<?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-3004324629761897083</id><updated>2011-07-28T17:56:44.370-07:00</updated><category term='procrastination'/><category term='internet'/><title type='text'>IMAM</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3004324629761897083/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Meredith Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0qtvkI-Ev3M/Tiig93pLqyI/AAAAAAAAADs/NTmzulnydkY/s220/Costa-Rica1.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3004324629761897083.post-261999274373623975</id><published>2010-04-17T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T11:50:25.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring is Here!</title><content type='html'>The fire alarm went off in my dorm last night.  Guess what time! FREAKING FOUR THIRTY IN THE MORNING!!! it was soo annoying.  The alarm thing on the wall is right above my bed and it's like painfully loud.  I had to get dressed to, since i usually don't wear much clothing when I'm sleeping.  So I had the alarm blaring in my ears while I put on a sweatshirt and some shorts then I had to go outside into the freezing cold for 20 minutes while the RA's went and checked everything out.  And I don't think it was an actual fire alarm either.  I think it might had been a drill since the fire trucks  didn't come.  Which makes me even more pissed.  I mean, who holds a fire drill at 4:30 AM!?!  Anyways, they finally let us back in and I went back to bed in a really bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, my bad mood disappeared this morning when I was walking to breakfast.  It's so beautiful outside today.... SPRING IS HERE! the flowers are blooming which is beautiful and it makes the air smell good.  And the sun is shining, and it's warm.  I finally don't have to wear a sweatshirt outside.  I can actually sit outside for a long time without getting majorly cold.  And there's just enough of a breeze that I don't get overly hot..  It's perfect.  And later today, I finally get to put up the shower curtain in my new house, which is awesome.  Then tonight, I think Dad, Mom, Kelsea and I are going to fly to McCall for dinner.  Kelsea's from McCall, so her parents can come have dinner with us, and that way her parents can talk to my dad about the house if they have any questions.  And everything will just be awesome.  The only downside of today is that James isn't here.  He's on a trip with the O.P.  Canoeing... Which sounded super fun, and I really wanted to go on it, but I waited to long to sign up for it, and a private group took it.  So I don't get to go which is sad.  And James is gone overnight.  I'm gonna miss him, not getting to see him at all today and not until late tomorrow.  Oh well...I might as well just enjoy the awesome weather.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3004324629761897083-261999274373623975?l=imam99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/feeds/261999274373623975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imam99.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/3004324629761897083/posts/default/261999274373623975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3004324629761897083/posts/default/261999274373623975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-is-here.html' title='Spring is Here!'/><author><name>Meredith Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0qtvkI-Ev3M/Tiig93pLqyI/AAAAAAAAADs/NTmzulnydkY/s220/Costa-Rica1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3004324629761897083.post-6634592567310539371</id><published>2009-03-09T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:21:11.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Break-ups</title><content type='html'>they suck.&lt;br /&gt;especially when they're for an entirely stupid reason.&lt;br /&gt;but there's nothing i can do about it.&lt;br /&gt;and now i'll never be able to watch madagascar again.&lt;br /&gt;i hate guys.&lt;br /&gt;all of them.&lt;br /&gt;i'm never going to date again.&lt;br /&gt;ok, that's not true.&lt;br /&gt;i like the drama too much.&lt;br /&gt;nothing i can do about it.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'll just deal with it the best i can.&lt;br /&gt;only four months and i'll never have to see him again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3004324629761897083-6634592567310539371?l=imam99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/feeds/6634592567310539371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/2009/03/break-ups.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3004324629761897083/posts/default/6634592567310539371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3004324629761897083/posts/default/6634592567310539371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/2009/03/break-ups.html' title='Break-ups'/><author><name>Meredith Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0qtvkI-Ev3M/Tiig93pLqyI/AAAAAAAAADs/NTmzulnydkY/s220/Costa-Rica1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3004324629761897083.post-5259583060887612645</id><published>2009-03-02T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T15:42:03.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons Why Today Sucks</title><content type='html'>1. I forgot my phone at home.&lt;br /&gt;2. I didn't have time to take a shower, so my hair is greasy.&lt;br /&gt;3. My group in English is annoying.  (except Amber)&lt;br /&gt;4. I couldn't turn in the math homework that was due today.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm missing three assignments in speech.&lt;br /&gt;6. My pen sucks.&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm out of cash.&lt;br /&gt;8. I haven't gotten my allowance.&lt;br /&gt;9. Ariel is trying to make herself feel better by making fun of me about Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;10. Karlie is being sucked into making fun of me.&lt;br /&gt;11. My tank top keeps sliding down, and my bra strap keeps showing.&lt;br /&gt;12. I didn't get lunch, and I'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;13. I'm starting to realize that I don't have much in common with Kurtis.&lt;br /&gt;14. I probably won't get to be alone with Kurtis for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;15. I'm tired because I stayed up late last night.&lt;br /&gt;16. I'm scared for the future.&lt;br /&gt;17. It's Monday.&lt;br /&gt;18. The rest of this week will probably be bad as well, because it's only Monday.&lt;br /&gt;19. My new shirt that I wanted to wear today is too small and I can't take it back.&lt;br /&gt;20. I'm gaining weight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3004324629761897083-5259583060887612645?l=imam99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/feeds/5259583060887612645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/2009/03/reasons-why-today-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3004324629761897083/posts/default/5259583060887612645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3004324629761897083/posts/default/5259583060887612645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/2009/03/reasons-why-today-sucks.html' title='Reasons Why Today Sucks'/><author><name>Meredith Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0qtvkI-Ev3M/Tiig93pLqyI/AAAAAAAAADs/NTmzulnydkY/s220/Costa-Rica1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3004324629761897083.post-8289260378108690928</id><published>2009-02-18T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T15:16:18.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Adventures of Little Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;These are the adventures of Dwight Micheal Marmalade.  He is my little man:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MIxX769ZrU/SZyWZO4HZPI/AAAAAAAAABg/F5D7oDtS2KY/s1600-h/DSCI0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MIxX769ZrU/SZyWZO4HZPI/AAAAAAAAABg/F5D7oDtS2KY/s320/DSCI0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304279821369959666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MIxX769ZrU/SZyWY7amxsI/AAAAAAAAABY/5i-2re78-68/s1600-h/DSCI0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MIxX769ZrU/SZyWY7amxsI/AAAAAAAAABY/5i-2re78-68/s320/DSCI0041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304279816145913538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MIxX769ZrU/SZyWIAoaX-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/D2I-ThIbmeU/s1600-h/DSCI0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MIxX769ZrU/SZyWHomku5I/AAAAAAAAABA/pWnsNWU0Cw4/s320/DSCI0036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304279519038061458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MIxX769ZrU/SZyWHVo9LSI/AAAAAAAAAA4/7H0FPov6U4g/s1600-h/DSCI0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MIxX769ZrU/SZyWHVo9LSI/AAAAAAAAAA4/7H0FPov6U4g/s320/DSCI0035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304279513947778338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MIxX769ZrU/SZyWHMGPsPI/AAAAAAAAAAw/mSjriU9Wd-g/s1600-h/DSCI0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MIxX769ZrU/SZyWHMGPsPI/AAAAAAAAAAw/mSjriU9Wd-g/s320/DSCI0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304279511386271986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/3004324629761897083-8289260378108690928?l=imam99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/feeds/8289260378108690928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/2009/02/adventures-of-little-man.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3004324629761897083/posts/default/8289260378108690928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3004324629761897083/posts/default/8289260378108690928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/2009/02/adventures-of-little-man.html' title='The Adventures of Little Man'/><author><name>Meredith Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0qtvkI-Ev3M/Tiig93pLqyI/AAAAAAAAADs/NTmzulnydkY/s220/Costa-Rica1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MIxX769ZrU/SZyWZO4HZPI/AAAAAAAAABg/F5D7oDtS2KY/s72-c/DSCI0042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3004324629761897083.post-7268850628745317934</id><published>2009-02-18T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T11:38:11.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Practice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3004324629761897083-7268850628745317934?l=imam99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/feeds/7268850628745317934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/2009/02/practice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3004324629761897083/posts/default/7268850628745317934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3004324629761897083/posts/default/7268850628745317934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/2009/02/practice.html' title='Practice'/><author><name>Meredith Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0qtvkI-Ev3M/Tiig93pLqyI/AAAAAAAAADs/NTmzulnydkY/s220/Costa-Rica1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3004324629761897083.post-3075748547493720484</id><published>2009-02-17T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T13:23:42.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weightlifting</title><content type='html'>I hate being sick scohol when I'm sick.  I can't think, and people give me these pitying looks like I'm going to die or something.  I just wish that I could be at  home in bed asleep.  Or even better would be crawling into a nice peaceful silent hole and staying there for a while.  I can't even read, because my headache just gets worse if I focus my eyes on anything for too long.  And the music playing in my weightlifting class isn't helping at all.  Tha same song keeps playing over and over.  Al least it seems like the same song to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kurtis wants me to go to church with him.  I'm perfectly willing to go, I just hope he doesn't expect it to become a regular occurence.  I'm just not a religioius person.  i have my theory about what God is, but I don't like telling it to people because it always turns into a big argument.  I'm not trying to push my beliefs onto other people, and i hate it when people try to push their beliefs on me.  I'm not going to change my mind.  Personally, I think the whole idea of God being a seperate entity is stupid.  It's an idea that is based on an old storybook that some wrote forever ago, and the only reason people believe it is because it was pounded into their head their whole life.  So then they pound it into their childrens' heads, and it just gets passed from generation to generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that God is bad, he's very very good.  It's the idea of heaven and God and fath that leads people to do a lot of good in the world, stuff they wouldn't be able to do if they didn't believe there was a higher power and a reason to do it.  I personally just don't agree with them on what their driving power is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3004324629761897083-3075748547493720484?l=imam99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/feeds/3075748547493720484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/2009/02/weightlifting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3004324629761897083/posts/default/3075748547493720484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3004324629761897083/posts/default/3075748547493720484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/2009/02/weightlifting.html' title='Weightlifting'/><author><name>Meredith Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0qtvkI-Ev3M/Tiig93pLqyI/AAAAAAAAADs/NTmzulnydkY/s220/Costa-Rica1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3004324629761897083.post-8454510995740844161</id><published>2009-02-10T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T18:20:02.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Parentals didn't Freak!</title><content type='html'>Wow. I really thought that when I told my parents about Kurtis that they'd freak out. Like majorly.  But surprisingly, they didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad was just like ok, who is he? so I sorta told him.  Mom said she knows him, and dad said ok. congrats. It was really really weird.  I was all ready for them to freak out completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. They'll probably want to have him come over to dinner so that they can interrogate him.  That shouldn't be too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just glad I got it over with telling them.&lt;br /&gt;It's so weird to be able to tell them something like that.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll go take my cheesecake out of the oven now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3004324629761897083-8454510995740844161?l=imam99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/feeds/8454510995740844161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/2009/02/parentals-didnt-freak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3004324629761897083/posts/default/8454510995740844161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3004324629761897083/posts/default/8454510995740844161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/2009/02/parentals-didnt-freak.html' title='The Parentals didn&apos;t Freak!'/><author><name>Meredith Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0qtvkI-Ev3M/Tiig93pLqyI/AAAAAAAAADs/NTmzulnydkY/s220/Costa-Rica1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3004324629761897083.post-1979397286922965918</id><published>2009-02-10T16:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T16:36:46.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing!</title><content type='html'>I am so incredibly happy right now.  I have a boyfriend. I haven't had a boyfriend in 3 years.  THREE YEARS! Which I guess isn't so bad, since I was a boy-crazy freak for most of high school, but now it's finally over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's amazing too.  And he's actually taller than me, so I don't need to worry about making sure that I wear flat shoes.  It's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop thinking about it.  I actually started doodling his name in class today.  Tara kept making fun of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little worried about Valentine's day though.  It's coming up, and it's going to be kind of weird actually having a valentine.  And we'll have only been together for not even a week, so what is there to do for a person for valentine's day?  I'm not THAT worried about it though.  I sent him a singing Valentine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's at basketball practice right now, so I don't get to talk to him.  But I'm sure that he'll text me when he gets out.  GAH! I can't get over how amazing this all is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3004324629761897083-1979397286922965918?l=imam99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/feeds/1979397286922965918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-so-incredibly-happy-right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3004324629761897083/posts/default/1979397286922965918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3004324629761897083/posts/default/1979397286922965918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-so-incredibly-happy-right-now.html' title='Amazing!'/><author><name>Meredith Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0qtvkI-Ev3M/Tiig93pLqyI/AAAAAAAAADs/NTmzulnydkY/s220/Costa-Rica1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3004324629761897083.post-1712936840267263368</id><published>2009-01-21T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T21:22:17.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No</title><content type='html'>I would be writing another blog right now, but I'm too tired to type much. Instead, I'm going to go play superpets on myspace...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3004324629761897083-1712936840267263368?l=imam99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/feeds/1712936840267263368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/2009/01/no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3004324629761897083/posts/default/1712936840267263368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3004324629761897083/posts/default/1712936840267263368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/2009/01/no.html' title='No'/><author><name>Meredith Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0qtvkI-Ev3M/Tiig93pLqyI/AAAAAAAAADs/NTmzulnydkY/s220/Costa-Rica1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3004324629761897083.post-4035436598180522410</id><published>2009-01-16T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T14:46:47.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finals, Eggs, and Knights</title><content type='html'>So finals are over...FINALLY! Haha. I was sooo relieved when they were over.  The minute I turned in my paper for English, I was in such a good mood.  Then I got to leave early, so I had this whole day ahead of me.  Now I'm watching a Knight's Tale. It's a lovely movie.  Actually, almost all movies with Heath Ledger are good.  This and Casanova are my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out yesterday that the stores have stopped selling eggnog.  And my mom just threw away the last of the eggnog that was left over in the fridge, so I never got my last bit of eggnog.  It's makes me really sad.  I love eggnog.  But I can't drink it straight.  I have to put it half milk and half eggnog.  It reduces the calories in it, and it isn't that disgusting thick that feels like you're drinking egg whites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an away basketball game today.  I was going to go, but it way FAR away.  It'd take like 1.5 hrs to get there, and then again after to get back.  And not only would that be a lot of gas, I don't think I want to drive that long or that far.  Especially not to see a basketball game.  It would be kinda nice to hang out with my friends on a Friday night like I used to do all the time.  Lately, I've been spending most of my Friday nights at home watching movies and T.V. with my parents or on my computer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3004324629761897083-4035436598180522410?l=imam99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/feeds/4035436598180522410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-finals-are-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3004324629761897083/posts/default/4035436598180522410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3004324629761897083/posts/default/4035436598180522410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-finals-are-over.html' title='Finals, Eggs, and Knights'/><author><name>Meredith Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0qtvkI-Ev3M/Tiig93pLqyI/AAAAAAAAADs/NTmzulnydkY/s220/Costa-Rica1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3004324629761897083.post-7854066522858096933</id><published>2009-01-15T19:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T14:51:43.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Peter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alright, so I'm bored. I think I'll post up the commentation I once did while watching one of my all time favorite movies, Peter Pan. I hope you are entertained. 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Even tho it’s only like an acorn or something.&lt;br /&gt;I love peter pan.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I’m sitting here watching peter pan.&lt;br /&gt;And I love it.&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna marry Jeremy Sumpter some day.&lt;br /&gt;He’s so cute.&lt;br /&gt;Evil tink.&lt;br /&gt;Sending the boys to kill wendy.&lt;br /&gt;Haha….banished tink.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that’s right, go cry.&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, wendy’s waking up now.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, they built that house fast.&lt;br /&gt;Awwww, the boys want her to be their mother.&lt;br /&gt;“PLEASE BE OUR MOTHER!”&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, apparently all u have to do to be a mother is tell stories.&lt;br /&gt;Eww….icky dirty blindfold.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, they just pushed her down a dirt shoot.&lt;br /&gt;Evil father peter&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to kill the lost boys.&lt;br /&gt;Haha…..medicine.&lt;br /&gt;Medicine is sometimes yummy.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, how is water in a flower supposed to be icky and disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;“sticky sweet kind.”&lt;br /&gt;And now the boys want peter to kill them.&lt;br /&gt;Oops, the brothers r gone&lt;br /&gt;Actually, they’re running from a monster.&lt;br /&gt;Clock ticking.&lt;br /&gt;“HELLO?”&lt;br /&gt;U kno what that means…..&lt;br /&gt;CROC!&lt;br /&gt;*tap* *tap*&lt;br /&gt;RUN!!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha…&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, got themselves stuck in rope traps.&lt;br /&gt;Haha….indian girl.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing their ding-a-lings.&lt;br /&gt;Evil hook.&lt;br /&gt;Holding her like that.&lt;br /&gt;Haha…&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;“she says, ‘sorry, but no.’”&lt;br /&gt;Stupid john.&lt;br /&gt;Just gave themselves away.&lt;br /&gt;Oooo….mermaids&lt;br /&gt;Mermaids apparently aren’t sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently they’ll drown u.&lt;br /&gt;It’s reaching for her hand…&lt;br /&gt;It pulling her into the water…&lt;br /&gt;And peter scares it off.&lt;br /&gt;And now they kno.&lt;br /&gt;Hook has the boys at the black castle.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, improperly conducted secret plans.&lt;br /&gt;English gentlemen do not beg.&lt;br /&gt;Please, please don’t kill us.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE!&lt;br /&gt;I love princess tiger-lily.&lt;br /&gt;Uh oh, the bear is being hung too.&lt;br /&gt;Teaching wendy to sword fight.&lt;br /&gt;Such sweet peter&lt;br /&gt;Oh, please kiss.&lt;br /&gt;NO! don’t yell ‘peter’.&lt;br /&gt;Hook will hear u.&lt;br /&gt;She seeing hook for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;The bear is drowning.&lt;br /&gt;There’s bubbles coming out of it’s nose.&lt;br /&gt;…haha, that totally doesn’t sound like hook.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t kno why the other pirates fall for it.&lt;br /&gt;Peter’s little imitation.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, they’re FREE!&lt;br /&gt;And now Hook is back…&lt;br /&gt;Haha. He’s so evil&lt;br /&gt;HE SHOT HIS GUN!&lt;br /&gt;Who is dead?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it’s the other guy.&lt;br /&gt;Ok. That’s ok.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, it’s hook’s conscience.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, hook is a codfish.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I love the guy w/ the music&lt;br /&gt;Directing it.&lt;br /&gt;Fight him peter!&lt;br /&gt;FIGHT HIM!&lt;br /&gt;Clash clash clash.&lt;br /&gt;Sword fighting.&lt;br /&gt;I did that once.&lt;br /&gt;w/ DAVID.&lt;br /&gt;WHO ARE YOU TO CALL ME GIRLY?!?!&lt;br /&gt;And, hook is on his back.&lt;br /&gt;THE BEAR’s head got cut off.&lt;br /&gt;And the Indian girl is kissing John.&lt;br /&gt;And now he’s PURPLE!&lt;br /&gt;And he’s so strong, he can open the gate all by himself.&lt;br /&gt;“if u were me, I’d be ugly.”&lt;br /&gt;No!&lt;br /&gt;Don’t put peter in the net.&lt;br /&gt;He could DROWN!!!&lt;br /&gt;I think that’s kinda the point.&lt;br /&gt;Throw him out of the boat.&lt;br /&gt;Oh no. peter got out of the net, but he grabbed hook’s foot.&lt;br /&gt;And hook’s&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;gonna win.&lt;br /&gt;But my bet’s still on peter.&lt;br /&gt;He always wins.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, hook’s almost there.&lt;br /&gt;To die would be an awfully big adventure.&lt;br /&gt;Tick tock.&lt;br /&gt;Tick tock.&lt;br /&gt;That’s a BIG croc.&lt;br /&gt;And….peter’s gone.&lt;br /&gt;On the boat he is.&lt;br /&gt;All wet and hot looking.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Run hook.&lt;br /&gt;U try and get away from the croc.&lt;br /&gt;What’s his face looks like santa there.&lt;br /&gt;INDIANS!&lt;br /&gt;Oh…they’re making eyes at each other.&lt;br /&gt;I love that little guy.&lt;br /&gt;Always explaining things.&lt;br /&gt;He’s cute.&lt;br /&gt;AND….&lt;br /&gt;TIMOTHY IS HEALED!!!&lt;br /&gt;Woot.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, now it’s the faeries.&lt;br /&gt;Peter is taking wendy off into the forest.&lt;br /&gt;There’s all the fairies in the tree.&lt;br /&gt;And now they’re flying towards the tree.&lt;br /&gt;And looking in.&lt;br /&gt;Peter totally stares at Wendy.&lt;br /&gt;And they’re avoiding eachother’s stares.&lt;br /&gt;And the Fairies are dancing.&lt;br /&gt;It’s pretty.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could dance like that.&lt;br /&gt;And now they look at eachother.&lt;br /&gt;And peter bows.&lt;br /&gt;And wendy curtsies.&lt;br /&gt;And now, they dance.&lt;br /&gt;And then she floats away.&lt;br /&gt;Which looks kinda funny if u ask me.&lt;br /&gt;And he catches up w/ her&lt;br /&gt;And the fairies are all flying around them&lt;br /&gt;It’s sooo cute.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;Hook is coming.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh….Hook needs a wendy.&lt;br /&gt;And, subtitles are on.&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, he said Evil Day.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, hook is alone.&lt;br /&gt;So is Tink.&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, pretty moon.&lt;br /&gt;BAD TINK!&lt;br /&gt;Don’t pair up w/ hook.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, I love peter.&lt;br /&gt;Why is he so evil&lt;br /&gt;And depressing.&lt;br /&gt;And so….male.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, wendy is sinking.&lt;br /&gt;He really does love her.&lt;br /&gt;He knows he has feelings.&lt;br /&gt;But he’s a GUY…&lt;br /&gt;So he doesn’t want to admit it.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right he’s never heard of Love.&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW YOU LOVE HER PETER!!!&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW IT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;She didn’t spoil it.&lt;br /&gt;You did.&lt;br /&gt;Of course she won’t be banished.&lt;br /&gt;PETAAAAA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, wendy’s crying.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid peter.&lt;br /&gt;Why’d he have to make her cry.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t close the window.&lt;br /&gt;U’ll make the mom depressed.&lt;br /&gt;And THAT won’t work.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz then wendy wouldn’t come back.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever peter, didn’t u just make her cry.&lt;br /&gt;And tell her to go home?&lt;br /&gt;No ur saying her mom can’t have her.&lt;br /&gt;OPEN THAT WINDOW MOM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;NOW!&lt;br /&gt;I hate u peter.&lt;br /&gt;Ur such a manic depressive.&lt;br /&gt;No, of course they’re not back stupid dad.&lt;br /&gt;I hate u tink.&lt;br /&gt;Ur so evil.&lt;br /&gt;Leading those icky pirates to wendy.&lt;br /&gt;And now she’s on a ship.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t u think she’d wake up while they were moving her.&lt;br /&gt;And how’d they get the floor/leaves to move?&lt;br /&gt;Eww….hook is singing.&lt;br /&gt;He’s not very good.&lt;br /&gt;He’s so evil.&lt;br /&gt;She’s a 12 year old girl.&lt;br /&gt;She won’t be drinking alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;Or smoking cigars.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid pirate.&lt;br /&gt;NO TINK!&lt;br /&gt;Don’t lock her in the cabinet.&lt;br /&gt;Haha…..pimples.&lt;br /&gt;You still r young girly….You’re 12!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yes he can.&lt;br /&gt;He CAN LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;Did he just stab the lobster?&lt;br /&gt;YES! HE DID!!&lt;br /&gt;He just stabbed his food.&lt;br /&gt;And stupid girl wendy for letting hook comfort her.&lt;br /&gt;HA!&lt;br /&gt;Red handed Jill.&lt;br /&gt;“She’s only a story teller…&lt;br /&gt;Telling stories wouldn’t be a duty on a pirate ship…&lt;br /&gt;That’s retarded.&lt;br /&gt;What a lie.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right, they won’t follow her.&lt;br /&gt;Hook is so evil.&lt;br /&gt;Once again w/ the moving of the leafy floor.&lt;br /&gt;I mean…WHAT THE HECK!&lt;br /&gt;And wasn’t she blind folded last time she went into the home?&lt;br /&gt;How’s she kno where to find it.&lt;br /&gt;John can’t remember his dad.&lt;br /&gt;He thinks it’s peter.&lt;br /&gt;Eww….he thinks his sister is his mom……gross.&lt;br /&gt;PETER’S BACK!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, wendy’s offended.&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, now wendy’s taking on peter.&lt;br /&gt;YOU GO GIRL!&lt;br /&gt;Hook doesn’t have feeling.&lt;br /&gt;He’s just greedy.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, that was over quick.&lt;br /&gt;Peter’s a good swordsman.&lt;br /&gt;Of course he’s just a boy&lt;br /&gt;That’s what he wants to be isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;Exactly, not a pirate…HOME!&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, peter’s gonna cry.&lt;br /&gt;Coming to a sad realization by john. Accept or deny.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever…&lt;br /&gt;“if u wish it.”&lt;br /&gt;I like the first hook better.&lt;br /&gt;It had little spiky things coming off it.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, the parrots saying kill kill kill..&lt;br /&gt;Please let Tink out…&lt;br /&gt;I like her.&lt;br /&gt;Why don’t u take them back urself peter.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of getting a “Fairy guide”&lt;br /&gt;And now all the boys r going.&lt;br /&gt;What’s peter gonna do w/o them?&lt;br /&gt;Yes peter, they would send u to school.&lt;br /&gt;And then to an office.&lt;br /&gt;Just become a stinkin man peter.&lt;br /&gt;Ur an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;Of course he’s pretending.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, the birds got a lobster head…&lt;br /&gt;Haha, that was attractive tink.&lt;br /&gt;That parrot totally doesn’t look real at all.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, she blew a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;Why does the fairy have a crown?&lt;br /&gt;And now he’s dead.&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful flute playing.&lt;br /&gt;He’s not gonna drink his medicine&lt;br /&gt;It’s just water in a flower.&lt;br /&gt;And....she’s gone.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the pirates get her.&lt;br /&gt;The boys r all tied up.&lt;br /&gt;There must be something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Why is she shocked to see all the pirates?&lt;br /&gt;The boys were friggin tied up!!!&lt;br /&gt;GAH!!1&lt;br /&gt;I hate the guy in the sunglasses.&lt;br /&gt;He’s soooo creepy.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, peters having nightmares about medicine.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, hook is combing peter’s hair for him.&lt;br /&gt;Now peter won’t have to in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and now hook is poisoning peter’s medicine.&lt;br /&gt;How are tears fatal?&lt;br /&gt;Haha, peter hit his head.&lt;br /&gt;Yes peter, everyone is gone.&lt;br /&gt;FLY TINK!!!&lt;br /&gt;Get to peter on time!&lt;br /&gt;No peter, don’t drink the medicine.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t u know it’s poison.&lt;br /&gt;Peter’s lips looked funny when tink was holding them.&lt;br /&gt;See, peter really does love tink.&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, tink is dying…&lt;br /&gt;Yes peter, of course she’s cold.&lt;br /&gt;How is a candle THAT FAR AWAY gonna keep her warm?&lt;br /&gt;Tink is BLUE!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;So peter’ll cry over tink and not wendy?&lt;br /&gt;Idiot.&lt;br /&gt;Wendy is soo much more important that tink.&lt;br /&gt;It’s stormy now.&lt;br /&gt;The boats out at sea.&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn’t that mean they might get struck by lightening.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever hook, she’s not gonna join ur crew.&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, the water’s rough, that must mean that peter’s dead…NOT!&lt;br /&gt;Tink is just dead.&lt;br /&gt;Peter is just sad.&lt;br /&gt;Oooooo….wendy is crying cuz peter’s dead,. So she thinks&lt;br /&gt;That’s creepily close peter, I think maybe u should back up from tink.&lt;br /&gt;GIRLY’S ALWAYS GO FIRST….&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, peter’s tear fell on tink.&lt;br /&gt;I DO BELIEVE IN FAIRIES, I DO I DO&lt;br /&gt;I DO BELIEVE IN FAIRIES, I DO I DO.&lt;br /&gt;It’s so cheesy&lt;br /&gt;This part is soo annoying.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, the pirates r saying it too…&lt;br /&gt;And they can’t even help it&lt;br /&gt;I like the triplets.&lt;br /&gt;That’s funy.&lt;br /&gt;SINGING!&lt;br /&gt;It’s snowing.,&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn’t they want it to snow.&lt;br /&gt;I like snow.&lt;br /&gt;The only colors are red and yellow.&lt;br /&gt;I think that’s funy.&lt;br /&gt;Tink’s getting some color back now.&lt;br /&gt;And the sun is starting to come up.&lt;br /&gt;And…SHE’S ALIVE!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, let’s throw up your best friend who just almost died into the air and see if she survives the fall…&lt;br /&gt;Now everything is orange.&lt;br /&gt;And…wendy is supposed to be a fortune teller or something….?&lt;br /&gt;Are all her stories true?&lt;br /&gt;Haha, he’s dead.,&lt;br /&gt;And the boys scream.&lt;br /&gt;Of course he was lonely.&lt;br /&gt;He didn’t have a wendy.&lt;br /&gt;Wow….2 down.&lt;br /&gt;A kiss….cuz inside, peter is really a ROMANTIC!&lt;br /&gt;The warty guy kissed the bear.&lt;br /&gt;Where’d all the snow go?&lt;br /&gt;And…ur telling him how to fly because….?&lt;br /&gt;No, cuz he touched the star dust&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of pirates of the carribean.&lt;br /&gt;She’s on the plank.&lt;br /&gt;She’s on the edge.&lt;br /&gt;And, she falls.&lt;br /&gt;But wait, there’s no splash….&lt;br /&gt;That’s cuz PAN SAVED HER!!!&lt;br /&gt;And now the croc’s on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;He’s picking up micheal by the nightgown.&lt;br /&gt;How?&lt;br /&gt;And how is a giant croc like that one supposed to support itself in the rigging?&lt;br /&gt;It’s HUGE!&lt;br /&gt;It would just fall.&lt;br /&gt;And there’s peter, w/ wendy.&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;Wait, where’s wendy going?&lt;br /&gt;I can’t believe hook doesn’t see peter between all the other boys…&lt;br /&gt;Wendy’s getting swords…&lt;br /&gt;That’s what she’s doing!&lt;br /&gt;Yes hook, there’s peter.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, it’s all his doing.&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t know hook’s first name is hook.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid hook, u just threw ur nice hat off the boat.&lt;br /&gt;Clash clash.&lt;br /&gt;All the pirates against peter?&lt;br /&gt;He could so win.&lt;br /&gt;I would think that the fully grown men would be stronger than the kids.&lt;br /&gt;Peter’s sword is caught…&lt;br /&gt;But he’s got it back.&lt;br /&gt;And now peter’s flying&lt;br /&gt;Stupid guy to try and grab him&lt;br /&gt;Haha, tink just pulled a guy off by his hair.&lt;br /&gt;And now hook’s flying.&lt;br /&gt;Yay.&lt;br /&gt;Oh course he likes to fly.&lt;br /&gt;But now peter’s got his confidence back.&lt;br /&gt;We all kno he’s gonna win.&lt;br /&gt;Yay.&lt;br /&gt;The subtitles say [grunting]&lt;br /&gt;Yes hook, tell us how peter is tragic.&lt;br /&gt;And, peter gets sad.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz stupid hook is talking.&lt;br /&gt;Why would the window be barred?&lt;br /&gt;Wendy wouldn’t forget about peter. She loves him!&lt;br /&gt;And …everything suddenly turns blue.&lt;br /&gt;U can only see wendy fighting, cuz she’s wearing white.&lt;br /&gt;And everyone freezes as peter falls.&lt;br /&gt;They can’t believe it.&lt;br /&gt;Peter has been defeated.&lt;br /&gt;And now he has no will to live.&lt;br /&gt;Because his wendy wants to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;NU HUH!!&lt;br /&gt;Wendy DOES LOVE HIM!!!&lt;br /&gt;And there’s the creepy guy in the sun glasses again.&lt;br /&gt;Exactly hook, u ARE unloved.&lt;br /&gt;Ssslllloowww mmmoootttiiiooonnn…&lt;br /&gt;FLYING HOOK HAIR!!!&lt;br /&gt;Peter is multi-colored.&lt;br /&gt;Did wendy just grab his hook?&lt;br /&gt;Peter look so sad.&lt;br /&gt;K, I’m gonna actually watch this part now, cuz it’s my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;Yay.&lt;br /&gt;Peter won.&lt;br /&gt;OLD ALONE DONE FOR!&lt;br /&gt;OLD ALONE DONE FOR!&lt;br /&gt;I love that.&lt;br /&gt;“oh, the cleverness of you.”&lt;br /&gt;And now the fairies r coming to take them back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;The boat looks kinda pretty&lt;br /&gt;And there’s the pretty moon again.&lt;br /&gt;And now the ship is sailing through clouds.&lt;br /&gt;And there’s BIG BEN.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, mommy’s still sitting there by the open window.&lt;br /&gt;And….they’re home.&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, they’re hats.&lt;br /&gt;Why doesn’t she see them?&lt;br /&gt;That’s stupid.&lt;br /&gt;And now, she realizes….that they ARE there..&lt;br /&gt;And now everyone is happy.&lt;br /&gt;Yay.&lt;br /&gt;I love happy endings.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3004324629761897083-7854066522858096933?l=imam99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/feeds/7854066522858096933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-peter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3004324629761897083/posts/default/7854066522858096933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3004324629761897083/posts/default/7854066522858096933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-peter.html' title='Oh Peter!'/><author><name>Meredith Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0qtvkI-Ev3M/Tiig93pLqyI/AAAAAAAAADs/NTmzulnydkY/s220/Costa-Rica1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3004324629761897083.post-5794743635224079133</id><published>2009-01-15T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T18:32:19.294-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><title type='text'>Procrastination</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hi. I guess most of the people reading this will already know me, so I won't have to put up too much about me.  Actually, I'm never that good at describing myself, so I won't attempt to.  I don't know how often I am going to post on this thing, but it probably won't be very often if my sporadic attempts at keeping a diary have anything to say about it.  So I guess I'll start rambling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I have discovered that I am addicted to watching tv shows online.  I almost never watch anything when it's actually playing on my screen, but I wait until it comes to the online world.  Maybe it's cuz of the whole minimal commercials thing, or maybe it's cuz I don't have time to watch tv when the shows are on.  Or maybe I just am too lazy to schedule a tv show into my day.  Either way, I am now addicted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I had a thought the other day, what if internet had never been invented.  I mean think about it, there would be no online shopping, no pirating videos or music, no stupid viruses and hackers, no cyberstalking online.  The world would be a much simpler place.  Hell, maybe we could have stopped global warning before it started?  But then again, we couldn't communicate as fast with people far away, unless by telephone.  There wouldn't be any online quizzes, no dating sites, no sharing pictures with relatives far away, no doing research for homework online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;...Actually, speaking of which, I should get back to that.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3004324629761897083-5794743635224079133?l=imam99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/feeds/5794743635224079133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/2009/01/procrastination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3004324629761897083/posts/default/5794743635224079133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3004324629761897083/posts/default/5794743635224079133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imam99.blogspot.com/2009/01/procrastination.html' title='Procrastination'/><author><name>Meredith Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0qtvkI-Ev3M/Tiig93pLqyI/AAAAAAAAADs/NTmzulnydkY/s220/Costa-Rica1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
