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term='academic'/><category term='health'/><category term='fat'/><title type='text'>Make School Rule</title><subtitle type='html'>Hate school? 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&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl8.glitter-graphics.net/pub/225/225638ez3rzcbfoz.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-2806837913409507523</id><published>2009-11-07T11:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T12:00:08.418-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sassy's Tips For H1N1 Prevention At School</title><content type='html'>The swine flu is one of the worst flus you can get -- and at school, it's really easy to get it. But who wants to carry around Purell (hand sanitizer) all day?! Not me... it can get bulky, and it'll probably explode in my tight jeans - if I can fit it in. So here I am to help the student get through the day germ free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;What is the H1N1 and why is it so dangerous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Basically, it's this new flu that began in the USA on April of 2009. It came mostly from people who visited Mexico for April break. It's very contagious, and since it's new, very hard to prevent. Recently, there have been swine flu doses to protect you against it -- but there's nowhere near enough for everyone yet. So if you haven't got your dose yet (like me), which is a mist they spray up your nose, you can be at risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;How do I know I've got it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;There are some symptoms. The thing is, it's so similar to the seasonal flu that it can be hard to tell if you have H1N1. So if you have some of these symptoms, don't be scared -- it doesn't necessarily mean you have it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any of these, there's a chance you have it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bone/Muscle/Head aches&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fever of over 100 degrees F&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cough&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sore Throat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chills&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Possibly diarrhea and vomiting &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;what can I do to prevent it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well duh -- wash your hands! Sounds simple enough, right? Totally. It's just that, at school, we may not have access to the bathrooms every five minutes. Thats why I've made these tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wash your hands when you wake up in the morning. If you wear makeup, don't share it with anyone. If you get that "slightly sick" feeling in the morning, do not use makeup, especially lip products (gloss, chapstick, lipstick). We don't want to infect our expensive makeup!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't touch your face during school, especially your eyes, nose, and mouth. This is the most common way to get sick.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you are sitting next to a sneezing friend or you have to work on a project with someone coughing every five seconds, try to avoid touching them and their stuff and quickly wash your hands after.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When buying lunch, wash your hands after touching any money. The H1N1 germs stay on money for &lt;em&gt;three days &lt;/em&gt;until they go away on their own. The best thing you can do is a bring a lunch to school, and pack a mini hand sanitizer bottle in the lunch. If you can't bring a lunch, keep some sanitizer in your pencil case or binder, or excuse yourself to the bathroom to wash up before eating. (Have your BFF watch your lunch)!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Doorknobs and handles are infested with germs. Seriously, use common sense. Don't pick your nose or suck your thumb after openning a door. Don't even touch your face.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try to eat as little as possible at school. Don't randomly snack on chips or pretzels during science class. Eat breakfast at home, have a good lunch at school, and snack &lt;em&gt;after school&lt;/em&gt;, where you can wash your hands in the privacy of your own home. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remember -- using hand sanitizer is nowhere near as effective as washing your hands, so if you can, don't hesitate to wash your hands &lt;strong&gt;instead.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;This has been Sassy, your favorite school blogger here to give you the facts that you need to know. Don't get sick! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/237/09D6A9BE13E3FDC3D6899D749AD7B6E4.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-2806837913409507523?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/2806837913409507523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/11/sassys-tips-for-h1n1-prevention-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/2806837913409507523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/2806837913409507523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/11/sassys-tips-for-h1n1-prevention-at.html' title='Sassy&apos;s Tips For H1N1 Prevention At School'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-5004891324261483099</id><published>2009-09-28T19:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T19:07:10.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You all know I like my stories short and to the point. I hate pointless long novels like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight &lt;/span&gt;where it takes like, 12 pages to describe what Bella's wearing or something. Well, I was on &lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I was browsing some stories to read to improve my writing skills and I came across this one:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/stories/14360422/glowing-marbles"&gt;Click here for the story!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I usually don't like scary stories, but this one was pretty interesting, and I think it was written by my cousin (the username's familiar). Anyways, I hope you guys check it out, and post a comment telling me what you think. PS: Should I write a story?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yours till the bumble bee's,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/237/09D6A9BE13E3FDC3D6899D749AD7B6E4.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-5004891324261483099?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/5004891324261483099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/09/scary-story.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/5004891324261483099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/5004891324261483099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/09/scary-story.html' title='Scary Story'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-1988718775827293224</id><published>2009-09-23T18:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T21:05:17.275-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bad School Experience of Mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hey everyone! In my chat box, "Cat," asked me to describe a not-so-good school experience that I had. So lets see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once, I was at a school dance a couple of years ago, and I was slow dancing with a guy. Well, he was a lot taller. I was wearing a T-Shirt, and I didn't notice that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my armpits were sweating like crazy&lt;/span&gt;! It was awful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So everyone who looked at up could see my giant sweat spots while we were dancing. When I realized, I quickly ran to the bathroom and shoved paper towels under my pits. It was so embarrassing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least he didn't notice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or did he?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/237/09D6A9BE13E3FDC3D6899D749AD7B6E4.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-1988718775827293224?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/1988718775827293224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/09/bad-school-experience-of-mine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/1988718775827293224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/1988718775827293224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/09/bad-school-experience-of-mine.html' title='A Bad School Experience of Mine'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-9132719205774940004</id><published>2009-09-20T16:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T16:55:19.094-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><title type='text'>Just An Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My apologies to everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My chat box was flooded with messages I haven't checked in a while, and I'm so sorry for the two week absence. School is really tough for me this year, especially with me starting high school and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, wanna hear about &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my first day&lt;/span&gt;? Even if you don't, here's my story anyway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I walked into class, with my hair straightened and makeup done. I finally got my schedule, and looked &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forever&lt;/span&gt; to find my homeroom. I asked all my friends if they were in my homeroom, but they all shook their heads no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dismayed, I finally asked my BFF what homeroom she was in, and was saddened to realize it was on a completely different floor. But then, when she saw what homeroom I was in, she quickly told me, "Oh, Cathy's in your homeroom, too, I think!" Well, what a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;relief&lt;/span&gt;. Cathy and me were good friends, and she was one of the few that didn't hate me at this point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My armpits were getting a bit sweaty, despite my overload of antiperspirant/deodorant. Ugh, and all over my new oxford (hey, it was cute!). I took a seat at the same table a lot of my friends from middle school were in. None of these people I would consider close friends that go to each other's houses, but close enough to easily talk to every now and then. Thank god!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone was all smile-y, yet you could clearly see that almost all of the kids in the classroom were nervous behind those smiles. And, I knew, that I was probably the most shaky of them all. I have awful navigation, I still get lost finding my classes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made my way through all my classes, though, and lived to tell the tale. It was obvious the upperclassman made sure we knew we were not welcome, but besides that they were all nice. (And every sophmore I asked gave me correct directions).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My biggest high/middle school tip? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When in doubt, go to the main office.&lt;/span&gt; They can just print you a new schedule, tell you where to be, and give you directions. The people there are usually pretty nice. But, the people in the guidance office's are even nicer if you ask me! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you all had fabulous first days, and I'd love to hear about them (so leave me a comment!). Was yours awful or great? And what grade are you beginning?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/237/09D6A9BE13E3FDC3D6899D749AD7B6E4.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-9132719205774940004?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/9132719205774940004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/9132719205774940004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/9132719205774940004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-update.html' title='Just An Update'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-8359991262897019567</id><published>2009-08-28T11:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T11:26:51.499-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Days Left!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm so excited, because there are only five days left until the big day - the first day! I've been busy and frantic all day. I am &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;organized.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still need to get:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A backpack! (AH!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All my school supplies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Contact Lenses&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Back-To-School Shopping&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My first day outfit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New makeup&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A new straightener&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New razors&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Whew! That's a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pray for me! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/237/09D6A9BE13E3FDC3D6899D749AD7B6E4.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-8359991262897019567?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/8359991262897019567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/08/five-days-left.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/8359991262897019567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/8359991262897019567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/08/five-days-left.html' title='Five Days Left!'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-8669376498008628794</id><published>2009-08-19T20:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T21:11:19.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got This E-Mail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hey everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me start off by saying I hope your summer is fabulous-a and that you're enjoying the last couple of weeks. Unfortunately, I'll be spending mine at the dentist (...Yay). Please don't ask why. I'd rather not talk about. All I can say is it's definitely going to be painful. Ew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough about my lame problems and my huge ongoing fear of the dentist. Have a great summer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, I got this email a week ago, and it was asking me a question (I don't know who it was from). I'm going to try to quote as much as I can because I'm too lazy to dig through my e-mail trash. Snoozer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear Sassy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I just wanted to know if you go on YouTube. Because I do, and I'm hoping you can subscribe to me. I'm trying to get more popular. My username is BabyCake[Something I can't really remember!]. Whos your favorite person on YouTube?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah, I know that was kind of random and dumb, but whatever. Since I'm bored I'll just answer anyway. Yes I have a YouTube, but I'm not telling anyone my username. My favorite YouTube person? I'd probably have to say that at the moment (it always changes) my fave would probably have to be "Juicystar07". Her makeup/hair tutorials are very helpful and interesting to watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;See you guys later,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/237/09D6A9BE13E3FDC3D6899D749AD7B6E4.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-8669376498008628794?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/8669376498008628794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-got-this-e-mail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/8669376498008628794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/8669376498008628794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-got-this-e-mail.html' title='I Got This E-Mail'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-5125200877864658836</id><published>2009-08-16T19:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T19:31:11.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Meez!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've been going on Meez.com.&lt;br /&gt;A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, seriously. I'm addicted for sure! I may even start a "Meez Help" blog or something like that. You guys should try it. It's really fun. This is me on meez:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/SoiWGCZxoHI/AAAAAAAAAEs/HPWEjDlEBwY/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/SoiWGCZxoHI/AAAAAAAAAEs/HPWEjDlEBwY/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370707586107678834" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aren't I a cutie? If you see me around, add me. [If you dare!]. Love you guys! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***PS: I should be posting my list of things I did over the summer. I'll scan my list and you can see it. (I'll also talk about why it's useful)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yours for-eva,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/237/09D6A9BE13E3FDC3D6899D749AD7B6E4.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-5125200877864658836?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/5125200877864658836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-love-meez.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/5125200877864658836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/5125200877864658836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-love-meez.html' title='I Love Meez!'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/SoiWGCZxoHI/AAAAAAAAAEs/HPWEjDlEBwY/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-6282872164282331654</id><published>2009-08-09T09:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T10:39:20.230-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crush'/><title type='text'>My Experiences On Friendship And Crushes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Looking at the poll so far, it seems that most of you are excited for the new school year! Congrats to you. So am I. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once school starts, I'll be able to blog about tips based on my experience so all of you wont make the same mistakes I make (Hopefully I won't make many mistakes this year). Let me tell you about a few years ago, in sixth/fifth grade, two mistakes. One mistake I did make, and one I saved myself from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Story #1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was June 3, 2006 (I'm such a loser to remember this date) around 10:00am at morning recess. I was only a fifth grader. I told all my friends about how I was crushing on this kid, lets call him Alex (this is nowhere near his real name). Four of my friends kept the secret in the vault, but the other one... lets call her Jessica, betrayed me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jessica was really the best friend I ever had (while she lasted). I still, a few years later haven't found a good friend as she was. Anyway, Jessica and I passed notes, always waited for each other in the bathroom, we loved all the same things! She was the dream friend. (My current BFF is shit, and always has been).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, Jessica at the same way was pretty popular. Boys crushed on her, and girls loved hanging out with her. She was naturally really pretty, too. I felt honored to be her BFF. But Jessica had this one friend I really hated. Her name... lets call her Emma, was a huge bitch. On top of that, Emma was a notorious big-mouth. That's not all – Emma's BFF was a very popular girl, lets call her Amelia. Amelia had an even bigger mouth. If you look in the dictionary for 'bitch' I swear you'll see a tiny picture of Emma and a gigantic picture of Amelia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing is, I didn't know about Amelia's bitchy-ness until a week later, because me and Amelia were kind of friends in fourth grade. At least, she tried to be my friend. I only hated her tool-friend Emma at the time. So, back to June 3rd...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was walking with one of my other friends, we can name her Heather. Heather's a really nice girl, the nicest girl I've actually ever met, we still talk occasionally to this day. Heather knew my secret, but kept it what it was, a secret. Heather and I pass Amelia, who  is swinging alone on the swings. Amelia thinks for a moment, then goes, "Hey, Sassy! Hi, Heather." We stop. Heather urges me to keep walking, but I don't listen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hi," I say, wondering what she wants of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Okay, I wanna tell you something," she smiles. "I think that you like one of these three guys. Max, Joe, or... um, Alex."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart stopped. She knew. But how? "Oh." I say. I could hear my heart pounding in my ears. I felt like I was going to throw up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It's Max, right?" Amelia presses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heather looks at me. "Don't tell her anything." She mouths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No," I say. Ew!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I knew it. Then it's Joe." Amelia smirks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No!" I insist. Behind Amelia's back, Heather is silently screaming at me to walk away. But I didn't. The thing is, I need to keep my pride and defend myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Then it's Alex?" Amelia says.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Are you sure?" Amelia asks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'm sure."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh, cut the act, Sassy." She sighs. "I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know &lt;/span&gt;you like him."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Don't tell her," Heather says. Why didn't I listen to her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Fine, I do." I say. Those three words were the biggest mistakes of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It's totally okay. I won't tell anyone." Amelia trots off to her friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't believe this. I could &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nawt &lt;/span&gt;believe this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later one day, I sign out to go to the bathroom, and then, Amelia and her friends walk in. I was ready to die. You may as well lain out my death bed, and I would've crawled in without hesitation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Don't worry, your secrets safe with us," Amelia smiles. How does she fake smile so much?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Okay," I look down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Nobody knows." One of her friends smile. Oh, I see, she's gotten her friends into the fake-smile club, too??? "Except the girls. And none of them are mean enough to tell." Wanna bet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Some guys know, too." A girl says.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What?" Amelia asks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I mean, they know &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone &lt;/span&gt;likes him, but not who." She giggles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh, that's good. See? Nothing to worry about." Amelia says. "Come on Sassy, lets go."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I knew, deep down, they were lying. The guys already knew. I could just tell. Later, Jessica tells me that she's really sorry, but she told Emma about my crush. And I forgave her. Just like that. Because she was the best friend I ever had. Sadly, we gradually grew apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now, nobody likes Jessica. I pretended to hate her all these years. The truth is, I'd give anything to be her friend again. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Story #2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In sixth grade, around the beginning of December I arrived to my lunch table (we had assigned ones based off of our homerooms) only to realize it was packed full. A couple of girls squeezed over and made some room for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The two girls across from me seemed really nice. Their names were (lets call them...) Madeline and Claire. They were obviously quite popular, and they had developed an interest in me. Throughout the whole time we were friends, I was ready to explode with happiness. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have a chance to be popular!!!&lt;/span&gt; Now before you judge me, seriously think. You know you'd love to be popular, too. It's in human nature to be better than everyone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As Christmas time was approaching, and my year of hell (2006) was ending, Madeline and me talked a lot. In the lunch line, she asked me when I was getting my Christmas tree. "We're not getting one this year." I said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No tree? Why not!" Madeline exclaimed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"My mom doesn't like the pine needles shedding on our rugs." I shrugged my shoulders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh, well." She bought her food and walked to her table. Curse my neat freak mother!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few days later, Madeline randomly asked me what I wanted for Christmas. "I want to get you a present. What do you want?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really didn't want to be rude, so I said "I don't care."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Are you going to get &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me &lt;/span&gt;a present?" She asked, hopeful. "We are friends!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shrugged. "I guess."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another day, after school, Madeline and her boyfriend found me texting on my phone. "Cool phone!" They said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Thanks." I smiled. I tried to walk away, because my dad was waiting to pick me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Wait! What's your number?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"We are friends." Madeline said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really didn't want to give them my number, but since they insisted, I give it to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Thanks!" They snapped their phones shut. I expected them to give me their numbers, but they just walked away. Random much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Layer that day, a weird number called me. "Hello?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hi." It was Madeline's boyfriend. "Can you get me my dirty gym socks from the school?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What?" What was this boy's problem???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Please! They're really stinky." He said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hung up. This was too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At lunch the next day, Madeline and Claire and her weirdo boyfriend were at my table again. Yay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"So who do you like?" Madeline randomly asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What?" I asked. Oh god, the dreaded question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Who do you like?" She repeated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Like, as in what?" I knew I was being difficult, but I really wanted to stall. The entire packed 25 people at the table were waiting for me to answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"As a crush," Madeline stated. "Who do you like? You can tell us."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, I actually could &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nawt &lt;/span&gt;tell them. My crush, we can call him Gavin, was at the table, and listening. Plus, I remembered the incident in fifth grade a few months back in June. "Nobody." I stated. I wasn't going to fall into that trap again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nobody?!&lt;/span&gt;" Madeline said in disbelief.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Nobody." I confirmed. They all went back to talking amongst themselves. I wish I had asked Madeline who &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she &lt;/span&gt;liked at the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that day, they never spoke to me again. So thats when I realized all they wanted was to figure out who I liked so they could embarrass me. Well I guess it didn't work. I'm even more experienced now, and I wouldn't be the same person now if I hadn't of had those experiences. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, if you took the time, thanks for reading. Please don't make the mistake I made, and think before you act.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/237/09D6A9BE13E3FDC3D6899D749AD7B6E4.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-6282872164282331654?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/6282872164282331654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-experiences-on-friendship-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/6282872164282331654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/6282872164282331654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-experiences-on-friendship-and.html' title='My Experiences On Friendship And Crushes'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-9156566483712658376</id><published>2009-08-07T15:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T15:49:03.149-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a bit annoyed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm kind of annoyed times ten at my high school. I still haven't gotten my class list or &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anything &lt;/span&gt;yet! I mean, what's up with that?! I know I shouldn't be picky, but it's really hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyways, I've been spending my time on Horse Isle.com. I'm PlaidIsRad on Cremello server, if you happen to be wondering. And I also started a horse isle blog. Woot? Not really. This just shows how big of a loser I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait until school starts and I get a shit-load of homework to distract myself. Like I said before, I begin to develop mental issues without a steady social life. I'm serious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/237/09D6A9BE13E3FDC3D6899D749AD7B6E4.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-9156566483712658376?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/9156566483712658376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-bit-annoyed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/9156566483712658376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/9156566483712658376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-bit-annoyed.html' title='I&apos;m a bit annoyed...'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-3277437319315971390</id><published>2009-08-06T08:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T09:55:19.256-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='original'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='usernames'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='websites'/><title type='text'>101 Original Usernames For You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I know for a fact that a lot of you, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;including me&lt;/span&gt;, have the same problem I'm here to help. While I was on The-N.com, I was struggling to come up with a username.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing is, I absolutely hate putting numbers into my usernames. I'd rather have an original one. Now here's my solution! I made a list of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;possible usernames &lt;/span&gt;you could use for any website you desire! Whether it's going to be for an email address or your Yahoo Answers nickname, I'm here to help. Feel free to bookmark this page and check back if you're ever stuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;energies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;XOhollistergurl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;rockings8r&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DanceWithMyHeart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Piinkx&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Furshow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;katsarekool&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Greenee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maiibee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dreamsicle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Poppies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zees&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4EverAndEver&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;likenooneswatching&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i[yournamehere]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ElephantBabe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;grazeful&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carlination&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;chikstile&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gawtYou&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;KittyPurrie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;brokenhearted[yournamehere]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;elegantzie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sassiefras&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Refendie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blossieder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;regeenaluf&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;iLoVeYoUnOt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Popsikulz&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SevenAteNine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;JingleyBellz&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dancingsocks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BBALLguy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gofteninsky&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lesagrapel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2muchtyme&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;UandURhand&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Princessie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;thatgurrlisme&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;misstalksalot&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;grapefine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;RAWRLYKEALION&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;popyseedz&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baskinginthesun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;RiiteTime&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;[yourhobbyhere]addicted&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sprarkling&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ShineNing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BriteLites&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;patchiekitten&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tHeReAsOnIsYoU&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;iHeartPuppies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;singerlove&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drawlering&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sapling&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;muffinbluffin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;skatebordgurl&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MyCat/Dog[petsnamehere]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DansingKween&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sparties&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;jollierancherz&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mybffismycomputer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chocolatekisses&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;TheHershieKiss&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;brainblock&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;rosepinkheart&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;EYELoveTurtles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Twirlzy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;koookies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SixtyNiner (HAHA!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flippingcows&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Raindear&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;handlegripper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Podset&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;devfish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DeVVine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Twinda&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pincessaxy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lavarrox&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sherries&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Annelien&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gentleringo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DazzleDazzie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;savethetrees&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;x[yournamehere]x&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gingeropolis&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;JellySun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dizzyTwizzler&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mattedfurr&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;floralcoral&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bubblingsprings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flitterdust&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dustingrune&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;YummyKakes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CapitalR&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ophtenmagicalpixies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;snowkisses&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;jesabelle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DrunkenKitteh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dementia&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Catnipped&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I hope that I've sparked &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some &lt;/span&gt;idea for you guys. Never again will you be stuck without a name! Feel free to change/adjust some of the spellings these names if they're already taken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love your blogger,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/237/09D6A9BE13E3FDC3D6899D749AD7B6E4.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-3277437319315971390?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/3277437319315971390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/08/101-original-usernames-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/3277437319315971390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/3277437319315971390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/08/101-original-usernames-for-you.html' title='101 Original Usernames For You!'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-9213524045755423839</id><published>2009-08-04T13:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T14:03:56.407-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry... Writers Block</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry to say this, but lately I've been in a writers block. I usually have tons to say in my blogs, but now... nothing. I just don't get it. This usually only happens when I'm writing school essays (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yuck!&lt;/span&gt;) but not when I'm blogging. This feeling isn't so great. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With about 30 days left of summer (I think even less than that) I'm worried to say that I still have so much to do. I haven't got my contact lenses yet. Heck, I haven't even made an appointment for my eye doctor! And what if my contacts feel too weird to have on? What if I can't take the feeling? Then that's just wasted money! I haven't even got my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;school list &lt;/span&gt;yet. I don't even have a backpack/tote thing-y. My friends aren't responding to my Facebook chats either!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But on a brighter note – I'm about to go to WalMart to check out their new Miley Cyrus clothing line! I think it's called "Miley Max" or something...? I'm not usually a fan of WalMart clothes, but yesterday I saw the models (yes, the WalMart models!) getting their pics taken in the middle of the store... and those clothes... They just looked so good! I think WalMart's going to dent my wallet by the end of the day. So much for "Save Money, Live Better." I doubt I'm going to be saving any.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I got to ship the eBay webkinz I sold, and I've also got to hunt online for a good tote to carry around my school stuff, too. See you later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your poor unfortunate blogger (Who needs to get a life!),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/237/09D6A9BE13E3FDC3D6899D749AD7B6E4.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-9213524045755423839?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/9213524045755423839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/08/sorry-writers-block.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/9213524045755423839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/9213524045755423839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/08/sorry-writers-block.html' title='Sorry... Writers Block'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-7543863842430188824</id><published>2009-08-03T08:27:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T09:53:12.466-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smokey'/><title type='text'>My Kitten Smokey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hey everyone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately, I've been quite obsessed with my kitten Smokey. He's a real doll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/SnbY-Z306PI/AAAAAAAAABw/dpXI32TObYE/s1600-h/SMOKE1.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/SnbY-Z306PI/AAAAAAAAABw/dpXI32TObYE/s200/SMOKE1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365714572667054322" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, just look at that face! Who could resist? He's why I've found my new hobby – photography! It's probably the class I'm going to take for school next year. And my favorite subject? Smokey, of course! Here are some more adorable pictures I took of him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/Snbbe11ta6I/AAAAAAAAACI/I-PBAukhYHE/s1600-h/smoke4.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/Snbbe11ta6I/AAAAAAAAACI/I-PBAukhYHE/s320/smoke4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365717328953437090" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/SnbbeHZ-abI/AAAAAAAAACA/PBQRqECTePs/s1600-h/smoke3.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/SnbbeHZ-abI/AAAAAAAAACA/PBQRqECTePs/s320/smoke3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365717316489079218" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/SnbbdnZpgUI/AAAAAAAAAB4/eYz9A0WjGGE/s1600-h/smoke2.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/SnbbdnZpgUI/AAAAAAAAAB4/eYz9A0WjGGE/s320/smoke2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365717307897774402" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do love my Smokey! And here's my favorite part of any cat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/Snbj1ZrIQ0I/AAAAAAAAACQ/s76a0_VnlQE/s1600-h/smoke5.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/Snbj1ZrIQ0I/AAAAAAAAACQ/s76a0_VnlQE/s320/smoke5.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365726512622879554" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The paws!&lt;/span&gt; Smokey's pictures are gonna be all over my binder next year. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/237/09D6A9BE13E3FDC3D6899D749AD7B6E4.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-7543863842430188824?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/7543863842430188824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-kitten-smokey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/7543863842430188824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/7543863842430188824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-kitten-smokey.html' title='My Kitten Smokey!'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/SnbY-Z306PI/AAAAAAAAABw/dpXI32TObYE/s72-c/SMOKE1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-4467777717494161917</id><published>2009-08-02T19:14:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T20:19:35.508-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nail polish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Sally Hanson - Hard As Nails... What A Lie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ahh, I love the feeling after I just freshly painted my emerald green nails. I love looking at them while I'm typing away at the keyboard. Yay! But there are definitely some annoying things about my nails...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They always after, like, one day begin to chip at the ends. UGH! Sally Hanson, why do you always fail me? So much for this nail polish being "hard as nails." I love you, Sally, but your overpriced nail polish kind of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sucks&lt;/span&gt;. At least for me, anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I still love the colors, though!) Yesterday I bought a dark purple, a new black (because my old one is gross now) and an emerald green. Which I'm wearing now. And guess what? They look amazing. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd love a maroon and a hot pink color, too, though. Maybe an orange? Or an electric lime green. Yes, a lime green. Ooh, I just adore dreaming up cute nail polish colors! Call me a loser if you want, but I don't see &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your &lt;/span&gt;cute nails. Mmhmm. Didn't think so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I am starting to sound like a total loser now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go school!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/237/09D6A9BE13E3FDC3D6899D749AD7B6E4.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-4467777717494161917?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/4467777717494161917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/08/sally-hanson-hard-as-nails-what-lie.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/4467777717494161917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/4467777717494161917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/08/sally-hanson-hard-as-nails-what-lie.html' title='Sally Hanson - Hard As Nails... What A Lie!'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-3725828087451649038</id><published>2009-08-01T19:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T19:42:47.219-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='selling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ebay'/><title type='text'>Celebrate August On eBay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, I'd like to say &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy August! &lt;/span&gt;I'm a Leo, so August is my birth month! Enjoy the summer sun, everyone. I know I will be. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I've been spending a lot of my time on &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eBay &lt;/span&gt;lately. You know, selling old camera's and toys and never-read books. That kind of junk. It's really addicting, not only to buy, but to sell. I mean, it's indescribable how addicting it is. I find myself constantly thinking, "Ooh! I should sell this on eBay." Seriously people, I'm not kidding. At Toys R Us with my sis, I noticed all the Nintendo DS's. I thought about my rejected 3 years ago birthday present. A stupid DS. So, I'm selling it on eBay now. Care to bid? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ha! Just kidding. I hope you guys do consider selling on eBay. It's quite fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yours forever,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/237/09D6A9BE13E3FDC3D6899D749AD7B6E4.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-3725828087451649038?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/3725828087451649038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/08/celebrate-august-on-ebay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/3725828087451649038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/3725828087451649038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/08/celebrate-august-on-ebay.html' title='Celebrate August On eBay!'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-1746100520529185229</id><published>2009-07-31T18:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T18:54:48.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is why I don't buy online</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's a cold world out there. Full of bastards...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend bought a lot of stuff from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Style Runway.com &lt;/span&gt;a while back. She never got anything back. It didn't stop there. I found this website called &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PrincipalFashion.com &lt;/span&gt;about a month ago. I told my friend about it because I was quite uneasy. She went ahead and bought $300 worth of stuff from there and only got a cheap Juicy Couture knockoff sweatshirt. Um, can you spell &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sleazebag&lt;/span&gt;? Man, the people on the internet are cruel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my friends wonder why I absolutely HATE buying stuff online.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is why.&lt;/span&gt; So people, heed my warning, try not to buy from eBay and online stores. I mean, there are a lot of trusted stores, but you're still always at risk. Just take the time to just drive over to the mall and hunt for those perfect True Religions instead of searching online.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be careful, my shoppers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yours forever,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/237/09D6A9BE13E3FDC3D6899D749AD7B6E4.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-1746100520529185229?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/1746100520529185229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-why-i-dont-buy-online.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/1746100520529185229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/1746100520529185229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-why-i-dont-buy-online.html' title='This is why I don&apos;t buy online'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-6583450935026423985</id><published>2009-07-28T11:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T11:11:03.483-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='water bottles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peeves'/><title type='text'>Water bottles... at school?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You know those annoying tools who bring their own water bottles to school? No, no, not the cheap plastic Poland Spring bottles that you can't reuse. (Unless you like reusable germs!) Those ones that you wash and then use again every day. Like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.eco-friendly-promos.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/nalgene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.eco-friendly-promos.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/nalgene.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, I hate the people who carry them around all day and occasionally take one long sip of their warm, room temperature, old water. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ew.&lt;/span&gt; Gives me the heebie jeebies just thinking about it. I have a friend like that, and it's really annoying. I mean, who has the extra space to just carry around a water bottle in your hand all day along with binders and crap? Not me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're one of those people, I'm gravely disappointed with myself in insulting you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, not really. It's always been a peeve of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rawr,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/237/09D6A9BE13E3FDC3D6899D749AD7B6E4.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-6583450935026423985?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/6583450935026423985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/water-bottles-at-school.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/6583450935026423985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/6583450935026423985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/water-bottles-at-school.html' title='Water bottles... at school?'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-2767490706522455568</id><published>2009-07-27T14:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T14:14:33.644-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Decorating my binder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've already got it all planned out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My binder. Is going to be. The best binder. In all of history. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, I am going to decorate my binder... once I get it, that is. It's going to be beautiful! I'm going to stick all sorts of stickers and pictures of my cat all over it, and people walking past me in the hallway are going to be sooo freaking jealous. I'll take a picture of it for you guys! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because, well, I care obviously. And I want to show off. Don't we all?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://secure720.sectorlink.com/safinaoffice/products/standardrring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="https://secure720.sectorlink.com/safinaoffice/products/standardrring.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/237/09D6A9BE13E3FDC3D6899D749AD7B6E4.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-2767490706522455568?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/2767490706522455568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/decorating-my-binder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/2767490706522455568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/2767490706522455568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/decorating-my-binder.html' title='Decorating my binder'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-4968854507496269641</id><published>2009-07-26T12:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T13:01:40.079-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I really want to buy my school supplies already!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Why are schools so slow? I mean seriously. I just want to buy my school supplies already, but I can't. Dang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you just love school shopping? All these new things... new clothes, new people, new teachers, clean binders and bright pink erasers. I know I must sound like a big loser, but I love it! Catch you later,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/237/09D6A9BE13E3FDC3D6899D749AD7B6E4.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-4968854507496269641?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/4968854507496269641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-really-want-to-buy-my-school-supplies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/4968854507496269641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/4968854507496269641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-really-want-to-buy-my-school-supplies.html' title='I really want to buy my school supplies already!!!'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-1407669443172034113</id><published>2009-07-25T13:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T14:06:36.930-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zoey 101'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boarding school'/><title type='text'>Sometimes I wish I went to a boarding school</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.setdesignshop.com/portfolioimages/zoey_101/ext_pca3_z101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 630px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.setdesignshop.com/portfolioimages/zoey_101/ext_pca3_z101.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi, people! I was just watching some Zoey 101, and I got to thinking. Their lives seem like so much fun at PCA boarding school. Don't get me wrong, I understand that it's just a TV show, but still... Wouldn't going to a boarding high school be so much fun?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'd get a campus all to yourselves, no parents, you could visit your friends in their dorms whenever you want! I know there are some bad things, like not ever being able to see your family, except on vacations. I'd definitely miss my parents after about a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know... it was just something that I was thinking about. Anybody have their own thoughts?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/237/09D6A9BE13E3FDC3D6899D749AD7B6E4.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-1407669443172034113?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/1407669443172034113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/sometimes-i-wish-i-went-to-boarding.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/1407669443172034113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/1407669443172034113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/sometimes-i-wish-i-went-to-boarding.html' title='Sometimes I wish I went to a boarding school'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-3917946767210308066</id><published>2009-07-24T07:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T08:05:02.091-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The early morning blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ugh! Once more I had to wake up at 5:42 am and feed my cat. Meow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then again, judging by how long it takes me to do my hair and make up, I'll need to wake up at that time every day when school begins. I'm so excited for school! I miss it already. What about you guys?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried putting in an &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RSS feed&lt;/span&gt;, but sadly, it kind of failed miserably. I tried looking up what exactly it is, but I still don't get it! Grr. The internet is a confusing place. Except when it comes to HTML. I love it. It's like my calling. The one thing I understand, and am good at.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I get kind of crazy in the mornings, which is why blogging... calms me down, I guess? Early bird always gets the worm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lefteyeonthemedia.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/early-bird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lefteyeonthemedia.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/early-bird.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 380px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yours forever and ever and ever,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/237/09D6A9BE13E3FDC3D6899D749AD7B6E4.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: Have you seen my new personal blog? It's called &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://theautumnafternoon.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Autumn Afternoon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://theautumnafternoon.blogspot.com/"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; Feel free to check it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-3917946767210308066?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/3917946767210308066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/early-morning-blues.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/3917946767210308066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/3917946767210308066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/early-morning-blues.html' title='The early morning blues'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-1420445307774444098</id><published>2009-07-23T10:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T10:52:24.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My signature</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hey, guys! Sorry about posting again this morning, but I just had to try out my new signature. It may not be the best, but it works for me. What do you guys think? Should I keep it, change it, trash it, or what? Do you guys have signatures on your blogs, too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd appreciate any sort of commentary. Hope you like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yours forever,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/237/09D6A9BE13E3FDC3D6899D749AD7B6E4.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-1420445307774444098?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/1420445307774444098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-signature_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/1420445307774444098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/1420445307774444098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-signature_23.html' title='My signature'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-7652683301375418079</id><published>2009-07-23T09:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T09:32:34.798-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='junk food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hersheys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='candy'/><title type='text'>Fact: you put on weight over the summer!!</title><content type='html'>You know what I realized, looking back on my blog this morning? I am so mean. I mean, look at the lame posts I've been sharing! Can you spell Loser?! I've just been talking about websites which you've probably never heard of. But on another note, I actually have a riveting topic to discuss here. &lt;div&gt;Lately, I've been feeling fat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e-mPA_6ZQyg/RnEXqEo9zgI/AAAAAAAACFg/xlNqOeDzdeU/s400/funny_CatAtHome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e-mPA_6ZQyg/RnEXqEo9zgI/AAAAAAAACFg/xlNqOeDzdeU/s400/funny_CatAtHome.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not a good feeling. So that's why I've decided here on out (or at least until September) I will no longer eat junk food! I always tell myself before I eat some candy "Many years ago, people lived healthy lives without this Hershey's bar, and I shall too!" It's quite motivating, if I do say so myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't you guys noticed that we all generally put on a little weight over the summer? It's because you're at home, and you can eat whatever you want, whenever you want (or just when your parents aren't looking...). At school, you can't randomly eat a pack of chocolate chip cookies in the middle of a science experiment. You just can't! Unless of course, you want to get poisoned by sulfuric acid (to all you science people, I have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no idea &lt;/span&gt;whether it's poisonous or not, so don't make fun of me because I'm scientifically challenged!!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I've also decided I'm going to ride my bike and exercise some more. Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you at the park. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-7652683301375418079?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/7652683301375418079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-know-what-i-realized-looking-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/7652683301375418079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/7652683301375418079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-know-what-i-realized-looking-back.html' title='Fact: you put on weight over the summer!!'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e-mPA_6ZQyg/RnEXqEo9zgI/AAAAAAAACFg/xlNqOeDzdeU/s72-c/funny_CatAtHome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-27071801748074015</id><published>2009-07-22T07:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T09:31:36.602-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='proprofs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personality quizzes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='link'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='website'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='make'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='addicted'/><title type='text'>You could say I'm addicted?</title><content type='html'>Alright, alright. I know. It's the understatement of the year that I'm addicted to making quizzes on ProProfs.com! &lt;a href="http://www.proprofs.com/quiz-school/"&gt;Click here to get the link to go to the site. &lt;/a&gt; It's like, my new favorite site. (Not that I'm going to tell anyone that on the first day of school...) Anyways, if you want to find my quizzes, my username on the website is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sassy&lt;/span&gt;. Who would've guessed?&lt;div&gt;I hope you guys try making some fun quizzes on that site. It's really fun! And if you want, you can comment giving the link to your quiz and I'll take it! It's not like I have anything better to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Sigh.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-27071801748074015?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/27071801748074015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-could-say-im-addicted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/27071801748074015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/27071801748074015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-could-say-im-addicted.html' title='You could say I&apos;m addicted?'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-2386929364859072361</id><published>2009-07-20T10:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T09:30:53.740-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='are'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first day of school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ready'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prepare'/><title type='text'>Check out the quiz I made</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's post inspired me to help you poor unfortunate souls and make an "Are you prepared for the first day quiz" just for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. Enjoy. (Click on the link and be redirected to the quiz I made all my myself).&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/are_you_prepared_for_school"&gt;Are you prepared for school?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-2386929364859072361?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/2386929364859072361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/check-out-quiz-i-made.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/2386929364859072361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/2386929364859072361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/check-out-quiz-i-made.html' title='Check out the quiz I made'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-7024444676322323779</id><published>2009-07-19T10:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T10:56:46.422-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first day of school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='september'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='before'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prepare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='august'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='july'/><title type='text'>What are you going to do to prepare for the new school year?</title><content type='html'>Yeah. I'm back and making lists again. I want you all to think about what you're going to do to prep yourself for a new school-year. Here's my list. Some of them may apply to you, and some of them may not. (The reason why I'm making my list in the middle of July is so that I have time to do all these things &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt;, so I'm not rushing at the end of August).&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clean my room. This is definitely something I have to do. I mean, it looks nice when you walk in, I guess, but then when you open the desk drawers... Erm, you don't want to know.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visit the eye doctor to update my eye prescription (whatever you call it) and get contact lenses so I can actually &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;see &lt;/span&gt;now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy a new backpack/tote bag thing... Yeah. You know, to carry my crap in.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy a washcloth. Which I still don't have. So I can wash my face in the morning (Duh! What else would I use one for?!).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Update the songs on my iPod, and actually charge it. It seriously does come in handy at school. Who would've guessed?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clean the desktop on my computer (it's filled with junk). Also clear the memory of pictures on my camera/phone so they're ready to take new Facebook pictures.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get some new hair stuff (elastics, headbands, hair clips...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Re-highlight my hair. Just because it looks good. And picture day &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; also in September for your information.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy some new nail polish and makeup. I'm thinking for nail polish I'm going to get an emerald green and a maroon red. And a new black. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy a new pair of jeans. I'm still debating over Seven jeans or True Religion's. What do you think? Or maybe Pac Sun jeans? Or Hollister? Tough decision.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find my First-Day-Of-School outfit. It's got to be perfect!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy some cardigans for the fall season. And winter, too, because it gets chilly. (Ha! I already have my winter jacket, too.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;This is all I can think of at the moment, but I'm definitely sure I left out &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something. &lt;/span&gt;I just don't know what. Oh well, I can add to this list later. I hope I helped you guys spark some ideas of things to do before the summer ends. Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-7024444676322323779?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/7024444676322323779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-are-you-going-to-do-to-prepare-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/7024444676322323779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/7024444676322323779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-are-you-going-to-do-to-prepare-for.html' title='What are you going to do to prepare for the new school year?'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-2170398002967158926</id><published>2009-07-18T14:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T14:29:58.658-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yourfonts.com is not free anymore</title><content type='html'>Grr! I was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;excited to make my own font with my handwriting, and I finally got to the sixth step when I realized it cost $9 to download it. Well, you should have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seen &lt;/span&gt;how &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mad &lt;/span&gt;I was. I spent forever working on it – all for nothing!&lt;div&gt;Well, I did my research, and I found out that in April they started charging money to use it. So &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;it used to be free&lt;/span&gt;!!! Boy, was I even madder (I didn't even think it was possible). To think that 3 months ago I could have used it for free. I mean, I know the people who work on the website need money, too, but &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;come on.&lt;/span&gt; I'm not old enough for my own credit card so how the hell am I supposed to pay for this? My dad doesn't believe in buying stuff online. Then again, neither do I; it's pretty risky... And it's just a font...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for ranting... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again. &lt;/span&gt;This has not been my week. At least it's Saturday, and tomorrow's a new (and hopefully happier!) week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Catch you later. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-2170398002967158926?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/2170398002967158926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/yourfontscom-is-not-free-anymore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/2170398002967158926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/2170398002967158926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/yourfontscom-is-not-free-anymore.html' title='Yourfonts.com is not free anymore'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-660208277967737523</id><published>2009-07-17T07:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T07:56:13.577-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='siblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='respect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oldest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youngest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='essay'/><title type='text'>Fighting over the computer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ew! Don't you hate it when siblings try to take the computer away from you when you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;just got on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;? It's really annoying. The parents always give the computer to the younger siblings. Um, hello, I'm actually the one that has a 5 page typed essay due tomorrow and you give &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the computer? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This used to happen to me all the time last year, and I hate it. A lot. So to all of you people who are the younger siblings, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;please have some respect for elders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And all of those people who are only kids wishing for a sibling... You guys are incredibly stupid. Sorry about my little rant, I just needed to vent. Don't we all? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl8.glitter-graphics.net/pub/471/471688z7umisdxx7.gif" width="30" height="27" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-660208277967737523?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/660208277967737523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/fighting-over-computer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/660208277967737523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/660208277967737523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/fighting-over-computer.html' title='Fighting over the computer'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-1780584002993406614</id><published>2009-07-16T14:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T15:11:33.924-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scared'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting lost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fitting in'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the right clothes'/><title type='text'>Nervous about the first day: my dream last night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/Sl97UGwr7xI/AAAAAAAAABI/meBRXojkajQ/s1600-h/first_day_of_school.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/Sl97UGwr7xI/AAAAAAAAABI/meBRXojkajQ/s200/first_day_of_school.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359137666936598290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the end of the year I've been telling everyone that I'm not at all nervous about next year. I mean, my first year of high school is going to be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;great. &lt;/span&gt;Obviously! I actually believed that too. But last night, the dream I had made me think differently.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my dream, I was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lost in the school&lt;/span&gt; and I couldn't find my next class, which was Fashion and Design (a class I didn't even sign up for in real life). Another part of my dream consisted of the principal announcing there were &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;too many ninth graders&lt;/span&gt; and some people would have to go &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;back to elementary school as a fifth grader!&lt;/span&gt; And I was one of those people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found myself back with my old fifth grade teacher, and a bunch of random unlucky students. Then after first period, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we were allowed back to the high school&lt;/span&gt;, which was good. The only bad part was, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the other kids in the high school didn't view us as ninth graders&lt;/span&gt;, but rather, fifth graders. Not only that, but I was scared to look down and realize &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my shirt was in my hand and I was only wearing a bra. &lt;/span&gt;I ran to a bathroom and put on my shirt, looked around, and saw a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boy &lt;/span&gt;in there. I told him, "This is the girls bathroom." He just looked at me and said "I know," and gave me a creepy smile. I bolted out of there.. It was terrible!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up with this sudden realization: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;was &lt;/span&gt;scared of going into high school, but I didn't know it deep down.&lt;/span&gt; My dream confirmed my fears... I am scared of the typical things a teenager is scared of. Getting lost, fitting in, wearing the right clothes... etc. I hope September wont be as bad as that. Only 48 days until I find out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-1780584002993406614?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/1780584002993406614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/nervous-about-first-day-my-dream-last.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/1780584002993406614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/1780584002993406614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/nervous-about-first-day-my-dream-last.html' title='Nervous about the first day: my dream last night.'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/Sl97UGwr7xI/AAAAAAAAABI/meBRXojkajQ/s72-c/first_day_of_school.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-7246770973897731626</id><published>2009-07-15T08:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T09:01:53.190-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='read'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>Have you read your summer reading books yet?</title><content type='html'>I bet you guys just had a heart attack at reading my title. Don't worry, it's only the middle of July. But then again, I read 2 meaty books, and I only have one left to read. HA! And people tell me &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;don't have time management skills. Me? 'Course not!&lt;div&gt;Then again, I'm sure one of you guys lost your list. Ah, well. You can try to find it on your schools website or you can ask a friend what books on the list they read/are reading and find the same ones. Just be sure that the friend has the right list, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if your books aren't at the library... sucks to be you. You can go to a bookstore that has the book, and buy it. But if you don't necessarily want to buy it then you can take the book, sit down in a corner, and read it. Maybe you could just read a few chapters and then come back another day to finish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's better to read your summer reading books in June/July rather than the end of August. &lt;/span&gt;The earlier the better. And at the end of August, when you've probably forgotten the entire books you read, then use &lt;a href="http://www.sparknotes.com/"&gt;SparkNotes&lt;/a&gt; to refresh your memory. (Just type in the name of the book in the search). Trust me, don't rely mainly on SparkNotes. Actually &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;read &lt;/span&gt;the book(s)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-7246770973897731626?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/7246770973897731626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/have-you-read-your-summer-reading-books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/7246770973897731626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/7246770973897731626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/have-you-read-your-summer-reading-books.html' title='Have you read your summer reading books yet?'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-1871348965354610084</id><published>2009-07-14T12:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T13:37:28.892-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neds declassified school survival guide'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spongebob'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pranks a lot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teenagers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brittle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lunch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seanut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patrick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='degrassi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='table'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nut'/><title type='text'>Where's the seanut brittle?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/Sly7XgGv3cI/AAAAAAAAABA/qaNdQTDSzVk/s1600-h/SEANUT.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/Sly7XgGv3cI/AAAAAAAAABA/qaNdQTDSzVk/s200/SEANUT.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358363669093670338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During lunch last year in school, the topic of TV shows would always come up at the table. All my friends would talk about watching &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lost&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rock of Lov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Office.&lt;/span&gt; Don't get me wrong, I watch some of these occasionally, too. But are they really meant for our age group of fourteen to fifteen year olds? No! That's why they don't have as much appeal to me as &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Degrassi &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ned's Declassified School Survival Guide &lt;/span&gt;or even Spongebob! These are the shows for us, and then my friends think I'm immature for watching them.&lt;div&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;totally &lt;/span&gt;understand my friend's points of view. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Degrassi, &lt;/span&gt;a show that revolves around sex and high school is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;definitely &lt;/span&gt;meant for eight year olds... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While watching a Spongebob episode titled "Pranks a Lot" this came to my head. Don't ask me why Patrick crying over seanut brittle made me think of my lunch discussions. My mind works in mysterious ways. Any of you guys watch shows that aren't necessarily meant for your age group? I'd love to hear about it. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-1871348965354610084?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/1871348965354610084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/where.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/1871348965354610084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/1871348965354610084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/where.html' title='Where&apos;s the seanut brittle?!'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/Sly7XgGv3cI/AAAAAAAAABA/qaNdQTDSzVk/s72-c/SEANUT.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-4602763911601101331</id><published>2009-07-13T17:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T17:27:08.895-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bunny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adopt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rabbit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='store'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harness'/><title type='text'>Going to the pet store</title><content type='html'>I went to the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;pet store &lt;/span&gt;this afternoon, and it was really fun. I looked at the gerbils, dogs, cats, birds, and even the fish! Oh, and just for future reference the fish isle smelled really odd...&lt;div&gt;While I was looking at the cats up for adoption, I came across some cat harnesses, specifically designed so you can walk your cat! The funny thing is, I walk my cat &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bunny rabbit! &lt;/span&gt;Together! I'm not really a dog person (I mean, I love dogs but still), but I happen to love the fact that people walk their dogs which is why last year I decided to walk my cat and bunny down the street every day. I still do so now! I bet the people on my street think I am a total psycho. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well! Knowing me, I always love to stand out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Want to learn how to &lt;a href="http://home.ivillage.com/pets/cats/0,,rgm3,00.html"&gt;walk your cat on a leash&lt;/a&gt;? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-4602763911601101331?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/4602763911601101331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/going-to-pet-store.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/4602763911601101331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/4602763911601101331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/going-to-pet-store.html' title='Going to the pet store'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-2061595263180716865</id><published>2009-07-12T10:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T13:39:55.385-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outside'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='butt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lunch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wet'/><title type='text'>I hate eating outside!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/Sln8XUVvVvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/lfkNUe0q9zk/s1600-h/eating+lunchhh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/Sln8XUVvVvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/lfkNUe0q9zk/s320/eating+lunchhh.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357590709260998386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had lunch outside today, and it made me think back to school. Sometimes we had the option to eat outside. Everyone loved it, so they would all rush outside and get good spots to eat. However, I always hated it, because of the bugs and my butt getting wet from sitting on the grass and all the trash that littered the floors... UGH!&lt;div&gt;But then again, if I was the only person eating in the cafeteria, then I'd look like a complete loser. So I do the same thing any teenager would do. I pretend to love eating outside! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about you guys? Do you all like eating lunch outside?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;SOMETHING FUN TO DO OVER THE SUMMER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make an account on &lt;a href="http://secondlife.com/"&gt;Second Life&lt;/a&gt;. It's quite fun yet very confusing. Next time you're bored check it out and see if it's your style. It's definitely time consuming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-2061595263180716865?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/2061595263180716865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-hate-eating-outside.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/2061595263180716865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/2061595263180716865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-hate-eating-outside.html' title='I hate eating outside!'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/Sln8XUVvVvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/lfkNUe0q9zk/s72-c/eating+lunchhh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-9002355916370799929</id><published>2009-07-11T16:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T16:51:42.520-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo booth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bonding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='upload'/><title type='text'>Taking photo booth pictures...and putting them on facebook?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/Slj6tqwVajI/AAAAAAAAAAw/NC0w3Ikfmd4/s1600-h/mac_photo_booth.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 248px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/Slj6tqwVajI/AAAAAAAAAAw/NC0w3Ikfmd4/s320/mac_photo_booth.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357307419235281458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's no question that some of us love to sit down in front of the computer (alone or with a friend) and take tons of stupid pointless pictures. It doesn't stop there. Some of these morons take about 60 pictures on photo booth that no one actually wants to see and uploads them on &lt;a href="http://www.Facebook.com/"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;. I mean seriously, guys? &lt;div&gt;I'll admit it – I used to be one of those boneheads... in like, sixth grade though. So please, if you're one of those people, just stop. Nobody wants to see you sticking out your tongue with your weird friend in thermal camera. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nobody.&lt;/span&gt; It's just not attractive, and a few years from now you'll be pulling your hair out with embarrassment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;SOMETHING FUN TO DO OVER THE SUMMER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go fishing with friends and family. It's really good bonding actually. Some find this boring, but I don't. Have fun, and get off the computer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-9002355916370799929?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/9002355916370799929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/taking-photo-booth-picturesand-putting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/9002355916370799929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/9002355916370799929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/taking-photo-booth-picturesand-putting.html' title='Taking photo booth pictures...and putting them on facebook?'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/Slj6tqwVajI/AAAAAAAAAAw/NC0w3Ikfmd4/s72-c/mac_photo_booth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-3216443089236037920</id><published>2009-07-10T15:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T16:04:03.343-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='report cards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='better'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='website'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grades'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='academic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>The last report card of the year is always the worst</title><content type='html'>Sorry it's been about five days since I've posted. I'm still happy in the Cape, and I think I've tanned quite a bit. When I get back to school in September all the bitchy girls who try to tan (but totally can't) stare with jealousy at my hard-worked-on legs. Sweet.&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I'm sure some of you might be getting report cards soon, I believe? Well I just got mine, and I'm proud to say I only got one C, and it was a C+ even. Ha-ha, not actually something to be proud of, though. Don't worry, I'll do better next year in high school. Promise. How'd you guys do? Hope you guys did better than me, because I truly am a fail when it comes to academics. I'm trying to lose my ditzy status which I've acquired over the years. It's really quite sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's why I went on About.com. I just love that website. It helps with even the stupidest things, like questions about whether I feed my cat too much. I tried to find some sort of article that gave advice on how to do better in school, and I found it right &lt;a href="http://teenadvice.about.com/od/currenteventsissues/a/betterlearning.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;! (You can just click on the link and you'll be redirected to About.com, which for the record, I do not own in any way. I don't think they let stupid people run the webbie anyways). So if you want to do well in school, and want to get rid of being a school-fail like me, and even please your parents, then take a gander at that article. It actually gave good tips unlike other cheesy websites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ta ta for now my readers. Make a vow to do your best next school year. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;SOMETHING FUN TO DO OVER THE SUMMER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's funny, because I was thinking about this the other day – make a blog. But not just any specific blog (like mine, which focuses on having a good time in school). Make a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;personal blog.&lt;/span&gt; I know that what I'm using, Blogger.com, offers an option where you can make a personal blog that no one else can access... like a diary! I just made one the other day, and it's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amazing.&lt;/span&gt; I have an issue that a lot of you may have, too. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Don't people always end up finding your personal handwritten journal? &lt;/span&gt;I can't tell you how many times my little sister or my mom or dad (and even my cat...) found my personal diary. It's annoying as hell because I can never find a place to hide it without someone eventually stumbling upon it and resulting in me crying myself to sleep for the next three months. I'm not even kidding. Have fun blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-3216443089236037920?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/3216443089236037920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/last-report-card-of-year-is-always.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/3216443089236037920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/3216443089236037920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/last-report-card-of-year-is-always.html' title='The last report card of the year is always the worst'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-7177274835370772656</id><published>2009-07-05T17:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T13:39:01.982-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='embarrass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-conscious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driveway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bikini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stomach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='body'/><title type='text'>Tanning in your driveway</title><content type='html'>Hello friends! I'm way down South-er than I should be... You guessed it – I'm in Cape Cod. Here on the Cape I've been doing tons of fun activities to fly (or slow down?) time. One of those things is tanning in your driveway. It's one of the things I love to do. I just grab my bikini and a nice chair and I make myself comfortable. I used to be really self conscious of showing off my bikini bod to every sketchy person within walking distance of my beach house. Not anymore!&lt;div&gt;Some things I keep in mind are that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's not like I always live with these people&lt;/span&gt;. Sooner or later, your neighbors are going to leave and new ones come. Besides, my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real &lt;/span&gt;neighbor tans in her driveway, so why can't you tan at your very own beach house? Is it a rental? Even better, you'll be out in a week or so. It's not like the passerby's actually are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;judging you and your body&lt;/span&gt;. Why on earth would you even care, anyways?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so are you still looking at your body negatively? Is my blog not any help to you? Well fine then. Here's another solution. Just tan in your driveway, but in a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tank top and shorts&lt;/span&gt;! That way, you won't have to show off your flabby stomach. Ha-ha, just kidding, girlies. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;boys&lt;/span&gt; – do us all a favor and tan in your own driveway &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in your swimming trunks&lt;/span&gt;. We girls will really appreciate it. Seriously, though. I'm not joking. And it's so not gay. Please do. Please. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please.&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;SOMETHING FUN TO DO OVER THE SUMMER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um, I think I just said it all. Boys and girls. Tan in your driveways. Feel obliged to wear as little clothing as desired to. It's not like I'm some sick prude with issues on teenagers expressing themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-7177274835370772656?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/7177274835370772656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/tanning-in-your-driveway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/7177274835370772656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/7177274835370772656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/tanning-in-your-driveway.html' title='Tanning in your driveway'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-7481883166332425728</id><published>2009-07-04T14:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T13:40:50.207-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fireworks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fourth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='july'/><title type='text'>Happy fourth of july '09</title><content type='html'>Hey guys. I'm here to briefly wish you all a very happy Fourth of July! Whether you're hanging with friends, family, or sketchy neighbors, I hope you have a great relaxing day. I'll be at the beach if you need me. Love you!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;SOMETHING FUN TO DO OVER THE SUMMER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really guys? It's the Fourth of July! Find something fun to do. Just don't stay at home! Type in google "Fourth of July 2009 events [insert your state/town name here]." Maybe you can find some fireworks going on in your area. Remember your bug spray. The bugs are not kind this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-7481883166332425728?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/7481883166332425728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-fourth-of-july-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/7481883166332425728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/7481883166332425728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-fourth-of-july-09.html' title='Happy fourth of july &apos;09'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-2688613302928661177</id><published>2009-07-03T16:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T17:20:20.837-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hiding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice cream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='siblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fridge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freezer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Mysteriously disappearing ice cream</title><content type='html'>Don't we all adore ice cream? I love to eat my specialty homework-snack (you guessed it – snacks that you routinely eat while doing homework) which is one tiny scoop in a bowl of Edy's Vanilla Bean ice cream. I've just got one problem. Whatever flavor ice cream is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my favorite &lt;/span&gt;end's up being &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my little sister's favorite.&lt;/span&gt; And it is annoying times twenty.&lt;div&gt;God, I hate it to find that the day I buy a creamy vanilla bean ice cream tub it happens to end up mysteriously half-empty the next day. Was this just my kitten's doings? I think not. It's my pig of a sister! So I'm here to give you some solutions I schemed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Solution one: &lt;/span&gt;You guessed it – hiding! The back of the freezer is your best bet. Just tuck it safely behind your frozen peas. Seriously, who ever uses frozen peas on a daily basis?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Solution two: &lt;/span&gt;Buy a mini fridge (freezer included, obviously) and put your favorite ice cream flavor in there. Unless of course, your siblings are evil masterminds and have learned the secret remote island on which your mini freezer coexists. Then, you my friend, are screwed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Solution three: &lt;/span&gt;One word... bribery. The one thing that any sibling; oldest, youngest, or middle child, can excel in. Tell them that this vanilla bean ice cream in the freezer is yours, and they can have the TV all of Tuesday nights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Solution four: &lt;/span&gt;This is even sneakier! Convince them that the flavor you like is a yucky flavor, and get them hooked on some other ice cream flavor, like mint chip. (You know, the one that nobody likes. Haha just kidding, my mint chip lovers!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mwahaha. I hope I inspired the evil in all of you. Feel completely free to use these tips on other foods you like, like pudding, chocolate cake, or even frozen peas. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope none of you ever end up in the situation I'm in right now. A vanilla person eating chocolate ice cream. The horror! :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;SOMETHING FUN TO DO OVER THE SUMMER: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a karaoke party in your living room! Set up comfy cushions all around the room, get all kinds of snacks (Nothing with dairy/milk. It's bad for the singing voice.) and grab at least five of your best friends. You can get a karaoke machine, or if you have Comcast On Demand as your TV cable company, you can go to On Demand and get free karaoke songs on your TV! Don't forget the microphones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-2688613302928661177?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/2688613302928661177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/mysteriously-disappearing-ice-cream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/2688613302928661177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/2688613302928661177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/mysteriously-disappearing-ice-cream.html' title='Mysteriously disappearing ice cream'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-1603456160261664553</id><published>2009-07-02T17:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T17:58:30.755-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wheelie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suitcase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='duffel bag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handbag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='backpack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luggage'/><title type='text'>What kind of suitcase should I use?</title><content type='html'>It's actually quite debatable. You want the perfect thing to carry around all your stuff in when you go away on vacation. It's something I've been pondering as I'm about to go away to Cape Cod this month. Here are the kinds I'm familiar with:&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The duffel bag&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The traditional suitcase&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The wheelie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The backpack (Yay! A reminder of school...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A giant handbag&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Alright, so I'm going to talk about the luggage that should go in each, and my personal opinion. The duffel bag is my personal favorite, for it can be as cheap as $20 and quite convenient. You just carry them in your hand all day, because the bag itself is very lightweight. The thing that annoys me is all your things get jostled. Ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The traditional suitcase... ew. I'm sorry to you people who happen to love your suitcases but I just hate them. Once mine opened in the middle of when I was carrying it, and, well, I just hate 'em. Sorry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The wheelie. These are fun – if I was still three years old. I mean seriously. (I had a Scooby Doo one, though)! I mean, yes, I do use them sometimes, but they're just too heavy for me (the wheels add a lot of weight). They don't even have enough space for me! Then again, knowing me, I pack much more than I need too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A giant backpack... yayyy, I can be like Dora the Explorer. Ah, bringing back those childhood memories. I hated my childhood. :( But these are actually quite nice, it's just that my back hurts after a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, the giant handbag! I love these, however I would also probably use a wheelie/duffel bag along with this, as being a pack rat I need all my things with me, and just the big handbag wont cut the deal. Just saying. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I hope you enjoyed reading this pointless entry I wrote, and maybe you found some humor in reading about my cherished Scooby Doo wheelie. Thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;SOMETHING FUN TO DO OVER THE SUMMER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a sleepover – outside! Grab one of your BFF's, and lay your sleeping bag on the grass or rooftop. Watch out for mosquito's, though. Those pesky demons attacked my legs today. Count the stars and breathe in that summer air!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-1603456160261664553?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/1603456160261664553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-kind-of-suitcase-should-i-use.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/1603456160261664553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/1603456160261664553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-kind-of-suitcase-should-i-use.html' title='What kind of suitcase should I use?'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-8643126016820236694</id><published>2009-07-01T11:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T12:51:41.026-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Summer fling?</title><content type='html'>I understand that a lot of you... don't have very good luck with relationships during the school year. That's what summer is for! You can have a really relaxed relationship. Who wouldn't want that?&lt;div&gt;But then you wonder, "how can I get a summer fling?" Whether you're stuck at home, or across the country, or even in another continent, here's how you can have your own summer romance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, and most importantly, you need to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ditch anyone who might get in your way&lt;/span&gt;. It may be your parents, siblings, or even your best friend. Just tell them that maybe you want to go to the beach alone or go on a roller coaster ride alone, or something like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, you need to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;find someone cute&lt;/span&gt;. It may be some guy/girl who's waiting in line to go on the ferris wheel alone, or someone who looks bored at the beach. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Approach them&lt;/span&gt; with a friendly "hi" or "what's up?" Want to be more flirty? Don't be shy; just say what you think. "I couldn't help but notice you here alone and I wanted to know if your boy/girlfriend is as cute as you are." Don't forget to smile, and maybe even add a wink!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Start getting flirty &lt;/span&gt;and ask some questions about them, too. (Just to get the ball rolling). Then, if you decide you like this person, go in for the kill and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ask them out on a date&lt;/span&gt;. You could say something like, "I hope I'll see you here tomorrow, and maybe we could ditch this place and do something more fun?" That way, it's less pressure than just saying, "do you want to come to my house at four?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;SOMETHING FUN TO DO OVER THE SUMMER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buy a snow cone machine and make snow cones! An easy alternative, if you don't have one is to crush ice in a blender, scoop it into a paper cone, and then drizzle some flavoring over it. Buy all sorts of flavors, like lime, lemon, pina colada, watermelon, or strawberry! Happy licking. A note to all my perverts: don't even &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; about saying "that's what she said."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-8643126016820236694?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/8643126016820236694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-fling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/8643126016820236694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/8643126016820236694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-fling.html' title='Summer fling?'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-4026012686739847649</id><published>2009-06-30T19:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T17:58:48.663-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wal-mart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='watch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dvd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='make'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='$5'/><title type='text'>How could we forget about movies?</title><content type='html'>Hey schoolers! While I was at Wal-Mart the other day, I picked up one of those $5 DVD's (the best things in life are five bucks). I got "13 Going On 30", and I had forgotten how much I missed that movie so very much. I watched it again and again and again yesterday. And I fed my cat stinky food. As you can see, my summer so far is quite productive.&lt;div&gt;I'm telling all of you guys to head on down to your own local Wal-Mart, and buy one of those cheap reject $5 DVD's. Every movie deserves to be loved. Except for "Meet the Spartans." That really was a stinker. (Haha – just like my kitty's food!). Yes, I consider myself very polite and mature. And you better not forget that. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;SOMETHING FUN TO DO OVER THE SUMMER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, I promised you I would! Today's fun thing to consider doing (so you wont rot over the summer) is making a YouTube video with your friends. Get creative. Whether it be a Webkinz video, a video of your psychotic puppy, or a dumb video with your friends, don't be afraid to post it up. Hey, if Miley and Mandy post retarded things on YouTube and get millions of views, why can't you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-4026012686739847649?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/4026012686739847649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-could-we-forget-about-movies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/4026012686739847649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/4026012686739847649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-could-we-forget-about-movies.html' title='How could we forget about movies?'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-7090562426266746793</id><published>2009-06-29T11:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T11:19:26.081-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things to do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Help! I'm bored</title><content type='html'>Nothing to do over the summer, eh? Not true anymore. I know I've been a little bored over the summer, too. I mean look at me, I'm writing a blog! That's why I'm here today to write a list of things you can do over the summer if you're not going anywhere.&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to a CVS or a grocery store with someone who you know is still here. Enough said. Good times at CVS. Not like that, though, you perverts! ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Update your iPod and take a nice relaxing walk around the block. Your dog will get something out of it, too, if you bring him!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get your local newspaper or go on your town's website to see if any fun events are taking place. Who knows? I'm sure you'll find something.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beg your parents to drive you (and maybe a friend, too?) to a theme or amusement park. Even better – a water park! How can you not have fun there?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have a water balloon fight with your neighbors or siblings in your backyard. Trust me, it's more fun than it sounds!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I know however, that this is not enough to keep you going through the whole summer. So from now until the end of the summer, I'll try to attach a "Fun thing to do today!" segment. Just so you wont rot over the summer. Because I care. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-7090562426266746793?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/7090562426266746793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/06/help-im-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/7090562426266746793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/7090562426266746793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/06/help-im-bored.html' title='Help! I&apos;m bored'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-5963767938371632671</id><published>2009-06-28T13:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T14:06:04.539-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game'/><title type='text'>Get fit over the summer</title><content type='html'>I believe that many of you probably are going to be doing sports. I know I signed up for the track team, and I need to get fit! The summer is a great time to practice before fall sports so you don't end up being the worst player on the team. Ugh! Been there, done that.&lt;div&gt;Take summer vacation as an opportunity. Practice with friends, family, cousins, your weird neighbor with seven cats, or even the mailman! I know I'll try to jog every morning to build up my endurance. What sport are you doing? Soccer? Lacrosse? Hockey? Baseball? Softball? Or maybe track, like me? Find the skill you need and find a way/place to practice it. For example, I'd be at a good advantage if I was doing soccer. I live right near a park with a soccer field!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So get out, and get active!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;What if I don't like sports or don't want to sign up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, well you're missing out! Sports are a great way to work on cooperation and teamwork skills. You can even make some great friends who love doing the same thing that you do. Seriously consider it. Besides, some school's teams give out very cute sweatshirts/uniforms. You can show off to the world what sports you play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;What if none of my friends want to sign up for the sport I want to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it's cheesy, but seriously: follow your heart! Don't let your friends hold you back. Okay, so maybe the "popular" people are on the team, and you don't want to be alone. Trust me, they are not all heartless, and not many people are vicious to people on their own team when it comes to sports. Besides, and I said this before, you can make new friends, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I was supposed to sign up a while ago, and now it's too late. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boo-hoo. It's still summer, people! Try e-mailing your guidance counselor or your principal to see if it really is too late. They can be a great help. You can find their e-mail addresses from friends or you can check your school's website. And if it really is too late (which I doubt it will be if you act ASAP) then there's always next season. You'll just have to wait 'till winter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope I've inspired some of you guys to try out, or to get out there and practice for a sport instead of sitting here and reading blogs all day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-5963767938371632671?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/5963767938371632671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/06/get-fit-over-summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/5963767938371632671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/5963767938371632671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/06/get-fit-over-summer.html' title='Get fit over the summer'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-3478675371926798343</id><published>2009-06-27T13:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T13:38:24.446-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='essentials'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wardrobe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shirts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='necessities'/><title type='text'>The bare essentials of wardrobe</title><content type='html'>Hey guys. Today I'm going to again, make a list of all the things I need to buy before the new school year (just clothes, though). This is what I've come up to be the bare essentials in the wardrobe department. Boys, you don't need this. You all can get by with one pair of pants and three shirts if you wanted to! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Three plain fitted T-shirts of different colors. I suggest white, black, and maybe pink, red, or yellow.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two tank tops. One should have spaghetti straps, and maybe the other can be one of those menswear tanks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One or two camisoles to wear under certain clothing. They really come in handy. The more you can get the better.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Three long-sleeved shirts. Any style works, although I would get a scoop-neck, a V-neck, and a button down oxford (if that fits your style).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two or three (or even more!) pairs of jeans. Try to have variety (skinny, dark wash, light wash, boot cut, wide leg, straight leg, stone washed, etc...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Black pants, whether they're denim or slacks or whatever.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two pairs of shorts, and a skirt.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lots and lots of shoes! (Flip flops, Uggs, ballet flats...) You can never have too many shoes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;At least one sweatshirt. The more, the better to match your clothes. I suggest getting lots of cardigans, too, as they can be quite useful.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A winter jacket, for winter of course (unless where you live is always sunny!).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two dresses: a summer dress, and a formal dress. Even if you're not the "dress" type, trust me, it's good to at least have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I believe that would be all. You can change this around to fit your own style, however. I hope that you'll be able to gather some of these essentials over the summer! I'll post again tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-3478675371926798343?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/3478675371926798343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/06/bare-essentials-of-wardrobe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/3478675371926798343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/3478675371926798343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/06/bare-essentials-of-wardrobe.html' title='The bare essentials of wardrobe'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989627401547477533.post-8319362432312027083</id><published>2009-06-26T11:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T13:08:45.791-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Create a list of things you did over the summer</title><content type='html'>Hey. You all can call me Sassy.&lt;div&gt;I know that most of you are here because you most likely don't like school, dread waking up to that screeching alarm every morning, and absolutely despise your Picture Day photo, am I not right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well so do I. If I have to hear my alarm ring one more time at 6:25 am, I am going to rip my hair out. My picture day photos are always butt-ugly, and you can usually see my bra. Whoops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For my next four years of high school, and even my college years, I'm going to be going through my quest of making school rule, starting with the summer of '09. I'll give you guys tips and pointers along the way to help make your experience rule, too. Aren't I so caring? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing I'd like to start off with – something I learned in my middle school years – is that you should write a list of all the cool things you did over the summer that you wouldn't mind sharing in a classroom. Like going to California, or taking a Boston trip with your friends, like I did yesterday. Or maybe your dance recital or talking about your cool camp you went to for a month. Those kind of things! Then when your teachers ask you what you did over the summer in front of your entire English class you wont stand there like an idiot being like "oh, uh, I uh, like stayed home. I... watched TV and went on Facebook." No, no, no! That simply wont do. Make a list! (Towards the end of August, I'll share my list with you guys).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, this post is getting a bit meaty. Get to list making! I know I will be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4989627401547477533-8319362432312027083?l=makeschoolrule.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/feeds/8319362432312027083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/8319362432312027083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4989627401547477533/posts/default/8319362432312027083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeschoolrule.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey.html' title='Create a list of things you did over the summer'/><author><name>Sassy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554820304207262833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g-9PcjdtNOA/StkhHxv1scI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nztl9bhu9z8/S220/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
