAAAAAAF4/vYcpFeZwuFE/s200/thanksgiving+banner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Thanksgiving, Bloggers! Sorry this post is so late... We have so much to be thankful for this year. Here are just a few things that I’m giving thanks for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My ABCs and 123s, because so many people don’t know theirs.&lt;br /&gt;My family, because without them I wouldn’t be the person I am now.&lt;br /&gt;My amazing friends, because we’ve shared so many laughs that I would be empty without.&lt;br /&gt;Good books, because rainy Sundays wouldn’t be half as inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;Movies, because we all need a smile.&lt;br /&gt;Photography, to capture the world’s greatness without disturbing the world’s greatness.&lt;br /&gt;And, of course, God, because He has given me everything I know and love.&lt;br /&gt;Brownies, those Eeep! moments, the smells of wine and rain, crisp mornings, sunny nooks, a pair of blue eyes, the internet, Blogger, all my nice things, outlet malls, that one great purchase, gifts, giving and receiving, Harry Potter, traveling, soft breezes, sandy beaches, home decorating, animals and plants, the stars above, Christmas, pine tree scent, giggle-fits, the happy bits, being at ease, serene bliss, running, my health, crying, ideas, converse, my warm snuggly puppy, and much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, some people don’t have much to be thankful for. We can help by simply donating, participating, giving a gift, or even giving a smile. This holiday season, let’s try to make someone’s day a little brighter. You’ll be glad you did, and that warm fuzzy feeling stays for ages. Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;If this Thanksgiving has made me realize anything, it’s that we should be grateful for every moment we have, because our lives are fairly short in the larger scheme of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know we all have special holiday memories (: No matter if they’re good, bad or funny, they always bring a smile to our faces. Whether it’s a tear-filled smirk, or a bright cheery grin, you decide. Today didn’t have too many casualties, except mother dearest kept calling our family friend’s father Mr. Smith (name has been changed). But it was filled with good friends, family, and delicious food! I think my mom put it best when she said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If [your stomach] doesn’t hurt, you didn’t eat enough.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are your family's favorite holiday memories?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-2552256629556313720?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/2552256629556313720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2552256629556313720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2552256629556313720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/Sw9UhTJffOI/AAAAAAAAAF4/vYcpFeZwuFE/s72-c/thanksgiving+banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-1477918232158946616</id><published>2009-11-24T16:37:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:49:56.287-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='converse'/><title type='text'>Inspiration Can Hit Anywhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SwxUSSb_fOI/AAAAAAAAAFw/xHpz7QqUWw4/s1600/new+purse,+converse+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407789925728746722" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SwxUSSb_fOI/AAAAAAAAAFw/xHpz7QqUWw4/s200/new+purse,+converse+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rolling on the ground with my puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SwxUKpjjwEI/AAAAAAAAAFo/4FQ4BdrHRys/s1600/redmicrophone+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407789794495545410" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SwxUKpjjwEI/AAAAAAAAAFo/4FQ4BdrHRys/s200/redmicrophone+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing Rockband with the fam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[you can click the pictures to make them bigger. they're pretty small ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-1477918232158946616?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/1477918232158946616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/inspiration-can-hit-anywhere.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/1477918232158946616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/1477918232158946616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/inspiration-can-hit-anywhere.html' title='Inspiration Can Hit Anywhere'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SwxUSSb_fOI/AAAAAAAAAFw/xHpz7QqUWw4/s72-c/new+purse,+converse+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-5285591889827839451</id><published>2009-11-24T16:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T18:46:36.598-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='converse'/><title type='text'>(sniff, sniff)</title><content type='html'>i wish i could capture the smell of strawberries...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SwxOLYmw0BI/AAAAAAAAAFg/kCqIjH4MA10/s1600/eye-crying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407783210055684114" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SwxOLYmw0BI/AAAAAAAAAFg/kCqIjH4MA10/s200/eye-crying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're just so darn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-5285591889827839451?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/5285591889827839451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/sniff-sniff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/5285591889827839451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/5285591889827839451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/sniff-sniff.html' title='(sniff, sniff)'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SwxOLYmw0BI/AAAAAAAAAFg/kCqIjH4MA10/s72-c/eye-crying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-273705471351884264</id><published>2009-11-22T11:33:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T12:10:09.721-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>Teen Girl's Daybook, Week 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/Swlucm-RfRI/AAAAAAAAAFY/sIwvLOS3qJM/s1600/tgd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406974265412123922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/Swlucm-RfRI/AAAAAAAAAFY/sIwvLOS3qJM/s200/tgd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Want to do the Teen Girl's Daybook? Find out how &lt;a href="http://ohorsefeathers.blogspot.com/2009/here09/teen-girls-daybook-week-1.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Date... 11/22/09&lt;br /&gt;Starting time... 12:03 AM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mood... jittery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outside my window... bright sunny day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm thinking... that i cant land on a thought&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm reading... the sweet, terrible, glorious year i truly, completely lost it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm listening to... CSI:NY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm wearing... red reindeer pants and a green panda sweatshirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday, I... saw new moon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm excited for... my week of vacation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sad because... i have to finish a whole Lit. project this week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm hungry for... mashed potatoes and rolls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The song stuck inside my head is... "under the milky way toniiiight..." (i dont know the title)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want... to just sit and watch tv&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love... music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loathe... when people try so hard to do something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nice for someone who doesnt appreciate it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This week, my goal is... to write my short story about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Liv and Tahone, two six-year-old pirates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did I meet last week's goal?... sort of...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ending time... 12:09 PM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-273705471351884264?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/273705471351884264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/teen-girls-daybook-week-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/273705471351884264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/273705471351884264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/teen-girls-daybook-week-2.html' title='Teen Girl&apos;s Daybook, Week 2'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/Swlucm-RfRI/AAAAAAAAAFY/sIwvLOS3qJM/s72-c/tgd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-1662125419247141845</id><published>2009-11-22T11:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T11:32:48.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was rubbing a half-full mug of hot cocoa on my arms to stay warm; it was literally that freezing here. Watching ‘House Hunters International’ while blogging in my gangster pants with my old glittery “Save Fashion, Wear Juicy” shirt on was working wonders for my self esteem. Ha-ha. Friday nights at my house are a real treat. But I was saved soon; my favorite cousins from the land of Cleve arrived!!&lt;br /&gt;we saw New Moon, which was better than the first one, and every time Jacob black came on, after he cut his hair of course, i just wanted to pet his gorgeous face. and his muscles XD. Edward looked really gross when he was in Italy and was about to step into the sunlight. *shudders*&lt;br /&gt;it was funny though because we were all wearing the exact same Ugg boots in different colors and people kept staring at our feet! it was awesome. il upload pictures once my cousin puts them on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i couldn't do teen girls daybook amidst all the excitement, so I'll do it today(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-1662125419247141845?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/1662125419247141845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-was-rubbing-half-full-mug-of-hot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/1662125419247141845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/1662125419247141845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-was-rubbing-half-full-mug-of-hot.html' title=''/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-2877429476936825797</id><published>2009-11-19T20:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T20:11:34.495-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doodling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Computer-Doodles (made with Paint)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SwXrISJwlmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Yefwqlm8dKw/s1600/music+soul+colored.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405985455272400482" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SwXrISJwlmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Yefwqlm8dKw/s200/music+soul+colored.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SwXrWz31SqI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ONw_D9BHt18/s1600/reflection.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405985704842185378" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SwXrWz31SqI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ONw_D9BHt18/s200/reflection.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-2877429476936825797?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/2877429476936825797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/computer-doodles-made-with-paint.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2877429476936825797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2877429476936825797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/computer-doodles-made-with-paint.html' title='Computer-Doodles (made with Paint)'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SwXrISJwlmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Yefwqlm8dKw/s72-c/music+soul+colored.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-9106452138665591156</id><published>2009-11-19T19:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T20:10:10.277-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>hola frijoles pequenas.</title><content type='html'>Hello little beans.&lt;br /&gt;Oprah's ending her talk show?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ehem...* im getting a really good start to my novel. i recently found these really great methods to developing novel plots. it has really helped me to understand my novel better and start my first bits.&lt;br /&gt;it is basically a 3-step process:&lt;br /&gt;1. Write a one sentence summary of your novel.&lt;br /&gt;2. Expand the sentence into a paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;3. Expand the paragraphy into an essay-type deal. Roughly five paragraphs works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY steps (discluding step 3 for obvious reasons [it would be too long;])&lt;br /&gt;1. An abandoned elf is lost in the world of the Fey after living with humans all her life.&lt;br /&gt;2. Plum Dalton lived with humans all her life. Suddenly, when she is fifteen years old, she is transported to the world of the Fey, discovering that she is truly an elf. After meeting her real family and learning about her past, she realizes that she is not ready for life with fairies, centaurs, and nymphs, and must get "home." With the help of her best friend, she finds the wanderer owning the powder needed to change realms. In the end, she lives in both worlds equally and gains a sense of true belonging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is a work-in-progress but its getting there.&lt;br /&gt;novel help care of &lt;a href="http://advancedfictionwriting.com/art/snowflake.php"&gt;http://advancedfictionwriting.com/art/snowflake.php&lt;/a&gt; &lt;-- check it out! in other news, today i witnessed a boy getting dragged BY THE HEAD into a dark hallway. it sounds horrible, but it was the funniest thing! neither kid was in pain; it was all fun. but all i saw was two hands holding this kid's head and dragging him on the floor, with his legs slowly sliding in and mild writhing with shouts of horror. Ha-ha. i know, im terrible. wow this post is long... &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNpUdSrZ1I/AAAAAAAAACw/fh5lNUNHz9o/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-9106452138665591156?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/9106452138665591156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/hola-frijoles-pequenas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/9106452138665591156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/9106452138665591156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/hola-frijoles-pequenas.html' title='hola frijoles pequenas.'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-2252947478640794205</id><published>2009-11-16T19:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T19:51:04.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i love my sister...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404868413047574162" style="WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SwHzL3luDpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/BGh6u084C78/s200/energy+transfer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I'm transfering all of my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;energies into this small cherubic mass."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-2252947478640794205?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/2252947478640794205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-my-sister.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2252947478640794205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/2252947478640794205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-my-sister.html' title='i love my sister...'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SwHzL3luDpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/BGh6u084C78/s72-c/energy+transfer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-4068641409887321638</id><published>2009-11-15T18:55:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T19:29:17.285-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mom is home from China!! and she brought presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she gotz meh Ugg boots, andz mah scarves, andz mah chanel purse, andz mah chopsticks (when i said this all out loud it sounded like i was saying 'asthma' and i had one of those weeze-laughing fits that only I can pull off. thank you, thank you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friday, while i was on the bus, i took this stalk-ish picture: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SwCad86jnGI/AAAAAAAAAEY/y3gvBhgUC00/s1600-h/walking+in+the+bus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404489392203209826" style="WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SwCad86jnGI/AAAAAAAAAEY/y3gvBhgUC00/s200/walking+in+the+bus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really liked her outfit so i had to take it XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also, i got this bright green panda sweatshirt,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SwCbjY_6ZtI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ddEPvCw9qdY/s1600-h/pandabear+green.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404490585152841426" style="WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SwCbjY_6ZtI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ddEPvCw9qdY/s200/pandabear+green.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this oversized UNIFORM-CODE! grey sweatshirt to wear to school,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SwCcd81M1PI/AAAAAAAAAEw/bCHfr-6V590/s1600-h/oversized+sweatshirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404491591204001010" style="WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SwCcd81M1PI/AAAAAAAAAEw/bCHfr-6V590/s200/oversized+sweatshirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SwCb2O1Zj4I/AAAAAAAAAEo/DWV2lc9ZTa4/s1600-h/oversized+sweatshirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry, poor quality, taken with my cellular.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-4068641409887321638?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/4068641409887321638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-mom-is-home-from-china-and-she.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/4068641409887321638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/4068641409887321638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-mom-is-home-from-china-and-she.html' title=''/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SwCad86jnGI/AAAAAAAAAEY/y3gvBhgUC00/s72-c/walking+in+the+bus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-1423046686063989516</id><published>2009-11-14T19:47:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T12:10:57.142-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daybook'/><title type='text'>Teen Girl's Daybook Week 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/Sv9UrtonobI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/FoNy4ZLItAI/s1600-h/tgd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404131187828957618" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/Sv9UrtonobI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/FoNy4ZLItAI/s200/tgd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to do the Teen Girl's Daybook? Find out how &lt;a href="http://ohorsefeathers.blogspot.com/2009/here09/teen-girls-daybook-week-1.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Date... 11/14/09&lt;br /&gt;Starting time... 8:09 PM&lt;br /&gt;Mood... creative&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window... pitch-black darkness):&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking... that i need to work on my novel&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading... Fever 1893&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to... a mascara comercial and the shuffling of papers&lt;br /&gt;I'm wearing... pink and orange striped pj pants, a care bears tee, and a grey cardigan&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I... played hockey(:&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited for... my mom coming home from China tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad because... my glasses are uncomfortable&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry for... a sprite&lt;br /&gt;The song stuck inside my head is... hot air balloon- owl city ♪&lt;br /&gt;I want... to write a fantabulous book&lt;br /&gt;I love... the show im watching&lt;br /&gt;I loathe... the need to pee&lt;br /&gt;This week, my goal is... to finish a good chunk of my book&lt;br /&gt;Did I meet last week's goal?... N/A&lt;br /&gt;Ending time... 8:18 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNpUdSrZ1I/AAAAAAAAACw/fh5lNUNHz9o/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-1423046686063989516?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/1423046686063989516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/teen-girls-daybook-week-1.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/1423046686063989516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/1423046686063989516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/teen-girls-daybook-week-1.html' title='Teen Girl&apos;s Daybook Week 1'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/Sv9UrtonobI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/FoNy4ZLItAI/s72-c/tgd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-522017141972170832</id><published>2009-11-13T18:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T19:25:02.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Funny Tag (:</title><content type='html'>First, list twelve characters from any fandom, then answer the questions below&lt;br /&gt;1. Remy&lt;br /&gt;2. Draco Malfoy&lt;br /&gt;3. Plum (my character)&lt;br /&gt;4.  Duke (GI Joe)&lt;br /&gt;5. Jared Grace&lt;br /&gt;6. James Bond&lt;br /&gt;7. Joe/Josephine (some like it hot)&lt;br /&gt;8. Professor Layton&lt;br /&gt;9. Martha Boyle&lt;br /&gt;10. Torak&lt;br /&gt;11. Cinderella&lt;br /&gt;12. Forest Gump&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who would make a better collage prof, 6 or 11?&lt;br /&gt;James Bond or Cinderella? tough. probably Bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you think #2 is hot?&lt;br /&gt;yes, he's my husband! (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 12 sends 8 out on a mission. What is it? Does it succeed?&lt;br /&gt;Forest tells Professor Layton to write down Forest's life story (its quite interesting) and of course he succeeds because Hershel can do anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is or what would be 9's favorite book?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Sand Dollar Summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would it make more since for 2 to swear fealty to 6, or the other way around?&lt;br /&gt;Draco would swear to Bond!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. For some reason, 5 is looking for a roommate. Should (s)he room with 9 or 10?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, he would probably like Martha and would think Torak was wierd. so.. Martha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 2, 7 and 12 are going out to dinner. Where do they go and what do they discuss?&lt;br /&gt;Draco, Joe, and Forest?! never. Joe's too classy for that, and Draco's too mean. they'd probably go to Bubba Gump's, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. 3 challenges 10 to a duel, who wins?&lt;br /&gt;Torak! he has so much hunting skill, and Plum is an average teen elf. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If 1 stole 8's most precious possession, how would (s)he get it back?&lt;br /&gt;Remy would take Layton's top hat, and Layton would be a gentleman and ask for it back politely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Suggest a story title in which 7 and 12 both attain what they desire.&lt;br /&gt;Shrimp Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What kind of plot device would you have to use if you wanted 1 and 4 to work together?&lt;br /&gt;someone is using a device that spoils all the food in the world, and combat and culinary skills are the only way to stop him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If 7 visited you for the weekend, how would it go?&lt;br /&gt;He would play his saxophone for me and i would swoon over his face. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If you could command 3 to perform any service or task for you, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know, i guess to be my bff cuz she's a really cool person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Does anyone on your friends list write or draw 11?&lt;br /&gt;doubtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If 2 had to choose sides between 4 and 5, what side would (s)he choose?&lt;br /&gt;Duke, because Duke is older and stronger than Jared. But Jared is mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What might 10 shout out while charging into battle?&lt;br /&gt;"This is for Fa!!" i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you had to choose a song to best describe 8, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;"Fly With Me" cuz hes a gentleman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. 1, 6 and 12 are having a dim sum at a Chinese Restaurant. There is only one scallion pancake left, and they all reach for it at the same time. Who gets it?&lt;br /&gt;James would use his mad ninja-like skills or silver pistol to get the pancake. but Remy would appreciate its culinary value more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What might be a good pick up line for 2 to use on 10?&lt;br /&gt;Draco and Torak... THAT would never happen. my hubby doesn't roll that way (no discrimination)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What would 5 most likely be arrested for?&lt;br /&gt;having an anger-management porblem and beating some kid to bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is 6's secret?&lt;br /&gt;he's secretly a double-agent for Blofeld. Scandalous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. If 11 and 9 were racing to a destination, who would get there first?&lt;br /&gt;Martha. Cindy's skirt would be too huge and her heels too difficult to run in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. If you had to walk home through a bad neighborhood late at night, who would you feel more comfortable walking with, 7 or 8?&lt;br /&gt;hmm, tough. Layton is uber brave, but Joe's got that big sax case, and hes charming..... (stares into space dreamily)&lt;br /&gt;whoops, lost my train of thought. what was the question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. 1 and 9 reluctantly team up to save the world from the threat posed by 4's sinister secret organization. 11 volunteers to help them,but it is later discovered that s/he is actually a spy for 4. Meanwhile, 4 has kidnapped 12 in an attempt to force their surrender. Following the wiseadvice of 5, they seek out 3, who gives them what they need to complete their quest. What title would you give this fic?&lt;br /&gt;"Plum Confusion". Cinderella, a spy?! NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag:&lt;br /&gt;anyone who hasnt done this yet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNpUdSrZ1I/AAAAAAAAACw/fh5lNUNHz9o/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-522017141972170832?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/522017141972170832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/super-funny-tag.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/522017141972170832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/522017141972170832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/super-funny-tag.html' title='Super Funny Tag (:'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-8405663657329447996</id><published>2009-11-12T17:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T17:44:48.929-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Salivating at the Thought of It</title><content type='html'>When I got home from school, I devised the greatest, sweetest, richest, chocolate-iest dessert snack of all time (no, not desert snack. silly)! All you need is 4 simple ingredients: Oreos, Reddi-Whip, Hershey's Chocolate Syrup, and Nestle Chocolate Chips. Any brands will do, though. I think you know where this is going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, you get out as many Oreos as you want to make (2 for each person suits me), and set them decoratively on a plate. Next, you take your Reddi-Whip, shake it up, and put a nice perfect swirl on top of each Oreo. Then put intricate chocolate syrup stripes on your whipped Oreos. Put a few chocolate chips onto the confection and Voila`! You've got Death On a Platter! (I named it this because my chihuahua was eyeing it devilishly, and chocolate kills doggies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvyKvr32S8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/WKvnIhDx2fk/s1600-h/death+on+a+platter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403346204773206978" style="WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvyKvr32S8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/WKvnIhDx2fk/s200/death+on+a+platter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I completely recommend this delish treat. EAT IT. Or your life will be unfulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-8405663657329447996?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/8405663657329447996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-salivating-at-thought-of-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/8405663657329447996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/8405663657329447996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-salivating-at-thought-of-it.html' title='I&apos;m Salivating at the Thought of It'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvyKvr32S8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/WKvnIhDx2fk/s72-c/death+on+a+platter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-5905375397226221272</id><published>2009-11-07T14:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T15:01:58.154-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Nameless Book</title><content type='html'>soo... now i'm writing a book about a murder, and this detective has 5 woman suspects, and they are all very different but all have ties to the victim, and a motive. the suspects are a red-haired fotune-teller named Rae Inglewood, a rich blonde shopaholic named Kat Monroe, a black-haired african-american performer named Sugar Dennings, a dark-brunette waitress named Jenna Adele, and an african-american psychologist named Dr. Rachel Fieldings. thats as far as i've gotten...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNpUdSrZ1I/AAAAAAAAACw/fh5lNUNHz9o/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-5905375397226221272?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/5905375397226221272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/nameless-book.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/5905375397226221272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/5905375397226221272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/nameless-book.html' title='Nameless Book'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-597357572315229247</id><published>2009-11-05T19:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T19:20:48.349-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello, blog buddies. this is my new fabulous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;signature&lt;/span&gt; by the Cornet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Crazie&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Treble&lt;/span&gt; Clef. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; honored that i won the contest, and i think all the entries were amazing. thank you so much, CC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400777187760826546" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s200/breanne.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNpUdSrZ1I/AAAAAAAAACw/fh5lNUNHz9o/s1600-h/breanne.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-597357572315229247?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/597357572315229247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-blog-buddies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/597357572315229247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/597357572315229247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-blog-buddies.html' title=''/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SvNqPNuEaLI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJanHWnzVsI/s72-c/breanne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-3585545153417126903</id><published>2009-11-03T18:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T18:18:34.775-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='underappreciated'/><title type='text'>My Tuesday Night</title><content type='html'>I am sitting on the floor of my room with a shower cap on and a concoction of prescription shampoos fermenting on my head. Don't worry, it's just a scalp infection. Scalp infection?! Apparently i'm alergic to comercially sold hairspray-paint. Figures. WHY AM I CURSED?! I finally got up the courage to come blog; before i wasnt showing my face out of my room, but my laptop was downstairs. So, I darted. Only Cailin saw me, and I supose when someone's seen you at your worst, you don't have to put up such a mask with them. AHH the shampoo dripped on my shoulder! ColdColdCold.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if my scalp's done marinating. Where's my mom? It's been half an hour since i put on this five-ten minute hair doom. Goodbye, blog. I'm taking a shower.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-3585545153417126903?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/3585545153417126903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-monday-night.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/3585545153417126903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/3585545153417126903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-monday-night.html' title='My Tuesday Night'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-7863119194216413074</id><published>2009-11-01T17:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T17:36:12.907-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/Su4K4qlZ2MI/AAAAAAAAACQ/a4V1-FvebC4/s1600-h/alice+in+wonderland+halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399264971883927746" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/Su4K4qlZ2MI/AAAAAAAAACQ/a4V1-FvebC4/s200/alice+in+wonderland+halloween.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love halloween..... its officially my favorite holiday, plus christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i took these beauties today after i got home from abbies fabu sleepover. me and katers stayed up until 3:30 watching Scream Queens. 'Twas amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/Su4MCI-osJI/AAAAAAAAACY/Hphij2S6Jk4/s1600-h/halloween+in+its+natural+habitat+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399266234173272210" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/Su4MCI-osJI/AAAAAAAAACY/Hphij2S6Jk4/s200/halloween+in+its+natural+habitat+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/Su4NQFiMKXI/AAAAAAAAACg/B2qIsvDsy7w/s1600-h/halloween+in+its+natural+habitat+092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399267573278452082" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/Su4NQFiMKXI/AAAAAAAAACg/B2qIsvDsy7w/s200/halloween+in+its+natural+habitat+092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-7863119194216413074?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/7863119194216413074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/7863119194216413074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/7863119194216413074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween!'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/Su4K4qlZ2MI/AAAAAAAAACQ/a4V1-FvebC4/s72-c/alice+in+wonderland+halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-6173258506853233035</id><published>2009-10-31T11:12:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T13:37:15.204-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag: Ice-Cream Freeze</title><content type='html'>Rules: put your iPod on shuffle (or iTunes, or your blog playlist, or whatever) and write down the song titles and artist as they come up to answer the questions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "THIS IS OKAY" YOU SAY: If I Could&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY? My Paper Heart&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL? I'll Be OK&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE? Party in the USA&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO? Nutcracker, Ballet Op. 71&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU? Fingerprints&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN? The Fourth Kind (??)&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS 2+2? Is This Love (Horn Mix)&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND? All You Wanted&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF A PERSON YOU LIKE? I'm Only Me When I'm With You&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY? In Too Deep (truetrue)&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP? Hold On&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE A PERSON YOU LIKE? String Quartet&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR MOM AND DAD THINK OF YOU? all Around Me&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING? The Thief (nice)&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL? Don't Let Me Get Me&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTERESTS? Heels Over Head&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET? The Great Escape&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS? Please, Please&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN? Home&lt;br /&gt;HOW WILL YOU DIE? Gain&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S THE ONE THING YOU REGRET? Hot N Cold&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH? Over You&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU CRY? Scandal Walk&lt;br /&gt;WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED? Bottom of the Ocean&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST? Buffalo Soldier&lt;br /&gt;DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU? Fall Back Into my Life&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, Pocketful of Sunshine (rhymes!)&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW? Vegas (haha)&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU MOST OFTEN EXCLAIM? Damned if I Do Ya (Damned if i Don't) [hahahahahahahahaha]&lt;br /&gt;WHERE IS PARADISE? Chemicals React&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DID YOU FIRST SAY AS A BABY? All I Ask of You&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU HAD A PET, WHAT WOULD YOU NAME IT? Bottle It Up (nope! i would name my dog Defiance)&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SIGHT TO SEE? Gravity (yea yea)&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU GAG? This is Me&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ARE YOU BEST AT? Hey There Delilah&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU WROTE A BOOK, WHAT WOULD IT BE CALLED? Girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DID YOU WISH FOR LAST? Maybe I'm Sorry&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WOULD YOUR SUPERHERO NAME BE? Begin the Beguine (?)&lt;br /&gt;HOW SOON WILL THIS BE OVER? About a Girl&lt;br /&gt;WHERE ARE YOU SITTING? Secret Valentine&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU MOST HATE? Fallin' For You&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU MOST LOVE? Another Heart Calls&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR SECRET NAME? Over the Rainbow/What a Wonderful World&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS? Ice Cream Freeze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tag everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-6173258506853233035?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/6173258506853233035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/10/tag-ice-cream-freeze.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/6173258506853233035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/6173258506853233035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/10/tag-ice-cream-freeze.html' title='Tag: Ice-Cream Freeze'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-7810157491764695567</id><published>2009-10-28T18:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T18:47:49.053-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Poem for Treble Clef's contest</title><content type='html'>i wrote this poem when i was 11 and entered it in the Cornet Crazie's Treble Clef poem contest. hope you like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’LL FIND A NEW LOVE&lt;br /&gt;As I gaze&lt;br /&gt;Upon the fish,&lt;br /&gt;I remember&lt;br /&gt;My only wish.&lt;br /&gt;As they swim&lt;br /&gt;To and fro,&lt;br /&gt;I think about&lt;br /&gt;Your radiant glow.&lt;br /&gt;The way you laughed&lt;br /&gt;At all my jokes;&lt;br /&gt;Fighting back tears,&lt;br /&gt;I try not to choke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This aquarium&lt;br /&gt;Holds so many memories;&lt;br /&gt;From the sharks&lt;br /&gt;To the sea anemones.&lt;br /&gt;My open hand&lt;br /&gt;Against the cool glass case,&lt;br /&gt;Longing for&lt;br /&gt;your warm embrace.&lt;br /&gt;And as I sit here,&lt;br /&gt;All alone,&lt;br /&gt;I think about how&lt;br /&gt;You didn’t answer your phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I realize&lt;br /&gt;I should make a choice:&lt;br /&gt;To wait so long&lt;br /&gt;To hear your voice,&lt;br /&gt;Or to go and find&lt;br /&gt;A different path;&lt;br /&gt;Find a new love.&lt;br /&gt;You do the math.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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contest'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395841483497462045.post-311792482369736281</id><published>2009-10-27T16:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T18:09:36.247-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiters and a Story</title><content type='html'>today at school we had a Mass in the gym, and the man who did the homily was a pastor visiting Ohio from Warsaw, Poland. he told us all about his son, and how mcdonalds, burger king, and kfc were 'trash food'. oh, how i love mistranslations. he was really cool though, and in religion class we are making posters based on his main message: be true to yourself', themed around the quote that God doesnt make junk. mine will me beast, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl whizzed down the cemented hill without a care in the world, with the promise of serenity at the bottom. She was almost there, so close, and Smack. She could taste the salty, gravelly blood in her mouth, feel the gritty, stinging gash on her chin. Her hair was matted with blood and pebbles. Then she turned her head slighty, and saw it, her arm, bent and curving like a country lane. Everything felt numb. Her vision fogged, and she started to cry out. But no one heard her. They were busy enjoying the serene peacefulness of the day. She cried until they found her, lying face-down in a pool of thick red liquid. She wimpered until she heard the sirens. After they lifted her into the brilliant red ambulance, she could feel the immense pain. It was pulsing through her like an unwelcomed demon inside her. She wanted to be free, free of the pain, free of the demented arm. But she knew she wouldn't be. She just layed and waited for someone to ask her if she was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ THat actually happened to me and it was one of the scariest moments of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SudXcdu6tdI/AAAAAAAAACI/bdIAbnPNyR0/s1600-h/bendy+arrm.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397378824956196306" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SudXcdu6tdI/AAAAAAAAACI/bdIAbnPNyR0/s200/bendy+arrm.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister just fed my 9-pound chihuahua a whole swedish fish. shes going to town&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395841483497462045-311792482369736281?l=whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/feeds/311792482369736281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/10/visiters-and-story.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/311792482369736281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395841483497462045/posts/default/311792482369736281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatnotmeltingpot.blogspot.com/2009/10/visiters-and-story.html' title='Visiters and a Story'/><author><name>Breanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01999328022665713342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqIrlDE-OEU/TsLQALrineI/AAAAAAAAAP8/P4X4K0f9BF8/s220/iconhands.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PyQZk7PhwhY/SudXcdu6tdI/AAAAAAAAACI/bdIAbnPNyR0/s72-c/bendy+arrm.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
