<?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-25836291</id><updated>2011-11-27T14:04:01.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4Gratitude</title><subtitle type='html'>My faith, my views, my scribbles.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-8166033355692620823</id><published>2007-08-29T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T08:17:42.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got a new blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awakenusall.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be posting on this blog (4gratitude) anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-8166033355692620823?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/8166033355692620823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=8166033355692620823' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/8166033355692620823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/8166033355692620823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-got-new-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-5917600643400412700</id><published>2007-08-27T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T09:01:07.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess I've decided to write a post about what's going on over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lanna will be going to a private school, and I will be homeschooled with my younger brothers and sister. I will be bored with lanna at school all the time (yes, she keeps me quite entertained). So after being inspired by Pirates Of The Caribean, I've decided to entertain myself by writing a pirate story. And Lanna couldn't let me do that without her so we made a deal. We decided that we would each write a pirate story in one year (our deadline is the 1st of September 2008) and we'll see who's story is "better".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So this morning I've been spending most of my computer time looking up pirate stuff, like parts of a ship, the different kinds of ships, weapons, that sort of thing. It's acctually really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll be posting more important stuff pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrrrggggg!!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-5917600643400412700?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5917600643400412700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=5917600643400412700' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/5917600643400412700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/5917600643400412700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-guess-ive-decided-to-write-post-about.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-1442708520298142910</id><published>2007-08-05T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T09:08:50.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(First a note to Austin: I answered your questions on my last post. :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live ~Nichole Nordeman~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you come that we might just survive?&lt;br /&gt;Did you come so we could just get by?&lt;br /&gt;Did you walk among us so we might merely limp along beside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bound, I have been set free&lt;br /&gt;But I have settled for apathy&lt;br /&gt;Did you come to make new&lt;br /&gt;And know I'd crawl right back into the skin you found me in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's where I am- not where I've been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me want to live&lt;br /&gt;You make me want to live&lt;br /&gt;You came to shake us&lt;br /&gt;And to wake us up to something more&lt;br /&gt;Than we'd always settled for&lt;br /&gt;And you make me want to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've all been up on the mountain top&lt;br /&gt;A golden glow that's bound to soon wear off&lt;br /&gt;Then it's back to the mundane, telling tales of glory days&lt;br /&gt;When we were hopeful that this change was here to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why would a young man&lt;br /&gt;Live in a waste land&lt;br /&gt;When the castle of his dreams is standing by?&lt;br /&gt;Why would a princess&lt;br /&gt;Put on an old dress&lt;br /&gt;To dance with her beloved and a chance to catch his eye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now a fun song (one of my favorites) by Hanson:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been There Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a downtown corner, people downtown know&lt;br /&gt;And a back beat rhythm on the radio&lt;br /&gt;And the girl who listens&lt;br /&gt;To a young man's song&lt;br /&gt;On the block I live on&lt;br /&gt;In the place I'm from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the young man sitting&lt;br /&gt;On the dock of the bay&lt;br /&gt;He took a longterm trip&lt;br /&gt;On a first class plane&lt;br /&gt;Now the whole world listens&lt;br /&gt;To that one man's song&lt;br /&gt;On the block I live on&lt;br /&gt;In the place I'm from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, does it move you&lt;br /&gt;Does it soothe you&lt;br /&gt;Does it fill your heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;With the roots of rock &amp; roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the man in black sits&lt;br /&gt;On a screened in porch&lt;br /&gt;Making birthday wishes&lt;br /&gt;Seventy one almost&lt;br /&gt;You can hear him singing&lt;br /&gt;Chariots swing low&lt;br /&gt;On the block I live on&lt;br /&gt;In the place I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, does it move you&lt;br /&gt;Does it soothe you&lt;br /&gt;Does it fill your heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;With the roots of rock &amp;amp; roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na I've been there before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you can't get through it&lt;br /&gt;You can listen to it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-1442708520298142910?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1442708520298142910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=1442708520298142910' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/1442708520298142910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/1442708520298142910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2007/08/live-nichole-nordeman-did-you-come-that.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-6002015240642106960</id><published>2007-07-09T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T07:48:35.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is our statemant of faith:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We believe:&lt;br /&gt;The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom. (Psalms 111:10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one God eternally existent, Yahweh, and one mediator between God and man, Yahshua the Messiah (Jesus the Christ). That Yahshua is God's only begotten son, who is the foundation of the kingdom of God and that all authority in heaven and up on Earth is given to Him.&lt;br /&gt;That Yahshua was conceived by the Holy Spirit and was born of the Virgin Mary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Yahshua's sinless life, miracles, vicarious and atoning crucifixion and death through his shed blood. His entombment and bodily resurrection on the third day. His ascension into Heaven where He reigns at the right hand of God, the Father Almighty, and in Yahshua's return in power and glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That man is created in the image of God, but is born with sinful nature. That because of sin, all mankind is in rebellion against God. That salvation of lost and sinful men, regeneration by the Holy Spirit is absolutely necessary. That man's only hope for redemption is through the atonement made by the Messiah. That salvation is by grace through faith and that faith without works is dead. In the present ministry of the Holy Spirit, by indwelling the Christian believer is enabled to live a more godly life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We believe in the spiritual unity of all true believers in our Saviour and Lord, Yahshua the Messiah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible is our tool to be used to facilitate out thirst for knowledge that we may learn what we seek in earnest of our Creator, Savior, creation, history, and His Will. We accept its teachings as the final authority in all matters of faith and practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Since Jesus refrained from such labeling "Catholic,""Protestant,"" Baptist," etc in scripture in reference to his faith, our family has been unwilling to adhere to any particular label of Christian faith as well. And, since we believe that labels tend to inhibit spiritual growth, we prefer to remain "non-denominational."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-6002015240642106960?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6002015240642106960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=6002015240642106960' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/6002015240642106960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/6002015240642106960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-is-our-statemant-of-faith-we.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-947017225859091129</id><published>2007-06-17T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T08:57:00.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Fray lyrics &lt;strong&gt;How To Save A Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Step one you say we need to talk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He walks you say sit down it's just a talk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He smiles politely back at you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You stare politely right on through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some sort of window to your right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As he goes left and you stay right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Between the lines of fear and blame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you begin to wonder why you came&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where did I go wrong, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I lost a friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I would have stayed up with you all night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had I known how to save a life&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let him know that you know best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause after all you do know best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Try to slip past his defense&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Without granting innocence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lay down a list of what is wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The things you've told him all along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And pray to God he hears you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And pray to God he hears you&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where did I go wrong, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I lost a friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I would have stayed up with you all night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had I known how to save a life&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As he begins to raise his voice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You lower yours and grant him one last choice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Drive until you lose the road&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or break with the ones you've followed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He will do one of two things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He will admit to everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or he'll say he's just not the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you'll begin to wonder why you came&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where did I go wrong, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I lost a friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I would have stayed up with you all night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had I known how to save a life&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&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;&lt;strong&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;&lt;strong&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;&lt;strong&gt;Work&lt;/strong&gt; lyrics by Jars Of Clay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just in case, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will leave my things packed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I can run away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cannot trust these voices &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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't have a line of prospects that can give somekind of peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is nothing left to cling to that can bring me sweet releas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have no fear of drowning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's the breathing that's taking all this work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you know what I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Empty spaces with shadows hit by streetlights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Warnings signs and weight of tired conversations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the absence of a shoulder, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in the abscess of a thief&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the brink of this destruction, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on the eve of bittersweet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now all the demons look like prophets and I'm living out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every word they speak, every word they speak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you know what I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you know what I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alone, alone, I don't want to be alone&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have no fear of drowning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its the breathing that takes all the work&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-947017225859091129?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/947017225859091129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=947017225859091129' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/947017225859091129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/947017225859091129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2007/06/fray-lyrics-how-to-save-life-step-one.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-1285740037422342844</id><published>2007-05-28T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T19:27:29.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a few changes on my blog. I put some of my favorite scriptures on the side underneath my "About Me" if you would like to go and read them. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-1285740037422342844?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1285740037422342844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=1285740037422342844' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/1285740037422342844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/1285740037422342844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-1567206497809095451</id><published>2007-05-13T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:06:48.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_928eU2ZErRo/RkenFKgwuqI/AAAAAAAAAAs/j0AimErII4k/s1600-h/singing2bl.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064200013164362402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_928eU2ZErRo/RkenFKgwuqI/AAAAAAAAAAs/j0AimErII4k/s320/singing2bl.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a song called The Walk by Zac Hanson. This is one that I learned to play on the piano. Hanson is not a Christian band, but there songs are 'safe',I guess you could call it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;THE WALK by Zac Hanson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Well deep in the woods &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Where nothing is seen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;A tightrope is strung to his heel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;And high on the walk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;He's down on one knee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;He waits for the slow of the breeze &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Oh, wow, look at him now, on his feet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;High up in the sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;And every moment stands endlessly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;It feels as though time isn't moving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;And every second, one breath not to breathe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I watch as he moves to the beat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;While I'm on the floor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I watch from my seat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;And watch as he sways with the trees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;And slowly he moves, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;but elegantly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I'm more on the edge of my seat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;On the tightrope &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Everything's bare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;All that there is is from here to there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;On the tightrope &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;The goal is quite clear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Don't lose yourself in your fear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Everyone waits on the walk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Some are long and some small &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;But all of them tall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Everyone must make a choice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Will I go for it all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;And possibly fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;The tightrope is thin I could possibly win on the walk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Well high on the walk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;The tightrope it bends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;And nobody knows where it ends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;To win or to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;You're all on your own &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Everyone must be alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;On the tightrope &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Everything's bare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;All that there is is from here to there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;On the tightrope &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;The goal is quite clear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Don't lose yourself in your fear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064196830593596050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_928eU2ZErRo/RkekL6gwupI/AAAAAAAAAAk/SwLZlfsPvwA/s320/singing2gr.gif" border="0" /&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;Here are some pics that I took for photography:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064202117698337458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_928eU2ZErRo/Rkeo_qgwurI/AAAAAAAAAA0/aLDF_yqCOxI/s320/102_4051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This one's not great&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064205605211781826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_928eU2ZErRo/RkesKqgwusI/AAAAAAAAAA8/FgtnEIguItg/s320/102_4064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-1567206497809095451?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1567206497809095451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=1567206497809095451' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/1567206497809095451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/1567206497809095451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2007/05/here-is-song-called-walk-by-zac-hanson.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_928eU2ZErRo/RkenFKgwuqI/AAAAAAAAAAs/j0AimErII4k/s72-c/singing2bl.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-2467088353178680485</id><published>2007-05-13T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T08:31:31.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone.&lt;br /&gt; Sorry for not posting in forever. I have been really busy and have not had much computer time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm assuming that all of you have seen Lanna's post about what's been up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to another wedding yesterday. It was beautiful!!! The bridesmaids wore really pretty purple dresses. It was cool. The wedding was outside so the scenery was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll hopefully be posting more soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-2467088353178680485?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2467088353178680485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=2467088353178680485' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/2467088353178680485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/2467088353178680485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2007/05/hey-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-5697184780578877133</id><published>2007-03-23T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:06:49.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_928eU2ZErRo/RgPhjMVFnNI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Ns4iAyAIG5Q/s1600-h/word99.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045124002306432210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="44" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_928eU2ZErRo/RgPhjMVFnNI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Ns4iAyAIG5Q/s320/word99.gif" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jars Of Clay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love Song For A Savior &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In open fields of wild flowers,  she breathes the air and flies away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She thanks her Jesus for the daises and the roses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in no simple language&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someday she'll understand the meaning of it all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's more than the laughter or the stars in the heavens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As close a heartbeat or a song on her lips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someday she'll trust Him and learn how to see Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someday He'll call her and she will come running and fall in His arms and the tears will fall down and she'll pray,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I want to fall in love with You"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sitting silent wearing Sunday best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sermon echoes through the walls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A great salvation through it calls to the peoplewho stare into nowhere, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and can't feel the chains on their souls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's more than the laughter or the stars in the heavens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As close a heartbeat or a song on our lips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someday we'll trust Him and learn how to see Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someday He'll call us and we will come running and fall in His arms and the tears will fall down and we'll pray,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I want to fall in love with You"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems too easy to call you "Savior",&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not close enough to call you "God"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as I sit and think of words I can mention &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to show my devotion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I want to fall in love with You"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"my heart beats for You"&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045123998011464882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_928eU2ZErRo/RgPhi8VFnLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FUcAa9mU_JA/s320/musicline58.gif" 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/25836291-5697184780578877133?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5697184780578877133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=5697184780578877133' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/5697184780578877133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/5697184780578877133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2007/03/jars-of-clay-love-song-for-savior-in.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_928eU2ZErRo/RgPhjMVFnNI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Ns4iAyAIG5Q/s72-c/word99.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-3542841434061798995</id><published>2007-03-01T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T07:17:37.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Found this on an email, and I believe it is by Ben Williams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BEAUTIFUL ANALOGY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man went to a barbershop to have his hair cut and his beard trimmed.&lt;br /&gt;As the barber began to work, they began to have a good conversation.&lt;br /&gt;They talked about so many things and various subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they eventually touched on the subject of God, the barber said: "I&lt;br /&gt;don't believe that God exists."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why do you say that?" asked the customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, you just have to go out in the street to realize that God doesn't&lt;br /&gt;exist. Tell me, if God exists, would there be so many sick people? Would&lt;br /&gt;there be abandoned children? If God existed, there would be neither&lt;br /&gt;suffering nor pain. I can't imagine a loving God who would allow all of&lt;br /&gt;these things."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The customer thought for a moment, but didn't respond because he didn't&lt;br /&gt;want to start an argument. The barber finished his job and the customer&lt;br /&gt;left the shop. Just after he left the barbershop, he saw a man in the&lt;br /&gt;street with long, stringy, dirty hair and an untrimmed beard. He looked&lt;br /&gt;dirty and unkempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The customer turned back and entered the barber shop again and he said&lt;br /&gt;to the barber: "You know what? Barbers do not exist."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How can you say that?" asked the surprised barber. "I am here, and I am&lt;br /&gt;a barber. And I just worked on you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No!" the customer exclaimed. "Barbers don't exist because if they did,&lt;br /&gt;there would be no people with dirty long hair and untrimmed beards, like&lt;br /&gt;that man outside."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, but barbers DO exist! " answered the barber. " What happens is,&lt;br /&gt;people do not come to me. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Exactly!" affirmed the customer. "That's the point! God, too, DOES&lt;br /&gt;exist! What happens, is, people don't go to Him and do not look for Him.&lt;br /&gt;That's why there's so much pain and suffering in the world."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-3542841434061798995?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/3542841434061798995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=3542841434061798995' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/3542841434061798995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/3542841434061798995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2007/03/found-this-on-email-and-i-believe-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-5255734252558076163</id><published>2007-02-27T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T07:05:13.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Circles by Switchfoot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day&lt;br /&gt;Another sunrise&lt;br /&gt;Another factory call&lt;br /&gt;Another nigh&lt;br /&gt;Another sunset&lt;br /&gt;Another freefall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life&lt;br /&gt;In my own purpose&lt;br /&gt;Within the weakness&lt;br /&gt;Within the weakness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spinning out in circles&lt;br /&gt;In circles, in circles&lt;br /&gt;Spinning out in circles&lt;br /&gt;In circles, in circles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day&lt;br /&gt;Another lifetime&lt;br /&gt;Another engine stalls&lt;br /&gt;Another line&lt;br /&gt;Another freeway&lt;br /&gt;Another freefall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life&lt;br /&gt;In my own purpose&lt;br /&gt;Within the weakness&lt;br /&gt;Within the weakness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spinning out in circles&lt;br /&gt;In circles, in circles&lt;br /&gt;Spinning out in circles&lt;br /&gt;In circles, in circles&lt;br /&gt;In circles, in circles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve lost all that I wanted to leave&lt;br /&gt;I’ve lost all that I wanted to be&lt;br /&gt;Don’t that there’s nothing this true&lt;br /&gt;Don’t believe in this modern machine&lt;br /&gt;The modern machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circles Spinning,&lt;br /&gt;Spinning In circles, in circles&lt;br /&gt;Spinning out in circles&lt;br /&gt;In circles, in circles&lt;br /&gt;In circles, in circles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-5255734252558076163?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5255734252558076163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=5255734252558076163' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/5255734252558076163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/5255734252558076163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2007/02/circles-by-switchfoot-another-day.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-117155115930025150</id><published>2007-02-15T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T07:16:31.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I finally was able to get on here after a long long time of trying to upgrade to the new blogger, and it wasn't working. It wouldn't even let me come on. I've now found a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;~STRANGE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger, I remember something like this happening:&lt;br /&gt;I walked into the kitchen, complaining to my mom that my sister (or someone else, I can't quite remember) thought I was doing something weirdly, or that I was strange. She looked at me with a look of confidance on her face and said,"People thought Jesus was weird."&lt;br /&gt;I had never thought about it like that. Now, I think that the best answer when someone says you're weird is, "Thank you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I was recently listening to a Rebecca St. James song when I thought of this. I was exited over something to post about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2365/2704/320/880924/musicline60.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&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/25836291-117155115930025150?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/117155115930025150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=117155115930025150' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/117155115930025150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/117155115930025150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-finally-was-able-to-get-on-here.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-117069146777491146</id><published>2007-02-05T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T08:04:27.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Hi everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I have nothing to post about so I need your ideas. For now here's some stuff:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Awakening  by Switchfoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Face Down With The La Curbside EndingsWith The Ones And Zeros. Downtown Was The Perfect Place To Hide.The First Star That I Saw Last Night Was A Headlight Of A Man-made Sky, But Man- Made Never Made Our Dreams Collide, Collide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Here We Are Now With The Falling Sky And The Rain,  We're Awakening Here We Are Now With Our Desperate Youth And The Pain, We're Awakening Maybe It's Called Ambition, You've Been Talking In Your Sleep About A Dream, We're Awakening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; Last Week Found Me Living For Nothing But Deadlines, With My Dead Beat Sky But, This Town Doesn't Look The Same Tonight   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; These Dreams Started Singing To Me Out Of Nowhere And In All My Life I Don't Know If I've Ever Felt So Alive, Alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I Want To Wake Up Kicking And ScreamingI Want To Wake Up Kicking And ScreamingI Want A Heart That I Know Is Beating,It's Beating,I'm Bleeding I Want To Wake Up Kicking And Screaming I Want To Live Like I Know What I'm Leaving I Want A Heart That I Know Is Beating, It's Beating... It's Beating...I'm Bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; Now I have a question for all of you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; Are there any weird facts about yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Me? yes... My hands are (yuck) peeling.  Another? Yes... I like to print up songs off of Ultimate guitar.com and use the chords to learn the song on the &lt;em&gt;piano.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I have to get off now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-117069146777491146?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/117069146777491146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=117069146777491146' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/117069146777491146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/117069146777491146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2007/02/hi-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-116973928218746559</id><published>2007-01-25T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T07:34:42.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;We are doing a study on the Brante sisters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt; We saw the first half of Jane Eyre last Sunday night, and I am reading  Wurthering Hights. I will probably post about them when we're done with the study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-116973928218746559?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/116973928218746559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=116973928218746559' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116973928218746559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116973928218746559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2007/01/we-are-doing-study-on-brante-sisters.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-116904897249003126</id><published>2007-01-17T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T07:49:32.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; LIES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; How many lies do YOU think that the average person tells in one day?  Little white lies, like, "you look fine " and "I really don't!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; Please comment and give me your guess. My guess is ALOT! : ) :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-116904897249003126?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/116904897249003126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=116904897249003126' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116904897249003126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116904897249003126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2007/01/lies-how-many-lies-do-you-think-that.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-116904871845880901</id><published>2007-01-17T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T07:45:18.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't worry, I'm working on posting. Okay, I need help about what to post about! Ideas?&lt;br /&gt;I have one idea... I'll get to posting. But for now, I put this song on here so you can listen. Here are the words:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Jars Of Clay - Amazing Grace Lyrics&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;pre style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I grew this heart into a drifter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never felt the roots I bare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sold my sight, oh brother, sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a mountain of fool's gold, it's gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only God knows, God knows where&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul was restless for redemption&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet were lookin' for a place to stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I ain't got no life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know I ain't got no money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the faith of an empty hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing grace, I feel you coming up slowly now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the sun is risin', heat on my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh love that keeps on shinin', don't let the shadow come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know I gotta feel your healin' rays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hitched a ride, I was a beggar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had murder on my hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I neede water to rinse these stains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But only blood could remove what's spillin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pardon me the blame&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-116904871845880901?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/116904871845880901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=116904871845880901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116904871845880901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116904871845880901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2007/01/dont-worry-im-working-on-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-116769398063604480</id><published>2007-01-01T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T15:26:20.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Happy New Year's day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2365/2704/1600/486340/musicline58.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2365/2704/320/830427/musicline58.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-116769398063604480?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/116769398063604480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=116769398063604480' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116769398063604480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116769398063604480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-years-day.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-116740742905759765</id><published>2006-12-29T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T08:07:28.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2365/2704/1600/233417/Joella%20mirrior%20coloring%20book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2365/2704/320/668745/Joella%20mirrior%20coloring%20book.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;This is me!!! I had my back to the mirror in our hall. Lanna took this pic of me and my reflection, and I turned it coloring book mode on the computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Visit my other blog,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://homeschoolblogger/AllKeyedUp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;http://homeschoolblogger/AllKeyedUp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-116740742905759765?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/116740742905759765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=116740742905759765' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116740742905759765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116740742905759765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-is-me-i-had-my-back-to-mirror-in.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-116727076842289799</id><published>2006-12-27T17:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T19:33:48.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spirits On Trial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(Note: this is all based off of a pamphlet written by Ben Williams)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;In Salem, Massachusetts in 1692, "it appeared that some people had evil spirits possessing them." Many people were killed because they looked different or weren't like everyone else, because it was believed that these people were possessed. During those five moths, 20 people were executed for "witchcraft." Were they really possessed? You are soon to find out.&lt;br /&gt; This is kind of a big thing. Some of you won't agree with all of this, and will try your hardest to come up with the perfect argument. Well, there is no perfect argument. It won't do you or me any good, so just read on. I'm not saying 'don't argue', I'm saying,'keep in mind that it probably won't do us any good.' and 'there is no perfect argument'. I know you won't agree (some of you), but this is about what I believe, so here you go.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Try the Spirits"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 John 4:1&lt;br /&gt;"Beloved, believe not every spirit, but try the spirits whether they are of God: because many false prophets are gone out into the world."&lt;br /&gt; This means that we should test the things that our teachers, (prophets) and preachers teach us.&lt;br /&gt;We must test the word "Spirit".&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spirit and ghost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word "ghost" comes from the old German word "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;giest".  &lt;/span&gt;The dictionary gives this description for the word ghost:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "... the disembodied  spirit of a dead person imagined as wandering among, or haunting, living persons..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you were younger, weren't you scared of the unknown? You thought that there was something there coming after you, and you called it a ghost. It really wasn't there, but you thought it was. This is what you imagine when you think of ghost. An invisible being floating around haunting people. It's known as a 'dead person who really isn't dead'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now we look at the word Spirit. Let's test what our preachers taught us. Let's make a good judgment and look at things for ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The meaning of the word "spirit"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The English word "spirit" is translated from the Hebrew Old Testament word  "Ruwach" (roo'akh). Also, the Greek New Scriptures, the word is "Pneuma" (pa-nyew'-mah). Both of these mean "Air in motion". Air in motion causes things to move, and think about it, what causes US to move? A wind that drives us to move, that would be our spirit. Yes, not a 'ghost' inside of us that will live when we die, but our spirit. e.g. the spirit of fear, the spirit truth, spirit of God, humble spirit, spirit of grace...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So do you believe in ghosts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If you do, then re-explain what it is that I just said.&lt;br /&gt; 'Wind in motion'. You can't see that, only what it does. You can't see our spirits, only what they do.&lt;br /&gt; Man kind have wild imaginations. If there is something unknown, we tend to let our minds wander. We come up with crazy stuff. Like ghosts... (want to know more, read about it yourself)&lt;br /&gt; Things that we can't see, things like gravity, electricity, all makes us wander. We can't see wind, does this mean that it's a "ghost?" "A person who is dead, but not really dead?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Conclusion:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No ghosts, your spirit is what drives you to do things, not a floating thing that haunts people.&lt;br /&gt; The holy spirit is God's tool to motivate and drive you to do good. You pray "Lord, bring 'so-and-so' your holy spirit" Do you know what you're asking when you say that? Well, maybe now you do.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ben Williams  wrote about all this is his pamphlet "Spirits on Trail" (which this is based off of), if you want to know more, then you can get one of those pamphlets. Question everything that your preachers tell you, you don't know where they learned that. It' s much easier to just listen and believe everything, but is that what God wants?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Comments welcome. So&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; go ahead, start arguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-116727076842289799?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/116727076842289799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=116727076842289799' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116727076842289799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116727076842289799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/12/spirits-on-trial-note-this-is-all.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-116623511504527321</id><published>2006-12-15T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T19:50:18.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday is a                      wrinkle on your forehead&lt;br /&gt;                 Yesterday is a promise that you've broken&lt;br /&gt;                 Don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;                 Don't close your eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is your life                      and today is all you've got now&lt;br /&gt;                 And today is all you'll ever have&lt;br /&gt;                 Don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;                 Don't close your eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is your life                  &lt;br /&gt;                 Are you who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;                 This is your life&lt;br /&gt;                 Are you who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;                 This is your life&lt;br /&gt;                 Is it everything you've dreamed it would be&lt;br /&gt;                 When the world was younger&lt;br /&gt;                 and you had everything to lose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't close your                      eyes&lt;br /&gt;                 Don't close your eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday is a                      kid in the corner&lt;br /&gt;                 Yesterday is dead and over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is your life                  &lt;br /&gt;                 Are you who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;                 This is your life&lt;br /&gt;                 Are you who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;                 This is your life&lt;br /&gt;                 is it everything you've dreamed it would be&lt;br /&gt;                 when the world was younger&lt;br /&gt;                 and you had everything to lose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't close your                      eyes&lt;br /&gt;                 Don't close your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt; ~Switchfoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;This is your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-116623511504527321?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/116623511504527321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=116623511504527321' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116623511504527321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116623511504527321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-is-your-life-yesterday-is-wrinkle.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-116553518146451051</id><published>2006-12-07T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T15:46:21.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to see how different our opinions are. Tell me what YOU think this means:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 12:32 to work sensibly and logically Yaweh, Jesus, and the holy spirit have to be three separate things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-116553518146451051?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/116553518146451051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=116553518146451051' title='123 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116553518146451051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116553518146451051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-want-to-see-how-different-our.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>123</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-116552149173331057</id><published>2006-12-07T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T19:51:38.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Real Gratitude &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Thanks! Thank you. I really appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you very much. It was really nice of you. Thank you so much. I want you to know how much I appreciate it. I am so grateful...&lt;/span&gt; There are many ways to say it... It's a good thing that there are so many ways to say thank you, because words of thanks are some of the most important that ever come through our lips. Three-year-olds should say it. Eighty-three year olds should say it. I should say it. You should say it. We should say it to people we live with, to casual acquaintances, to lifelong friends, and to people that we never expect to see again..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;-Bethany Notgrass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Ever realize that "Thank you" is so important? People don't have to do things for you. Your mom never HAD TO pay to get you piano lessons. Your sister never HAD TO give you back your watch. Your great aunt never HAD TO send you that package... But yet, they do it anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;God never HAD TO give you anything. Yet, he does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;We don't deserve all the things we have, but yet we get them anyway. We are all sinners, so none of us deserve what we have. Your mom CHOSE to pay for those piano lessons, because she CHOSE to be a nice person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; "And what about accomplishments? We've been able to do cool things because (reaching around as far as necessary to pat ourselves on the back) we have worked hard or sacrificed, right? Well, sorry; wrong. That is definitely not the whole story. We can't forget the other people who are behind what we have been able to do. What about the mom who gave up the comforts to pay for piano lessons, and is not the one being applauded? What about the person who first showed you what it means to serve? Is she forgotten when someone compliments you on your wonderful attitude?..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Bethany Notgrass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Like I said, God doesn't HAVE TO give you what you have, (or even what you need) but yet we can trust him to give us what we need...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;__________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt; Gratitude  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;by Nichole Nordeman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Send some rain, would you send some rain?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the earth is dry and needs to drink again&lt;br /&gt;And the sun is high and we are sinking in the shade&lt;br /&gt;Would you send a cloud, thunder long and loud?&lt;br /&gt;Let the sky grow black and send some mercy down&lt;br /&gt;Surely you can see that we are thirsty and afraid&lt;br /&gt;But maybe not, not today&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll provide in other ways&lt;br /&gt;And if that's the case...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll give thanks to You with gratitude&lt;br /&gt;For lessons learned in how to thirst for You&lt;br /&gt;How to bless the very sun that warms our face&lt;br /&gt;If you never send us rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daily bread, give us daily bread&lt;br /&gt;Bless our bodies, keep our children fed&lt;br /&gt;Fill our cup, then fill them up again tonight&lt;br /&gt;Wrap us up&lt;br /&gt;And warm us through&lt;br /&gt;Tucked away beneath our sturdy roofs&lt;br /&gt;Let us slumber safe from danger's view this time.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe not, not today&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll provide in other ways&lt;br /&gt;And if that's the case...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll give thanks to you&lt;br /&gt;With gratitude&lt;br /&gt;A lesson learned in how to hunger after you&lt;br /&gt;That a starry  sky offers a better view if no roof is overhead&lt;br /&gt;And if we never taste that bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the differences that often are between&lt;br /&gt;Everything we want and what we really need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So grant us peace, Jesus, grant us peace&lt;br /&gt;Move our hearts to hear a single beat&lt;br /&gt;Between alibis and enemies tonight&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe not, not today&lt;br /&gt;Peace might be another world away&lt;br /&gt;And if that's the case...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll give thanks to You&lt;br /&gt;With gratitude&lt;br /&gt;For lessons learned in how to trust in You&lt;br /&gt;That we are blessed beyond our wildest dreams&lt;br /&gt;In abundance or in need&lt;br /&gt;And if you never grant us peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Jesus, would you please...&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; Comments welcome!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Dec. 7th, reminds me of World War 2.&lt;br /&gt;~Jo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-116552149173331057?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/116552149173331057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=116552149173331057' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116552149173331057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116552149173331057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/12/real-gratitude-thanks-thank-you.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-116377956697620611</id><published>2006-11-17T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T08:06:06.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tell me if it worked. I can't hear anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-116377956697620611?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/116377956697620611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=116377956697620611' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116377956697620611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116377956697620611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/11/tell-me-if-it-worked.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-116377802785968918</id><published>2006-11-17T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T19:53:16.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(101, 50, 50);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica,Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Here are the words to ~Unforgetful You~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I tryed to put it on here, but it won't work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/tsmileys2/14.gif" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(101, 50, 50);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:SaddleBrown;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica,Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;UNFORGETFUL YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;i never minded calling you a king&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;if that meant that i could count on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;to give me everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;i never thought to ask you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;i always thought you knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;it was never my intention to question you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;you never minded calling me a child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;well, i guess that's how i acted all the while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;but you live through every tantrum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;you see through every lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;though they seem to be more common&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;i just wanted to know why oh why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;unforgetful you, unforgetful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;unforgetful you, so unforgetful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;you never minded giving us the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;then showing us how blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;and unaware of you we are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;you painted me a picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;and showed me how to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;though i just won't behold it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;unless it pertains to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Hope you liked it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/tsmileys2/01.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-116377802785968918?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/116377802785968918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=116377802785968918' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116377802785968918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116377802785968918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/11/here-are-words-to-unforgetful-you-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-116360746208597545</id><published>2006-11-15T08:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T19:54:21.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Hi everyone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I made some changes. I don't have time to put music on right now, but when I get time, I will. Any requests on song? (Christian songs please). I'll see if the place where I get my music has it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; I also can't figure out how to change user names. I know that daisy has done it before, but I don't know how.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; Like the "new and improved" blog??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; JO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-116360746208597545?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/116360746208597545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=116360746208597545' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116360746208597545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116360746208597545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/11/hi-everyone-i-made-some-changes_15.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-116291419454390557</id><published>2006-11-07T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T07:43:14.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to change my blog just yet, but I might do it soon, when I'm prepared.&lt;br /&gt; I have just decided to put on an upbeat song, because the other one was too soft.&lt;br /&gt; Now, here's where I need  YOUR help. I need your ideas for what some of my posts should be about when I change this blog. You could give me a list of things that you want to know my opinion on, or just one thing that I could do, just because it's something. I'm open to new ideas.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you think of this music!!!&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to comment (PLease).&lt;br /&gt;JO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-116291419454390557?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/116291419454390557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=116291419454390557' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116291419454390557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116291419454390557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/11/okay-i-dont-want-to-change-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-116260121001681061</id><published>2006-11-03T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T19:55:23.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;ell me what you think of this music. It won't be on for very long, because it's kinda soft for me.&lt;br /&gt;But I do like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-116260121001681061?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/116260121001681061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=116260121001681061' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116260121001681061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116260121001681061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/11/tell-me-what-you-think-of-this-music.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-116260090032924801</id><published>2006-11-03T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T19:56:29.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I think I'll go and find words to a song to put on here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Okay, let's see... fine. I can't find anything. I'll just have to type it myself instead of copy and paste it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have an idea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'll put the words to I am, I very very soft song, on here, and I'll put the song on here so you can listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I am by Nichole Nordeman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;pencil marks on a wall, I wasn't always this tall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;You scattered some monsters from beneath my bead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;You watched my team win&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;You watched my team lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;You watched when my bicycle went down again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;And when I was weak, unable to speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Still I could call you by name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;And I said elbo whealer, Superhero,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Come if you can,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;You said, I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Only 16, life is so mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;What kind of curfew is at 10 pm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;You saw my mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;And watched my heart break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Heard when I swore I'd never love again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;And when I was weak, unable to speak,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Still I could call you by name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;And I said, Heartache healer, Secret Keeper,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Be my best friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;And you said, I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;You saw me wear white, by pale candlelight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I said forever to what lies ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Two kids and a dream, with kids that can scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Too much it might seem when it's 2 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;And when I was weak, unable to speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Still i could call you by name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Shepherd, savior, pasture maker,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Hold on to my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;And you said, I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;The winds of change and circumstance blow in all around us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;So we find a foothold that's familiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;And bless the moments that we feel you nearer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;When life had begun, I was woven and spun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;You let the angels dance around the throne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;And who can say when, but they'll dance again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;When i am free and finally headed home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I will be weak, unable to speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Still I will call you by name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Creator, Maker, Life sustainer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Comforter, healer, my redeemer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Lord and king, Beginning and the End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I am,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;yes I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-116260090032924801?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/116260090032924801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=116260090032924801' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116260090032924801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116260090032924801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-think-ill-go-and-find-words-to-song.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-116256987127208552</id><published>2006-11-03T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T08:04:31.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;heya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I got an idea. My mom won't let me get another blog to put my beliefs on, sooooooo... My idea is to put them on here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt; I'll have to work hard to get something good, so it may take awhile.  My sister has a blog just for this, it's called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://heisheroic.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;http://heisheroic.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Well, when I find something good, I'll be sure to put it on here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt; I already have an idea, but not enought time to do it right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-116256987127208552?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/116256987127208552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=116256987127208552' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116256987127208552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116256987127208552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/11/heya-i-got-idea.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-116231061991051153</id><published>2006-10-31T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T08:07:23.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Hey everyone,&lt;br /&gt;I had another rehearsal last night. It went well. I did very very well. I am so proud!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was trying to read a tung (How do you spell?) twister book to my little siblings. I think I'm getting the hang of tung twisters. We have to say one called ~Grip Top Sock~ for the play to "help us talk." I say that because I'm not going to try to spell pronouciat- Uh, see.&lt;br /&gt;I get my music for my blog from John's Christian music codes, they really need more recent Jars Of Clay. I hope they got some new stuff soon, because there are some really good songs that I would be able to put on here. I wish I could put the song~Overjoyed~ on here. I really like that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Here are the words to a song called ~Something Beautiful~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If you put your arms around me, could it change the way I feel? I guess I let myself believe, the outside might just bleed it's way in. Maybe stir the sleeping past, lying under glass. Waiting for the kiss, to break this awful spell. Put me out of this lonely hell. Close my eyes and hold my heart. Cover me and make me something. Change this something normal, into something beautiful. What I get form my reflection isn't what I thought I'd see. Give me reason to believe, that you'd never leave me incomplete. Will you untie this loss of mine, it so easily defines me. DO you see it on my face? That all I can think about is how long I've been wait ing to feel you move me. Cover me and make me normal. Change this something normal, into something beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-116231061991051153?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/116231061991051153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=116231061991051153' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116231061991051153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116231061991051153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/10/hey-everyone-i-had-another-rehearsal.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-116196278235838827</id><published>2006-10-27T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T08:26:22.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hey, Tell me what you think of the music!!!!!!!!!!!It's Love song for a savior by Jars Of Clay! I can play it on the piano, and it's really pretty on the piano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-116196278235838827?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/116196278235838827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=116196278235838827' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116196278235838827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116196278235838827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/10/hey-tell-me-what-you-think-of-musicits.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-116196197717134005</id><published>2006-10-27T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T08:12:57.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Hello,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;My dad's been working away, and he wants us to go visit him, and it's gonna really screw up the play, and I'm upset, and I miss my kitty, and you're probably wondering when I'm gonna stop complaining, and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Okay, it's not all bad news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Last night, on the way home from play rehearsals, I poked my sister and blamed it on someone else. Well, people call him jo, but people also call me jo, so I don't call him that. He says"Don't blame it one me!" And my sister says,"Yeah, you wouldn't do that would you?" "NOpe." Then, few seconds later, he poked her and blamed it on me.I wonder how many times she was poked last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; Yasterday, there were two baby racoons in our tree. They were so cute. I've seen them around here before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; Jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-116196197717134005?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/116196197717134005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=116196197717134005' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116196197717134005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116196197717134005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-my-dads-been-working-away-and-he.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-116179060103075681</id><published>2006-10-25T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T08:37:36.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Howdy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lots, well, iguess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Play practices are going well. We're supposed to have our lines down in two weeks, so I better get to work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We had to put my cat down yesterday. I miss him!!! He was sick. We burried him in our chicken pen, so that our dogs wouldn't dig him up. It doesn't seem real. I've had my cat almost ever since can remember. Seems Like I'm still expecting to go out side and see him prancing around like normal. But, I know that he's gone. It's hard to belive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm really shy, so last night, when we were riding to play practices, everyone was talking but me. Then, one of the boys asked me how I was doing, and I said good. Then, silence fell all around, untill someone said, "She talked!" (Pretty pathetic, huh? But maybe now it'll turn around. My sister told them that at home she can't get me to shut up! They might start talking to me. I'm not good at starting comversations, so they'll have to do it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I guess that's about all, exept that I've been having some pretty wierd dreams lately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Somedayandforever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Or, you know, you can call me jo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-116179060103075681?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/116179060103075681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=116179060103075681' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116179060103075681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116179060103075681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/10/howdy-lots-well-iguess.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-116144491974689256</id><published>2006-10-21T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T08:35:19.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>howdy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm cold and tired. Is that all I came on here to say??&lt;br /&gt;Uhh, play rehearsals have been going well. It's gonna be alot of fun, and I'm hopefully going to make some new friends, because there are lots of people my age this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-116144491974689256?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/116144491974689256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=116144491974689256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116144491974689256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116144491974689256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/10/howdy.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-116057927060742216</id><published>2006-10-11T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T08:07:50.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hey everyone. Alot happened yeaterday. (Daisy, I wrote your letter yesterday, so you'l find out EVERYTHING that happened. Well, I think it's better to talk on the phone) We started bloching last night (for the play).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt; IN one part, I have to grab the back of the town crier's shirt and sorta drag him. That's gonna be funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt; I like this writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;We also had tap class. Didn't go so well for me. They were doing juumps, and I don't like doing them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Okay, here's ANOTHER link to my homeschool blog, mainly 4 daisy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="http://homeschoolblogger.com/AllKeyedUp/" href="http://homeschoolblogger.com/AllKeyedUp/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;http&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;://&lt;/span&gt;homeschoolblogger.com/AllKeyedUp/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Later,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;somedayandforever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-116057927060742216?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/116057927060742216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=116057927060742216' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116057927060742216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116057927060742216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/10/hey-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-116040896845828214</id><published>2006-10-09T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T08:49:28.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hey,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(:Okay, Daisy, here is a link to my homeschool blog: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="http://homeschoolblogger.com/AllKeyedUp/" href="http://homeschoolblogger.com/AllKeyedUp/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;http://homeschoolblogger.com/AllKeyedUp/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My stomach hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My sister, Lanna, started a new blog and deleted her old one. Her new blog is called Heroic, just like her old one, only with a C instead of a K.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I got a  part in a play. I got the part that I wanted!!! Our bloching is tonight, or maybe all of you don't know what that is, because I just learned what it was last may. I'll just say, our first reahearsals are tonight. It will be soo much fun to do this play!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well, I guess that's about it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;as always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;somedayandforever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-116040896845828214?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/116040896845828214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=116040896845828214' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116040896845828214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/116040896845828214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/10/hey-okay-daisy-here-is-link-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-115902429007685660</id><published>2006-09-23T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T08:11:30.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hello,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(:Daisy, it wouldn't let me comment on your blog, I tried! Your friend was just joking?? Woa, that was a bad joke!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm listening to Switchfoot. It's cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My dad fixed our car yesterday. Now we can ride in the car instead of walking everywhere. And we can go shoe shopping!! Yeah.And while we were in town picking up the car part we needed, I bought headphones and betteries for my walkmin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Well, I guess that's about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Later,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ME &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-115902429007685660?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/115902429007685660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=115902429007685660' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115902429007685660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115902429007685660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-daisy-it-wouldnt-let-me-comment.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-115885075001347000</id><published>2006-09-21T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T07:59:10.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Hi again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I went with my sister for math at the neighbors yesterday. Mysister is trying to finish her math book quickly so that mom will let her do the play next month. I guess I haven't told you about that, have I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; Next month, the local theatre company is doing another play! And if mmy sister gets her math done, then Her and i can both do it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; I played piano during Intermission for the one of their plays, eirliar this year. This time, I'd get to act! Maybe I'd play piano,too. Our theatre company is all proffesional. The only difference is that they don't get paid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; Dang, my computer's being REALLY slow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Well, check my other blog, my homeschool one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;somedayandforever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-115885075001347000?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/115885075001347000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=115885075001347000' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115885075001347000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115885075001347000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/09/hi-again-i-went-with-my-sister-for.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-115867661740007475</id><published>2006-09-19T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T07:45:03.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;HIIII!&lt;br /&gt;So sorry for not coming on here. I've been very busy and my alarm clock wasn't working for a while, and I'm not alowd on the computer that much unless I get up to do it.&lt;br /&gt;Tap is later today. My sister, the teacher, is thinking about making us like, jersy's for our group. Cool. And our group has a name now: tap water&lt;br /&gt;There was only one person in the group that didn't want that name, and it was one of the trouble makers. There's the good boy's and the bad boys in our group. Usually there is only one bad boy there, because his brother would rather stay home and do math. (If they don't go to tap, they have to do math. He only comes sometimes so that he can get out of it.)&lt;br /&gt;Daisy-- so sorry for not sending you the story. It's gonna be hard to write it on the computer, or I mean, find time to work on it.--&lt;br /&gt;Since last time I was on here, we got rabbits! 3 of them. One will be house trained, the most friendly one, and the other two will be outside rabbits.&lt;br /&gt;Their names are Duncan dohnuts, Beatrix (Trixie for short, because she's the most tricky one), and Sunny.&lt;br /&gt;Ow, my shoulder hurts.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll go change my template now,&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;br /&gt;Somedayandforever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-115867661740007475?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/115867661740007475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=115867661740007475' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115867661740007475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115867661740007475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/09/hiiii-so-sorry-for-not-coming-on-here.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-115616837289590302</id><published>2006-08-21T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T07:46:10.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Hi everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Not much to say.&lt;br /&gt;I went and looked a gaia and then I looked at rs.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure. I might be allowed to do it, we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;It's wet outside. It'll probably be hot later, it's only 6:40 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired!!! And cold.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is another tap lesson. I hope my new tap shoes come, because i can't stand tapping in my old ones for very long. They hurt!&lt;br /&gt;My sister is the teacher right now. Most of the students are begginers. Only me and my sister and one other person have really been doing it for long enough. Everyone else that got somewhere quit. One of the people that was doing it before was having trouble, so everytine that my sister calls him to see if he can go to the naxt lesson, he has some weird exuse, like,"I need to stay hare to make sure that my perents get home safely."&lt;br /&gt;I think that he just didn't want to go, he didn't really like tap.&lt;br /&gt;I better go, i have to have time for my other blog.&lt;br /&gt;SOMEDAYANDFOREVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-115616837289590302?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/115616837289590302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=115616837289590302' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115616837289590302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115616837289590302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/08/hi-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-115582545881950480</id><published>2006-08-17T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T07:37:38.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="http://homeschoolblogger.com/AllKeyedUp/" href="http://homeschoolblogger.com/AllKeyedUp/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;http://homeschoolblogger.com/AllKeyedUp/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;That's my homeschool blog addy, and from ther, you should be able to get one of your own, if you're a homeschooler. It's alot different thatn this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I only have one post on it. I'll work on that next time I get on the computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SOMEDAYANDFOREVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-115582545881950480?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/115582545881950480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=115582545881950480' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115582545881950480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115582545881950480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/08/httphomeschoolblogger.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-115565380595600723</id><published>2006-08-15T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T07:56:46.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sorry that I didn't come on for a long time. I was busy and i didn't want to gat up  early. SO I couldn't blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;We went over to someone's house yesterday to dropp eff some fish that my mom gave them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Wow, thier youngest is quite the talker. And he claimes to be shy. He said once,"Do you know my older sister?" "yeah, sorta." I relied. "Well, she'll be back in like," he turned to his older brother,"How many days?" he asked him. "About 8 days." said his brother."OH," he said turning back to me,"She'll be back in about 8 days." She's at," he turned to his older brother,"Where is she again?" he asked him. His brother smiled and answered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I got another blog. This time it's a different kind of blog.  A homeschool blog. Ever heard of them??? It's cool. I should be able to put a link on here of it next time, I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm listening to Newsboys. They're pretty good. I'm just letting my computer play through all the songs that are on it. Wait, I want some Jars of Clay.  Brb There. I decided on some Steve Deal Band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Later,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;SOMEDAYANDFOREVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;MusicMasterMind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(on me other that's my name.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-115565380595600723?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/115565380595600723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=115565380595600723' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115565380595600723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115565380595600723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/08/hi-sorry-that-i-didnt-come-on-for-long.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-115435606747547722</id><published>2006-07-31T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T07:27:47.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Hi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Lots of news!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Yesterday, my uncle, his girlfriend, and her daughter (My friend) came by and asked if my sister and I wanted to go camping with them, and of coarse my grandma and grandpa. The said that they thought of this because they had set up a tent for my friend to sleep in, and then when night came, she didn't want to go into it by herself, because she was scared. So, they thought that they'd come by and ask if we could go, so that all three of us (my sister, my friend and me) could sleep in the tent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;  We ran in and asked my mom, and guess what she said. We had to clean our room first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I think that I've never cleaned that fast. We were  like everywhere at o the same time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;okay, room finished. Now, we have to pack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Grab jammies, bathing suit, and a new set of clthes. Don't forget flip flops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;While we were waiting for our uncle to come back we went outside and showed my friend the duet that my sister and I do. We play  Love Song For a Savior  by jars of clay, my sister on drums, and me on my keyboard.It's really hard, and on the first page of it, all you really play with is your right hand, exept with your left you play 2 notes! That makes it more fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Okay, my uncle is back, with his girlfriend, and we're off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;When we got there, let's see what did we do first? I can't remember, but here are some things that I  did:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;my friend and I sat in a hammok, looking at clouds and trying to figure out what they look like. She says that i have a good amagination, because she couldn't see a thing that i saw!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;We made smores! Yummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. I had 2, and one of them had 3 marshmellows in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Oh, yeah, and before that, I had a stomach ache. owch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;We played in the river. The river was right by our camping spot. All we had to do was walk on a cut-down log to get over there. Or, really you didn't have to walk on the log, but we thought it was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;When it was getting dark, we played mow, a card game. Every time, my friend would win!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;When it got really dark, and we were going to bed, my friend had to go and get her pillow off the hammok, and she wanted me to go with her, because she's a little paronoyed. (However you spell that). I walked over there with her and then looked up at the trees. i saw something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;it looked kindof like a star, but more like an eye."I see something." I said to my friend. "Shut up, no you don't." she said, not wanting to belive me, she was still paronoyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;We went to bed in the tent. My friend was still scared, so she decided that she'd sleep in the middle. We reminded her that if a cougar jumped on top of our tent, it would land on her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I was just about asleep, when I looked up and saw another something. it looked like something moving through the trees. But, we decided that it's fine, and we should JUST GET TO SLEEP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I was freezing all night, but I slept pretty well, after I got to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;In the morning, we sat in the hammok. No clouds in the sky. So we just talked. An d got tired of this, so i got a peice of paper, and we played a game of *bang. A game that my sister made up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Then my mom came, with the rest of my siblings. later, we went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;AND NO I'M NOT DONE YET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;My friend rode with us, because she was going to paint rocks with us, when we got to our house. We had picked some good rocks to paint by the river, and they were now in the back of the car. When we got home, we played outside for a little, and then, we painted rocks. I did 4 rocks, one bug with sunglasses, a guitar (yeah, we found a rock that looked like a guitar!),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;ipainted a frog, and i painted a big rock and just filled in up with all sorts of different things. Butterflies, flowers, a frog, bugs. yeah, it was cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;later,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;somedayandforever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-115435606747547722?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/115435606747547722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=115435606747547722' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115435606747547722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115435606747547722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/07/hi-lots-of-news-yesterday-my-uncle-his.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-115418190607444668</id><published>2006-07-29T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T06:53:54.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Hi everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;My computer's being slow, and i am having one of those times where i just want to pick up the computer and throw it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Let's see, today is Saturday, okay i better make this fast, I have some emails to write. We aren't allowed on the computer on Sundays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Yesterday we went up to the campgrounds looking for my Granma and Grandpa, and we found them camping with my uncle and his girlfiend. We stopped in and sat there with them for about an hour. It was pretty fun. My grandma brought marshmellows and let us cook some and eat them. I had six.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Everone says that my sister and i cook marshmellows over a camp fire the wrong way. We catch it on fire, and blow them out. it's quick, easy, and yummy. it's the right way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I had to barrow a sweater from my grandma, because my sister brought a sweater for everyone exept me, and I surely didn't bring one myself. Hers was big on me, but hey, it kept me warm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;You might be wondering why sweaters in the Summer time? Because it was starting to get dark out, and it was cooling down,and we were in the woods. It get's hot here in the earlier day though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Well, later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;~somedayandforever~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-115418190607444668?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/115418190607444668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=115418190607444668' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115418190607444668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115418190607444668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/07/hi-everyone_29.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-115401750455498099</id><published>2006-07-27T09:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T07:38:07.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Hi everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I have a funny story that happened the other day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;My sister and I rode our bikes down to check the mail, and we had a walkie talkie with us so that we could contact our mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;While we were at the post office, I sent 2 letters to my friend, and we went walked out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;When I was putting my helmit on, we started hearing a strange voice. My youger bother thought that the voice was talking to his, and kept asking,"Who are you?". My sister and I ignored the voice, and headed home. When we got to our rode, I stopped my sister and told her to listen. The guy was singing- Old mc. Dona;d had a farm, E I E I O.And on that farm he had a cow, E I E I O.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;With a moomoo here and a moomoo there, here a moo, there a moo, everywhere a moomoo. Old mc.Donald had a farm, E I E I O" We just started Laghing!!! When we got home, we saw that my little brother was talking to the guy (a teenage boy).My sister got out our walkie talkie, and started talking to him. He said his name is 'Rusty Nail'. MY sister said that her name is 'Jack Hammer'.They had a funny conversation! THey kept trying to guess who the other person was, like, by asking "Where do you live?" "Bye the big rode." "My rode is bigger!" "Is not!MY rode is the biggest in the state!" "Liar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;It was funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Well, later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;~somedayandforever~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-115401750455498099?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/115401750455498099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=115401750455498099' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115401750455498099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115401750455498099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/07/hi-everyone-i-have-funny-story-that.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-115401750005621182</id><published>2006-07-27T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T07:28:57.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi. Do any of you have an idea for a new name for me?&lt;br /&gt;If so, then please leave a comment saying what it is.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://watsup-daisy.blogspot.com"&gt;http://watsup-daisy.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1heroik.blogspot.com"&gt;http://1heroik.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later,&lt;br /&gt;~somedayandforever~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-115401750005621182?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/115401750005621182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=115401750005621182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115401750005621182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115401750005621182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/07/hi_27.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-115384366789329113</id><published>2006-07-25T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T07:09:21.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Hi everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I finally got a chance to get on here and BLOG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;We have a rule that we can only go on the computer if we wake up early and get on there before 7:30 am. So, Last night i set the alarm clock for 6:05 am. In the morenig, well, the alarm clock stopped working AGAIN. So, becaus i am a good child and all that, my mom let me come on here for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Like my new template? i do. it's very close to my old one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Oh, look, there is my little brother outside, playing with the hose AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;One of my friends might be moving to Texas. Even farther away than she already is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Well, Igues I better hurry along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;(My reply to those comments: I have no ideas how to have teams if you even can. i would love to ad more to your story, Daisy! I'll start working on it soon. email me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;-somedayandforever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-115384366789329113?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/115384366789329113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=115384366789329113' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115384366789329113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115384366789329113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/07/hi-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-115284243782680781</id><published>2006-07-13T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T08:45:29.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hello everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, on my first post the writing did change by it's self. I made it in a pretty writing, then i looked at my blog, and it was like that. Why? I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm still coming up with some of the plot of my story. i have some... it'll take time. i still need help picking out names for the charectars. If you could help? I need 5 girls names so far and 4 guys names. The story has something to do with something that happened here. i hope it turns out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My sister is ouside playing on the drums. She has lessons on Saterdays. And We both had piano lessons the other day. my piano teacher happens to have one of the jars of Clay music books that I don't have. I get to pick out 2 songs and start on them.(She lent me the book!) Okay, i have to go now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;-somedayandforever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-115284243782680781?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/115284243782680781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=115284243782680781' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115284243782680781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115284243782680781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-115271626624742768</id><published>2006-07-12T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T08:48:02.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hi.&lt;br /&gt;My mom left a comment on here. She was not suposed to say that we need to work on my spelling. I am plenty good for my age. Right?&lt;br /&gt;Well, hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking about getting my hair cut. Maybe, maybe not. I like mmy hair, it's just that it's kind of long, so it makes me hot in the Summer. When I put it up, it's not so bad, but I don't really like putting it up. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;We have to go to the neighbors this morning, you know, the one with the annoying neighbor boys. Maybe I don't have to go today, maybe I do. Maybe if I go, the boys won't be there.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i better go.&lt;br /&gt;-somedayandforever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-115271626624742768?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/115271626624742768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=115271626624742768' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115271626624742768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115271626624742768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/07/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-115254207388610050</id><published>2006-07-10T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T08:56:05.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Howdy.&lt;br /&gt;I went on a picnic yesterday with (almost) my whole family.It was pretty fun.&lt;br /&gt;My friend Dani was there, well she's almost my cusin. She taght my sister and I a new card game. It has a bunch of wierd rules, and it p part of it, the winner gets to make a new rule.&lt;br /&gt;We also walked in the river. i had to get my tennis shoes wet because i couldn't find one of my flipflops, so i didn't bring them.&lt;br /&gt;All of my &lt;em&gt;baby &lt;/em&gt;cusins were there. There is 2 and one that is not really related but sorta a cusin. An my baby sister was there, and she is one of them, but she's not my cusin.&lt;br /&gt;Every time I go over to the neighbors with my sister for math, one of the neighbor boys drives me crazy!&lt;br /&gt;When I first met him, he was okay, then he started getting worse, and worse, then he was&lt;em&gt; tollerable&lt;/em&gt;, then he was bad, and now, he is still, bad. i guess I just got to have patients. He was adopted after all, he's gone through alot.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm running out of computer time, bye.&lt;br /&gt;-somedayandforever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-115254207388610050?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/115254207388610050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=115254207388610050' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115254207388610050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115254207388610050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/07/howdy.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-115202559664277315</id><published>2006-07-04T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T08:57:33.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 4TH OF JULY!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had lots of fun with my friends that day. We went over to one of the familie's house, and ran through the sprinkler. We listened to eachother's music. We came to my house, and watched my sister play drums. So on...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My sister and I are going to go to the 4th of July parade. I have to go get ready!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-somedayand forever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-115202559664277315?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/115202559664277315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=115202559664277315' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115202559664277315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115202559664277315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-4th-of-july-i-had-lots-of-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-115176439862831189</id><published>2006-07-01T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T08:59:32.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I can't belive that it's the first of July already! I thought that last year went by fast, but this year it seems even faster!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Today, we are going to a flee market. We're going to meet some friends there. okay, there will be 7 of my friends there. That'll be fun, but we won't be able to stay for very long. One of the families that will be there, I haven't seen since last March. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My older sister and I put together a duet thing, she does the drums, I do the guitar. Only one problem; the guitar needs tuning, and I tried, tuning isn't easy. At least I don't have to tune our piano. It's in tune fine. And if it wasn't, i would not be the one tuning it, anyway. We'd call the guy that tuned it for us last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;yesterday, my older sister and I went over to the nieghbors because our nieghbor tutors her in math. I went along because it is more quiet in her house, so I can concentrate better. As usual, I finished really early. So, I started draing a picture for one of my friends that lives far away. Then, I started making a list of all the homeschoolers I know. Then, I sat there, playing with a coin from my coin collection. And so on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;G2G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-somedayand forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-115176439862831189?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/115176439862831189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=115176439862831189' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115176439862831189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115176439862831189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-cant-belive-that-its-first-of-july.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-115107199393985255</id><published>2006-06-23T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T07:13:13.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I am tierd.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, one of my friends sent me a cd in the mail so I could copy it onto my computer, and it wasn't packaged well enough, so when I got it, the cd was broken in half! It had a lot of good stuff on it, like:Nichole Nordeman, jars of Clay, Audio Adrenaline, Newsboys, Rebecca st.James, it even had a song from veggie tales!&lt;br /&gt; Anyways,  don't forget to leave a comment!&lt;br /&gt;-somedayandforever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-115107199393985255?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/115107199393985255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=115107199393985255' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115107199393985255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115107199393985255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-115090757799428732</id><published>2006-06-21T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T07:30:45.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;  If you haven't visited: http://Leericella-Blogger.blogspot.com  then you should do it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt; Or, you can visit: http://Leericella-Updates.blogspot.com. These are blogs that my friend, my sister, and I have for our band. Oh, yeah, I haven't told ya about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;   My sister, my friend, and I are starting our own band. Right now we are practicing music, learning music, writing music, trying to come up with a band name that we all agree on, and we are looking for another person to be a part of this band. We were going to name our band Leericella, wich is a mix of all or our names, but, we have decided against that because we still need an other person in our band.  That's why our band blog names have Leericella in them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt; -somedayandforever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-115090757799428732?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/115090757799428732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=115090757799428732' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115090757799428732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115090757799428732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/06/if-you-havent-visited-httpleericella.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-115090345507250586</id><published>2006-06-21T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T08:24:15.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;"&gt;Now, that was better. My last post doesn't look like I was writing Chinees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;"&gt;Please visit  these other blogs,along with mine:  http://Altitue-Up.blogspot.com    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;"&gt;                                                                                   http://Leericella-Updates.blogspot. com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;"&gt;                                                                                   http://watsup-daisy.blogspot.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-115090345507250586?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/115090345507250586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=115090345507250586' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115090345507250586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115090345507250586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/06/now-that-was-better.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-115090264695559124</id><published>2006-06-21T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T07:31:36.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;HI everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;I noticed that my blog was, a little boring, so I changed the template and now, i am going to write about more interesting stuff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Ummm, I'll tell some jokes. Na. Hmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt; I'll just tell you more about me, exept not the boring stuff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Okay, I am homeschooled, I 've got 4 siblings. I guess that's about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;The other day, we were out fishing with our dad, and we were in a rowboat. Our dogs were left onshore , howling there hearts out. they kept running around the pond, trying to see wich side was closest to us. Suddenly, I looked over and saw this little dog, swimming toward us. It was boogie, our small dog, almost out of breathe. Our dad noticed ond said, "Boogie" in a deep voice. I guess that she thought that she was in trouble, becuase when she got about 20 ft from us, she started to turn around. She never would have made it back to shore, so we all started calling her. She started coming back towards us, but she was breathing soo hard, I felt bad for her. When she got close enough, my dad picked her up and pulled her in. She sat in the middle of our little row boat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt; shivering in the wind, because she was wet.  Our other dog, Merlin, knew he could never make it if he tried to swim out to us, so he just kept running around the pond, howling, and even more then he was before, because his buddy wasn't with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;  My younger brother caught 3 fish that day, my older sister cought one huge fish, and I caught one little, tiny fish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-115090264695559124?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/115090264695559124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=115090264695559124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115090264695559124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/115090264695559124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/06/hi-everyone-i-noticed-that-my-blog-was.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25836291.post-114935855272741747</id><published>2006-06-03T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T11:15:52.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Hi, this is my first post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-family:webdings;" &gt; First, a little about me! I play the piano and the recorder. I'm one of the highest in my piano class at the level of 3 1/2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-family:webdings;" &gt;My favorite songs to play are songs from Beethoven and Bach.  I also like playing things from different Christain artists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-family:webdings;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;   Check out my sister's blog!: http://AltitudeUp.blogspot.com  It's a blog for Christian teens. You can e-mail her at: Altitude_Up@yahoo.com  and request e-mail newsletters that she sends out every so often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;  Bye!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;         Someday&amp;forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25836291-114935855272741747?l=4gratitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/feeds/114935855272741747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25836291&amp;postID=114935855272741747' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/114935855272741747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25836291/posts/default/114935855272741747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4gratitude.blogspot.com/2006/06/hi-this-is-my-first-post.html' title=''/><author><name>sunny_12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05301616961796587971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_928eU2ZErRo/SInky5xoPQI/AAAAAAAAALY/aPymAtvLYKw/S220/collage15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
