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type='html'>Yes, it's true. I have gone to the dark side, which is known as Tumblr. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;I've started just a straight up art blog there. Not much talking, just art. If you would like to check it out, then here you go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lethargicallyartful.tumblr.com/"&gt;Lethargically Artful&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-6094405431406878408?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/6094405431406878408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=6094405431406878408' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/6094405431406878408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/6094405431406878408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2011/03/switched-over-to-tumblr.html' title='Switched over to Tumblr.'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-1975500650811967937</id><published>2011-03-07T15:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T15:30:01.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gaia Freebies 3/7/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I'll probably have several Gaia freebies to post some time here in the next couple days, as well as a Gaia Avi art of my own avi, but for now I want to update on a project I've appointed myself.&lt;br /&gt;I will be doing another paintball drawing starting the next couple days. It's one I've done before, or actually the very first one I did will be redone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy that I used to like, Jeremy Table is his name. I'm going to draw a picture of him, but in the process as I draw it, I'm going to bury all my feelings for him in to it. I don't see the point in liking him anymore when I will probably never see him again. Therefor, I shall draw this one last paintball drawing in hopes to bury the past that just pulls me down more and more.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you guys shall encourage me and when I'm done I shall be sure to take a picture and post it here. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-1278541109757566364?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/1278541109757566364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=1278541109757566364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/1278541109757566364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/1278541109757566364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2011/03/update-372011.html' title='Update 3/7/2011'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-4369547779729586419</id><published>2011-02-16T20:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T20:29:58.487-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentines Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gaiaonline'/><title type='text'>Gaia Freebies 2/14/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I have one friend who has a low self-esteem and thinks she looks fat constantly when she's incredibly skinny. How do you make a friend like that stop degrading herself when she's absolutely beautiful? It's like, "If I'm not as good as models, then I'm not good in general." I feel sometimes I have to have enough confidence for the two of us. I'm not up for that all the time. I just can't handle it. There are times where I'm horribly down on myself, so I'll degrade myself just to make her think better of herself.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I have a friend who's overweight and his parents are just making it absolutely worse. I feel like I should say something but what should I say? It's just awkward silence and I feel like slapping myself across the face. I need to encourage him, make him feel better. As his friend I feel I should make him feel better and try not to let what his parents say worry him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-5145925631576548990?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/5145925631576548990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=5145925631576548990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5145925631576548990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5145925631576548990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2011/02/friendships-harsh.html' title='Friendships Harsh'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-3229630228034975545</id><published>2011-02-08T19:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T19:49:04.291-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 Day Project'/><title type='text'>365 Day Project...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CANCELED.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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;The reason for the project being canceled is because I obviously can not keep up with it. It's not that I don't have enough time to draw, it's just my motivation isn't what it used to be. When I get in to a rhythm perhaps, I'll start the project over again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For now, I'm canceling the project until further notice. I'm not sure for how long, could be months or even years. For now, I just want to practice drawing and not have to worry about a time limit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Plus, school is my first priority.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-3229630228034975545?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/3229630228034975545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=3229630228034975545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/3229630228034975545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/3229630228034975545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2011/02/365-day-project.html' title='365 Day Project...'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-7085903105091379030</id><published>2011-02-01T14:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T14:12:15.379-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Under Cover Briefcase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><title type='text'>Update 2/1/2011</title><content type='html'>Hello. I'm sorry I haven't been posting much lately. Or that my posts have been about something completely stupid.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to update you on what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;I started school a couple weeks ago, so that's been taking up quite a bit of my time. I'm also getting out of the house more. This means I haven't been drawing all that much lately, but after I had to write a paper for my Sociology class, I'm in a drawing kind of mood. I did draw something today but you wont' be seeing it here. To see it, you will have to go to another blog my friend and I are in charge of. It's called the Under Cover Briefcase.&lt;br /&gt;Currently on our art blog is an art war going on between GAC and I. Go check it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://undercoverbriefcase.blogspot.com/"&gt;Under Cover Briefcase&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-7085903105091379030?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/7085903105091379030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=7085903105091379030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/7085903105091379030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/7085903105091379030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2011/02/update-212011.html' title='Update 2/1/2011'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-6415286134578450512</id><published>2011-01-28T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T22:11:56.191-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dear'/><title type='text'>Dear Brain of Mine,</title><content type='html'>You torture me with such wondrous dreams. I feel so happy dreaming yet when I wake up from my slumber, I'm so sad. I know none of it will come true, yet my brain wishes for it to. Hence why you slam these amazing dreams in to my head through the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I love my dreams, yet hate them at the same time. It puts me in a sad mood for the day, yet wonderful mood at night. How do I stop this roller coaster of emotions? How can I stop that one person, that dream person of mine from invading my space delusional space?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please brain, stop thinking about J.A.T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and Love you,&lt;br /&gt;Your owner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-6415286134578450512?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/6415286134578450512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=6415286134578450512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/6415286134578450512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/6415286134578450512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2011/01/dear-brain-of-mine.html' title='Dear Brain of Mine,'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-7144200839968237430</id><published>2011-01-19T00:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T00:36:35.239-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 Day Project'/><title type='text'>Day 16: Ready 4 School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TTZ4AD6wErI/AAAAAAAACMw/1O_A30EqyPA/s1600/Ready4School.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TTZ4AD6wErI/AAAAAAAACMw/1O_A30EqyPA/s320/Ready4School.png" width="260" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;b&gt;Day 16 of 365.&lt;/b&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;Oh my gawsh, such a large drawing. And it was just a doodle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't think it would come out this large. Sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, I start college tomorrow. I'm excited yet scared. Wish my luck. C:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Technically since it's past midnight, I start college today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-7144200839968237430?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/7144200839968237430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=7144200839968237430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/7144200839968237430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/7144200839968237430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-16-ready-4-school.html' title='Day 16: Ready 4 School'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TTZ4AD6wErI/AAAAAAAACMw/1O_A30EqyPA/s72-c/Ready4School.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-4621447323911266514</id><published>2011-01-17T19:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T19:27:18.807-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bunny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>2011 Sexy Bunny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TTTeEIjMKlI/AAAAAAAACMo/Co8fE5QzmqE/s1600/2011BunnySexxy%2Bcopy.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TTTeEIjMKlI/AAAAAAAACMo/Co8fE5QzmqE/s400/2011BunnySexxy%2Bcopy.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Year of the Rabbit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a drawing I'd been working on for the past couple weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got tired of it so I wanted to finish it as fast as I could, so I didn't clean it up much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry for the horribleness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-4621447323911266514?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/4621447323911266514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=4621447323911266514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/4621447323911266514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/4621447323911266514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-sexy-bunny.html' title='2011 Sexy Bunny'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TTTeEIjMKlI/AAAAAAAACMo/Co8fE5QzmqE/s72-c/2011BunnySexxy%2Bcopy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-2425920138321643428</id><published>2011-01-17T16:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T16:01:27.432-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 Day Project'/><title type='text'>Day 15: Cuddle Me Bunny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TTStUe-oNcI/AAAAAAAACMk/0HMSLRRmAe0/s1600/WTFBUNNY2011.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TTStUe-oNcI/AAAAAAAACMk/0HMSLRRmAe0/s320/WTFBUNNY2011.png" width="260" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;b&gt;Day 15 of 365.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry I haven't posted any drawings in a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been dealing with problems involving friends, going through preparations involving college, and just me being plain lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a drawing I did for 2011 because it's the year of the rabbit.&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;Speaking of stuff involving that, have you heard about the new Astrological sign?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ophiuchus is what it's called. The Snake Bearer I think it roughly translates to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look it up, it's quite interesting. This is only in effect for those who are born after the year 2009, thankfully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I looked at the new days and thought, "I went from a Libra to a Virgo? My life has been a lie. Nooooo..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-2425920138321643428?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/2425920138321643428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=2425920138321643428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/2425920138321643428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/2425920138321643428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-15-cuddle-me-bunny.html' title='Day 15: Cuddle Me Bunny'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TTStUe-oNcI/AAAAAAAACMk/0HMSLRRmAe0/s72-c/WTFBUNNY2011.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-591611818053052584</id><published>2011-01-10T01:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T01:39:48.694-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dear Friend'/><title type='text'>Dear Friend of Mine,</title><content type='html'>I love you bunches because I've known you for several years now, but there are times when I want to punch the snot out of you. I know it's a female thing to want to look pretty, but must I look nice ALL the time? Even in my own household?&lt;br /&gt;I can understand looking nice for a certain occasion but looking nice when I'm sitting there on the couch pigging out watching movies? Seriously?&lt;br /&gt;Also, just because you don't like some of my clothing doesn't mean you can threaten to burn it. I don't always like everything you wear, do, or say. It doesn't mean I go around threatening to burn it, does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even through all this questioning our friendship, I still love you and want to stay friends with you. Though I would like it if you minded your own business sometimes and didn't bad mouth my horrible yet comfy fashion sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Your friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-591611818053052584?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/591611818053052584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=591611818053052584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/591611818053052584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/591611818053052584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2011/01/dear-friend-of-mine.html' title='Dear Friend of Mine,'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-8527950540602251575</id><published>2011-01-05T03:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T03:31:54.049-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Waves Away</title><content type='html'>I have a friend. A friend of mine who knows me probably the best out of everyone I know. He's of the male variety and he's probably the image of what I would consider my ideal guys I've wanted to date? Well, as ideal as I'll ever get probably. Yet, there's something missing. That extra feeling past friendship where you're compelled to pursue to a further relationship with a person past friendship. He's so similar to my ideal man yet, I don't want to date him? I've been thinking to myself, "What's wrong with me? Here's the man you've been wanting, yet you don't like him?" Could it be that I'm blocking that extra feeling out of my mind. My heart's screaming yet my mind might not be listening? Could that be what's happening? I'm not really sure, but it frustrates me. I've been on this subject in my mind for a while now. At least the past couple weeks since I was on the conversation with another friend about unblocking myself from the social world and learning to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to love, yet I push people away it's like trying to fight that large wave coming at you in the ocean. Trying your best not to drown in the overwhelming water that's pushing you away from the one you're trying to get to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-8527950540602251575?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/8527950540602251575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=8527950540602251575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/8527950540602251575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/8527950540602251575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2011/01/waves-away.html' title='Waves Away'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-5435949676319536999</id><published>2011-01-03T23:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T23:28:19.614-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Family member that annoys you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Do you have that one family member that gets on your nerves? You feel the flames in your soul spark when you have conversations with them sometimes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Well I have my father who does that to me. It's not all the time this happens of course. But there are those times where I just want to scream until my lungs pop out of my throat. We get in to arguments every once in a while where it ends in screaming, cursing, and of course the natural myself punching a wall. I can't help it sometimes, when I get really worked up and pissed off, I have to release my energy somehow, which it's with punching a wall, any wall near me. Gives me the idea I have anger problems sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Today's topic of argument was about college. I haven't signed up for college for this semester yet and it's really cutting it close to the deadline. Since there's not much longer until the semester starts up. My dad's explaining how I need to look online at classes and what time they are and what classes they are, but I just don't want to worry about that and go down there and get everything done down there. Doing what he says will mean nothing to me really. At this rate I'll be sitting in my house for another 3-4 months doing nothing. Then I'd need to search for a job, that I probably won't find anywhere around here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Live is tough. And I need to suck it up and get out there. I can't turn in to a hermit. No matter what, I can't....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-5435949676319536999?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/5435949676319536999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=5435949676319536999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5435949676319536999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5435949676319536999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2011/01/family-member-that-annoys-you.html' title='Family member that annoys you?'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-4659064971657214952</id><published>2011-01-01T02:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T02:06:29.682-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Years'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drawing'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TR7RwdpicfI/AAAAAAAACMc/2iLjLXdNEq8/s1600/NewYearBunnyChoose.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TR7RwdpicfI/AAAAAAAACMc/2iLjLXdNEq8/s400/NewYearBunnyChoose.png" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Hello and Happy New Year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's 2011 now. A new year to have loves, laughs, and happiness. I hope you all have a great new year. C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This Work in Progress is going to be my New Year drawing. Since it's the year of the rabbit, she's going to be a sexy rabbit. But to continue with her, I need your help. I give you all the chance to vote for either the hair style 1 or 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vote either by commenting or in the poll to the left. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Please and thank you!&lt;/b&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/7457059314854421336-4659064971657214952?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/4659064971657214952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=4659064971657214952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/4659064971657214952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/4659064971657214952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TR7RwdpicfI/AAAAAAAACMc/2iLjLXdNEq8/s72-c/NewYearBunnyChoose.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-7345985232248256994</id><published>2010-12-30T15:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T15:01:14.571-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drawings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gaiaonline'/><title type='text'>Gaia Artwork 12/30/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TRzjL2KIFSI/AAAAAAAACME/Z9ER0QEB-RQ/s1600/kyaan-chan.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TRzjL2KIFSI/AAAAAAAACME/Z9ER0QEB-RQ/s320/kyaan-chan.png" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TRzjLyEp8QI/AAAAAAAACMM/ks8bkod1F9w/s1600/Luna%2BCervilan.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TRzjLyEp8QI/AAAAAAAACMM/ks8bkod1F9w/s320/Luna%2BCervilan.png" width="176" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TRzjMDsvagI/AAAAAAAACMU/9DutAX_Vqxk/s1600/moonbunny529.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="219" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TRzjMDsvagI/AAAAAAAACMU/9DutAX_Vqxk/s320/moonbunny529.png" width="206" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;These were actually yesterday. But I'm posting them today since I forgot to yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I thought I needed to post some drawings for you lovely people. Instead of my whining and personal stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Anyways, these are yet again some Gaia Artwork I did for people on Gaiaonline. I like how two of them turned out. The third one, I don't like as much.&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/7457059314854421336-7345985232248256994?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/7345985232248256994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=7345985232248256994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/7345985232248256994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/7345985232248256994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/12/gaia-artwork-123010.html' title='Gaia Artwork 12/30/10'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TRzjL2KIFSI/AAAAAAAACME/Z9ER0QEB-RQ/s72-c/kyaan-chan.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-3037998983776680996</id><published>2010-12-29T02:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T02:30:52.206-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Have You Ever'/><title type='text'>Lost It</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Continuing on with the "Have You Ever..." series. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I'm not even sure you can call it a series. But I could make it one... Hmmm.... Contemplating....contemplating....Ok. I think I will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Anyways, continuing on with the question.... Have you ever lost it? Now when I mean lost it, I mean gotten so angry at someone you've just exploded in a fit of rage. Throwing words at them even though you might not have meant it? Well, this evening that exact thing happened to me. Though, I might have meant every word. It's nice to have a blog to openly share my thoughts and what goes on with me because I don't want to worry my friends or family what's truly wrong with me. Know what I mean? It's like, you fake smile even though you're hurting inside. Just so they won't worry about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I love my friends and family. They've done so much for me, I don't want them to worry. They've gone through so much for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-3037998983776680996?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/3037998983776680996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=3037998983776680996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/3037998983776680996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/3037998983776680996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/12/lost-it.html' title='Lost It'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-2103194900870082641</id><published>2010-12-24T01:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T01:45:42.815-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to talk, but you don't.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I'm sorry you have to listen to my silly rants and thoughts, but it is my blog. You don't have to read if you don't want. This is yet another one of my thoughts post. Sorry. Kind of like my last post. Another have you ever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Have you ever texted or IMed someone and wanted to really talk to them at that moment but they don't want to? Of course we probably all have. I had this happen to me the other night. I wanted to talk to one of my male friends but he was waiting for someone else to sign online. So I told him that usual saying, "Well you seem busy, I'll talk to you at a different time."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;After saying that you really hope they'll be like, "No No, it's ok." or "You don't have to go." Something that comes from them saying they want you to continue conversation with them but of course, they just say "Alright" or "Ok" and it really annoys you. You want to say something but you feel now that you said you were going to go, you can't say anything more to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;That kind of situation really annoys me. So now I look at them different. Like they aren't someone who really cares talking to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sorry, I was just feeling a little sad about this. But I've recovered fast. Thanks to other friends of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-2103194900870082641?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/2103194900870082641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=2103194900870082641' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/2103194900870082641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/2103194900870082641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-want-to-talk-but-you-dont.html' title='I want to talk, but you don&apos;t.'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-1992279487236548709</id><published>2010-12-12T01:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T01:21:28.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Have You Ever...</title><content type='html'>.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;..Had one of those days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Those days where you've just recently been feeling horrible, looking down upon yourself all the time? You're to say....Depressed? And there's a day that comes along out of the blue, where you do something for part of the day, like friends steal you to hang out. Afterwards you felt you just had the best day over and you're rethinking about everything you've been doing, thinking about, etc. You want to change yourself. To become a better, newer you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Well folks, I just had one of those days. It started like any other lately. I woke up and hung around the house most the day. Watching Phineas and Ferb on Disney Channel, playing my hunter on World of Warcraft, and falling asleep on the couch until who knows when. Well, in the middle of it all, later towards the evening, my cousin calls me up. She asks to use my tennis racket like she usually does, but when she shows up, she kidnaps me along with the rackets. We get to the tennis courts to play around a bit, waiting for someone else by the name Stephie? Or Stephen I later found out. He had more rackets. When he arrived, it was a blast. My cousin and Anna, her friend were making fun of how horrible he was at tennis. I felt bad for him but at the same time I just kept laughing. Another person, Matt, came to play with us but left soon after he had come. Tennis really cheered me up so I was really smiling by then. But wait! It's not over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We head back to my cousin's house. Girls in one car, Stephen in his own. To get money and things to go ice skating. Ice skating in Florida? Absurd I tell you. But definitely possible. Stephen drove all of us down to the rink and we were there for at least an hour and a half. Taking breaks when we were tired, our ankles hurt, or just to reply to a text.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;There were times where I wondered if something may be wrong with Stephen. Anna was texting most the time while at the rink since she was tired. My cousin and I skated until our legs could fall off. Stephen, my eye would always land on him. Ever since I first saw him at the tennis courts. Something seemed off about him though, he seemed happy, but not fully happy. Has that ever happened to you? Where you encounter someone you've never met before, but could tell something may be wrong? He seemed a bit down in a way, or maybe he was just quiet like me. I wanted to talk to him more but I didn't know what to say and I feared I would say something horribly wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Overall, it was a great evening though. I hope I might see Stephen again, and I can hang out with my cousin more often. I envy her so much. She has so many friends, but she's also like my ideal person I would love to become. I haven't fully noticed this until recently. She's so outgoing, courageous, and can make friends quite easily. She's not shy like I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-1992279487236548709?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/1992279487236548709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=1992279487236548709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/1992279487236548709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/1992279487236548709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/12/have-you-ever.html' title='Have You Ever...'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-5050761997267273407</id><published>2010-12-09T20:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T20:14:31.525-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 Day Project'/><title type='text'>Day 14: Santa Hat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TQF-t26gMbI/AAAAAAAACL8/Hbd-dSe65Is/s1600/Day+14.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TQF-t26gMbI/AAAAAAAACL8/Hbd-dSe65Is/s1600/Day+14.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I was working on another drawing but out of my brain comes this for now. Since my other drawing is currently not done. SORRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So here's a holiday related drawing, err....sorta.&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/7457059314854421336-5050761997267273407?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/5050761997267273407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=5050761997267273407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5050761997267273407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5050761997267273407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-14-santa-hat.html' title='Day 14: Santa Hat'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TQF-t26gMbI/AAAAAAAACL8/Hbd-dSe65Is/s72-c/Day+14.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-8781108192132387705</id><published>2010-12-08T20:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T20:40:55.840-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 Day Project'/><title type='text'>Day 13: Failing Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TQAy8Hw-i0I/AAAAAAAACL4/PWBm2XVwwNg/s1600/DaySomethingILostCount.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TQAy8Hw-i0I/AAAAAAAACL4/PWBm2XVwwNg/s320/DaySomethingILostCount.png" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Guess what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I'm BACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I chose a picture on Deviantart to try and redraw, but it came out horribly wrong. If it looked better, I would post the Deviantart picture here with it or at least a link to it, but since it looks pretty much NOTHING like the original picture.... I'm not going to bother posting it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I really do at least like how the eyes came out. Or the face itself. The face roundness as well as the hair is completely off. I erased all of it and tried to redo it, but it still came out horrible. Hence the FAIL in the bottom right hand corner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sorry if your eyes may be bleeding after catching sight of this drawing. I'll try and do better next time.&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/7457059314854421336-8781108192132387705?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/8781108192132387705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=8781108192132387705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/8781108192132387705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/8781108192132387705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-13-failing-face.html' title='Day 13: Failing Face'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TQAy8Hw-i0I/AAAAAAAACL4/PWBm2XVwwNg/s72-c/DaySomethingILostCount.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-2752576993538198545</id><published>2010-12-05T18:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T18:12:41.895-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sorry'/><title type='text'>I owe you all an apology.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I haven't posted on the blog in the past week or two and I owe everyone an apology. I want to say I'm very sorry. I need to get drawing more and posting them here. As well as just my thoughts. I've been going through a bit, but that's not an excuse to not post a drawing. I've been meaning to sign up for college classes and I've been putting it off for some time now. I think I'm just afraid to move on with my life right now. I'm afraid to get out there and meet new people as well. I don't know what they'll think of me. I'm a big scaredy cat. I'm sorry for being one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I hope everyone shall forgive me for not posting. And I hope I'll be able to start drawing again working on my 365 Day Project. I can't just NOT finish it. I need to finish things I start. Like all those books I've started and haven't finished. Currently at the top of my list is yet another Lilian Jackson Braun book. I would like to finish her "Cat Who" book series at some point. As I think of everything, I'm already coming up with my New Years 'To Do' list. It might end up being lengthy at this rate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Anyways, with that aside. I hope everyone is going to have a great holiday this month. Anyone have special plans for Christmas or another holiday you may celebrate this time of the year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-2752576993538198545?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/2752576993538198545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=2752576993538198545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/2752576993538198545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/2752576993538198545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-owe-you-all-apology.html' title='I owe you all an apology.'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-2238290193084238388</id><published>2010-11-23T17:08:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T17:11:33.755-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World of Warcraft'/><title type='text'>World of Warcraft Cataclysm</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="525" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wq4Y7ztznKc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wq4Y7ztznKc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="525" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;My dad showed me this intro video today. He said it appeared when he was trying to get to the login screen of World of Warcraft. I thought it was so cool so I wanted to try and find it on youtube to put on my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I can't wait to see what the game's going to look like when Cataclysm comes out.&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/7457059314854421336-2238290193084238388?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/2238290193084238388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=2238290193084238388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/2238290193084238388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/2238290193084238388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/11/world-of-warcraft-cataclysm.html' title='World of Warcraft Cataclysm'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-2001314809851075158</id><published>2010-11-22T19:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T19:22:36.949-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 Day Project'/><title type='text'>365 Postponed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I'm sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;For this week only, I have something I need to do, maybe next week as well, I'm not sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;But for this week I know for sure I'll have to hold off on the 365 Day Drawing Project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I'll post the reason later.&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/7457059314854421336-2001314809851075158?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/2001314809851075158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=2001314809851075158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/2001314809851075158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/2001314809851075158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/11/365-postponed.html' title='365 Postponed!'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-7979783134819683728</id><published>2010-11-21T13:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T13:24:40.964-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream'/><title type='text'>Dream: Searching...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Before I forget my dream because of being distracted by TV and or other things, I'm going to write it down of course. I just woke up so I can't forget THAT easily, can I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;What I remember so far is that, the setting took place at my house. There was my parents I know that, then friends started coming over. A friend I felt I had just met came over. I'm not sure how I met her since she was just a friend in my dream, while another friend came over a as well asking if I could hang out. I felt a little guilty and told her another friend was over but she didn't care. I thought this was weird, considering it was one of my best friends Jackie. She came in saying she needed to use my computer which I directed her towards my mother's computer. My other friend which I think her name might have been something like Sam or Jenny was playing games on the TV in our play room. I had to go out and help her turn the game on at some point though. After doing that, I sat out there kind of hanging with her. In the background I could hear someone arrived. It was my uncle from my dad's side. He was helping my mother renovate our living room a bit and the kitchen. We had pieces of our tile missing from the floor in the kitchen. My uncle and mother put down other random pieces to fill in the spots but it looked really iffy afterwards when Sam and I walked through to go in to the living room. Our living room looked weird. It looked similar to what I have now, but larger and the master bedroom was on the other side of the house instead now. Because it was like, you walked through an arch way in to the master bedroom or an extra room all together with a bathroom on the left side of the room. One where you walk through past the closet then you hit the bathroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Afterwards, more people started showing up at my house. Mostly family, even if I didn't know them, I knew they were family somehow. That gut feeling you could say. It felt like someone's birthday or something. I don't know who's, I think it was my grandfather's. Or maybe it was great grandfather? Anyways, we kids were opening presents for him since he didn't really care, until one of us opened a certain present where it was like a peculiar looking dome that told you facts. Like It was the size of both my palms together and was at least 4-5 inches high. Facts rotated around within it, telling us stuff as we watched it, but at some point, it felt like we were supposed to find something. I'm not sure if my grandfather told us something, but at some point we were out of the house and heading towards somewhere. It felt like a moment out of the movie National Treasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Heading out, my family and friends either took their own cars or smooshed together in to one. I was with some guy that I knew. It might have been Anthony but I don't remember. We were heading over to my other guy friend, Sweb's house to pick him up or something. When pulling up in his driveway, he was backing out of it with Andrew. Me and the guy waved to him and then backed out after them to start driving towards out destination. We got on a busy road that looked like it was over on the beach not too far from where I live, but there was a bit a difference, since there were more newere shining buildings on the beach side of the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;That's about all I can remember, because after we got back on the road, I woke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This dream has been the most vivid out of the last few dreams I've had. I wonder why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-7979783134819683728?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/7979783134819683728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=7979783134819683728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/7979783134819683728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/7979783134819683728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/11/dream-searching.html' title='Dream: Searching...'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-5244748379731874052</id><published>2010-11-20T10:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T10:24:58.081-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 Day Project'/><title type='text'>Day 12: Phineas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TOfnXEqi9OI/AAAAAAAACLU/zxDJ1lGIZaw/s1600/Phineas.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TOfnXEqi9OI/AAAAAAAACLU/zxDJ1lGIZaw/s400/Phineas.png" width="201" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Phineas from Phineas and Ferb off the Disney Channel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Watching the show this morning and thought I would try out a new style after looking up some art by the well-known &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/bleedman.deviantart.com"&gt;Bleedman&lt;/a&gt; on Deviantart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[ This character does not belong to me. It belongs to the creator of the show Phineas and Ferb. ]&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/7457059314854421336-5244748379731874052?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/5244748379731874052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=5244748379731874052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5244748379731874052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5244748379731874052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-12-phineas.html' title='Day 12: Phineas'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TOfnXEqi9OI/AAAAAAAACLU/zxDJ1lGIZaw/s72-c/Phineas.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-5130094070361276100</id><published>2010-11-19T16:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T16:21:56.357-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream'/><title type='text'>Dream: School with a dash of Survival.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I had a dream last night, or well not really last night but more today while I slept until the afternoon. My friend called me waking me up which of course when someone just wakes me up from a dream, I remember more of it. Before I forget it, I wanted to type it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The dream started off like a test of survival. I was with another person who happened to be a guy in my dream. I'm not sure if he was someone I knew in real life or just made up by my mind. More likely option two. The setting was something like, a gorge? It looked to me like there were no plants to be seen, like it was a wasteland. There was a river flowing below that looked to be only 10-20 feet down. People were trying to figure out how to survive in this wasteland on one side of the river. The guy and I wandered off trying to search for something that would help or we were just trying to see if we could get to the other side. We found a small pass to get to the other side but it didn't look safe. I got half way across and the thing started to crumble underneath me. I ran to the other side which I felt worried that I'd be stuck over there on my own until we went a bit further and found a more stable way across. Even farther than that was part of a rock wall where there were two large boulders blocking the path but there was still a bit where you could walk through. The guy walked on while I stayed behind like he told me. I wasn't sure what to do, I tried going after him then change my mind and ran back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;That's when the scenery changed. I was on a school bus I think? We were heading on a field trip somewhere until we finally got there. When we were inside it was like we were in my house, but it was a little different. Everyone was hanging out in the backyard. I felt much like a loner. Like no one really wanted to hang out with me. Then it just became unusual. It was like a battle between trees? The other students were climbing up in to large tree's. One that was in the back yard of the building we had come to, while the other was in the neighbors next door. This part though while they were all heading to their tree's, I noticed a person that looked familiar. An old crush who I liked for a couple years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's been a while since I've seen him in any of my dreams. I wonder why I saw him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-5130094070361276100?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/5130094070361276100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=5130094070361276100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5130094070361276100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5130094070361276100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/11/dream-school-with-dash-of-survival.html' title='Dream: School with a dash of Survival.'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-7042229628955115735</id><published>2010-11-18T23:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T23:08:26.664-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 Day Project'/><title type='text'>Day 11: Hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TOX39xQET1I/AAAAAAAACLQ/xbFYG5J2Rvk/s1600/Hello.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TOX39xQET1I/AAAAAAAACLQ/xbFYG5J2Rvk/s320/Hello.png" width="230" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Making up for missing yesterday's drawing. Sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;She says Hello.&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/7457059314854421336-7042229628955115735?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/7042229628955115735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=7042229628955115735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/7042229628955115735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/7042229628955115735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-11-hello.html' title='Day 11: Hello'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TOX39xQET1I/AAAAAAAACLQ/xbFYG5J2Rvk/s72-c/Hello.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-2167292877276803308</id><published>2010-11-18T20:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T20:20:13.924-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 Day Project'/><title type='text'>Day 10: Man Practice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TOXQN22LRmI/AAAAAAAACLM/b19jVBWEq_g/s1600/Man+Practice.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TOXQN22LRmI/AAAAAAAACLM/b19jVBWEq_g/s320/Man+Practice.png" width="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I am horribly horrible HORRIBLE at drawing males. I drew this without a reference. I kind of just....winged it. How'd I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just realized..... His arm looks like a squids arm. SORRY! Told you I fail miserably.&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/7457059314854421336-2167292877276803308?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/2167292877276803308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=2167292877276803308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/2167292877276803308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/2167292877276803308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-10-man-practice.html' title='Day 10: Man Practice'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TOXQN22LRmI/AAAAAAAACLM/b19jVBWEq_g/s72-c/Man+Practice.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-2857021556243215884</id><published>2010-11-18T19:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T19:40:40.149-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pokemon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pikachu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hoodie'/><title type='text'>Pika Hoodie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TOXHGnxsGXI/AAAAAAAACLI/54ZvFAkyXMw/s1600/Pika+Hoodie.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TOXHGnxsGXI/AAAAAAAACLI/54ZvFAkyXMw/s640/Pika+Hoodie.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A pikachu hoodie idea. It's an idea for a present for a friend of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;You'll see soon if I ever start drawing it. I don't have too many days to make it. D:&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/7457059314854421336-2857021556243215884?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/2857021556243215884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=2857021556243215884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/2857021556243215884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/2857021556243215884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/11/pika-hoodie.html' title='Pika Hoodie'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TOXHGnxsGXI/AAAAAAAACLI/54ZvFAkyXMw/s72-c/Pika+Hoodie.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-2572665061719852061</id><published>2010-11-17T03:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T03:34:12.437-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 Day Project'/><title type='text'>Day 9: Chained Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TOOTGY1s7WI/AAAAAAAACLE/0ir0MDvy42Y/s1600/Chained.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TOOTGY1s7WI/AAAAAAAACLE/0ir0MDvy42Y/s400/Chained.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Oh my gawsh. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I can not draw anatomy to save my life. I'm somewhat good at females but what's going to happen when I get to the male body?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I know what, I'm going to fail horribly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This is what reading too many romance manga's does to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So sorry.&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/7457059314854421336-2572665061719852061?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/2572665061719852061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=2572665061719852061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/2572665061719852061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/2572665061719852061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-9-chained-heart.html' title='Day 9: Chained Heart'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TOOTGY1s7WI/AAAAAAAACLE/0ir0MDvy42Y/s72-c/Chained.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-8617529063982255642</id><published>2010-11-16T05:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T05:14:15.584-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 Day Project'/><title type='text'>Day 8: Fiery Passion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TOJY6jHRQ1I/AAAAAAAACLA/xVYyFCcixz4/s1600/FireyPassion.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TOJY6jHRQ1I/AAAAAAAACLA/xVYyFCcixz4/s400/FireyPassion.png" width="175" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A conversation with a friend earlier this evening sparked a drawing like this in to my head. I wish it was a lot better and I'm sorry my drawings the past several days have just been crappy. I'll try to do more detailed pictures in the future!&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/7457059314854421336-8617529063982255642?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/8617529063982255642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=8617529063982255642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/8617529063982255642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/8617529063982255642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-8-fiery-passion.html' title='Day 8: Fiery Passion'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TOJY6jHRQ1I/AAAAAAAACLA/xVYyFCcixz4/s72-c/FireyPassion.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-8967004403884397657</id><published>2010-11-16T04:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T04:29:28.895-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream'/><title type='text'>Dream: Don't go in to the basement!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I had a dream last night, or well, somewhere about 24 hours ago. I'm a little late on writing it down but I just remembered a bit of it not too long ago. I don't know what reminded me. Oh wait, I do. It was the silence in my house. I closed my laptop, the thing that was making the most sound because of the somewhat silent fan going on in it and my typing of course. When I did, it went dead silent in my house. Nothing could be heard, which made me uneasy. So then, the memory of my dream popped in to my head and I thought, "I need to write it down on my blog." And here I am now. Anyways, the dream...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;My memory fails but what I can remember is that it was a cloudy day. The sun wasn't shining brightly, so it had to be cloudy. I was with some people. I don't think they were my family or anything, but they were helping me. It was like we were trying to escape something. I'm not sure what. The first place we drove to was the woman said was an underground bunker? What was going to happen? I'm not sure, but something was coming. Next thing I know is we're at their house. A two story house with a basement. It's like something was after us or the children of the family. I can't remember I was there or it was like watching a movie, but someone broke in to the house. Someone came in to the house. A dark figure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;He was after us, or at least he was after the children. We were huddled in the living room. Or at least a couple of us were. The young girl was upstairs in the bathroom. I saw the bathroom door open next and she's with a guy. They're both half naked. I don't know what's going on or what they were doing but her mother started yelling at her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Next thing I know I'm back in the living room. I had just seen the dark figure in the hallway near the front door and he went running. Someone said he had gone down in the basement. I tried to yell out, "Don't go down there! It's a trap." But the little boy wouldn't listen to me. He headed towards the basement. I remember darkness afterwards, then I woke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I'm not sure what the dream meant but I think it might have had something to do with the fact my dad was watching a horror movie at the time in the living room and I could hear. It was something on AMC I believe. I don't want to know what he was watching because I think it caused my dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Who was that dark figure anyways?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-8967004403884397657?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/8967004403884397657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=8967004403884397657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/8967004403884397657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/8967004403884397657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/11/dream-dont-go-in-to-basement.html' title='Dream: Don&apos;t go in to the basement!'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-3401850694455378225</id><published>2010-11-15T01:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T01:32:50.961-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 Day Project'/><title type='text'>Day 7: Play Me a Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TODTqSlOPoI/AAAAAAAACK8/p5o99Htb4lE/s1600/GuitarPlayinOnTheSteps.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TODTqSlOPoI/AAAAAAAACK8/p5o99Htb4lE/s320/GuitarPlayinOnTheSteps.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Just got done watching the movie Only Yesterday. Listening to the ending song made me want to draw something with someone playing an instrument. I'm also at the moment listening to Studio Ghibli songs played in Spirited Away, Howl's Moving Castle, and others. It's quite soothing and relaxing.&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/7457059314854421336-3401850694455378225?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/3401850694455378225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=3401850694455378225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/3401850694455378225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/3401850694455378225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-7-play-me-song.html' title='Day 7: Play Me a Song'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TODTqSlOPoI/AAAAAAAACK8/p5o99Htb4lE/s72-c/GuitarPlayinOnTheSteps.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-5514088936096736980</id><published>2010-11-14T01:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T01:10:53.950-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gaiaonline'/><title type='text'>Gaia Flobs 11/14/2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TN99Qk0SKXI/AAAAAAAACK0/C8SgWp2PtgA/s1600/Captain+Suzu.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TN99Qk0SKXI/AAAAAAAACK0/C8SgWp2PtgA/s320/Captain+Suzu.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TN99Q8z08fI/AAAAAAAACK4/HTeORW4EOsU/s1600/Nomjy3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TN99Q8z08fI/AAAAAAAACK4/HTeORW4EOsU/s1600/Nomjy3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-5514088936096736980?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/5514088936096736980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=5514088936096736980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5514088936096736980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5514088936096736980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/11/gaia-flobs-11142010.html' title='Gaia Flobs 11/14/2010'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TN99Qk0SKXI/AAAAAAAACK0/C8SgWp2PtgA/s72-c/Captain+Suzu.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-704957322693219091</id><published>2010-11-13T23:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T23:17:12.359-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 Day Project'/><title type='text'>Day 6: Burning In To Your Soul [Part 1]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TN9hrxJHllI/AAAAAAAACKw/ToOzArU2ZFA/s1600/TerminatorEyes.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TN9hrxJHllI/AAAAAAAACKw/ToOzArU2ZFA/s400/TerminatorEyes.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Been watching Arnold Schwarzenegger movies lately. Terminator obviously being one of them. Thanks to my friend, I was able to watch the second Terminator or at least half of it. I'm still working on the other half. Maybe I'll watch it as I try and complete this drawing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I'm not sure if this drawing will be finished by the end of the day on Sunday or I shall just mark it as a two day drawing, but I want to finish it at some point. I didn't think my shading job would look all that good in the eye itself. It came out well and I can't wait to do the other eye. Wish me luck on this drawing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Hope you guys like Terminator. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scificool.com/images/2008/02/sam-worthington-terminator2.jpg"&gt;[Link to original picture found on Google.]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-704957322693219091?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/704957322693219091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=704957322693219091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/704957322693219091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/704957322693219091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-6-burning-in-to-your-soul-part-1.html' title='Day 6: Burning In To Your Soul [Part 1]'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TN9hrxJHllI/AAAAAAAACKw/ToOzArU2ZFA/s72-c/TerminatorEyes.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-8512099677254563760</id><published>2010-11-13T20:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T20:48:06.996-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Cat Who Sniffed Glue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lilian Jackson Braun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Report'/><title type='text'>The Cat Who Sniffed Glue by Lilian Jackson Braun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;My preference of books to read would have to range from Mystery to Science Fiction. Most others I'm not too fond of but I will read if it highly interests me. And when I mean highly, I do mean HIGHLY. I'm quite picky with books. The first book I read from start to finish that I rather enjoyed was &lt;u&gt;The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon&lt;/u&gt; by Stephen King. When reading it, it was like it took me off to another world. The world inside the book itself. Like I was a small bug or spirit following the young girl lost in the woods around. When the book was able to make me feel like that, that was when I knew I really liked it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It wasn't until I got in to high school where I started to read more books like The Cat Who series by Lilian Jackson Braun. I'm sorry I'm not starting on the first book of the series but the one I just recently finished. Anyways, enough of my rambling. Here's my outlook on the book itself, or well more, what the book's about really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The book starts of slow with the main character Qwilleran going about his every day life like usual. Talking to Francesca, Captain Brodie (The police chief)'s daughter about interior design being done in his apartment and also attending theater practices weekly for an upcoming play. One evening though, a young couple were murdered in their home, shot to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Qwilleran, being the detective he is just had to get out there and investigate. After some time and investigating though, the police after certain circumstances (which I don't want to spoil) put the case to rest because they BELIEVED they caught the killer(s). Qwill on the other hand didn't think they did and that the killer was still out there at large.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Through the story there were times I was yelling in my mind thinking, "THAT CAN'T BE HAPPENING!". Qwilleran happens to get in an accident, but was it really an accident or was someone out to get him? But with him in the accident were his two feline friends, Yum Yum and KoKo. Did they make it? What happened to them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;You'll just have to read the book yourself and find out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I do like this series by Lilian Jackson Braun. I've been reading these books for over a couple years now and I just can't put them down. I may end up reading something else but I always come back to these books since I know I need to finish them. It helps though if you read them in order, then you're not like, "Wait, when did that happen??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-8512099677254563760?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/8512099677254563760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=8512099677254563760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/8512099677254563760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/8512099677254563760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/11/cat-who-sniffed-glue-by-lilian-jackson.html' title='The Cat Who Sniffed Glue by Lilian Jackson Braun'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-3643150811406285726</id><published>2010-11-13T02:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T02:25:29.177-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 Day Project'/><title type='text'>Day 5: Ignite The Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TN48ceM8OZI/AAAAAAAACKs/3Fk_5u5SEsw/s1600/FireworkKatyPerry.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TN48ceM8OZI/AAAAAAAACKs/3Fk_5u5SEsw/s1600/FireworkKatyPerry.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"You just gotta ignite the light,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And let it shine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Just own the night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;like the Fourth of July."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Firework by Katy Perry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;When I first heard this song, it made me feel all tingly inside and I just wanted to listen to it over and over again like I do with other songs. I didn't, thankfully. Though now I am, sadly. It's a good song, so I wanted to draw something relating to it. It's such a pathetic and horrible drawing, I'm sorry. But it's all I could come up with in such a short amount of time since the day has already passed and gone by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I was busy watching movies like Astro Boy and Terminator 2: Judgement Day earlier that I didn't draw my drawing of the day. I'm really sorry.&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/7457059314854421336-3643150811406285726?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/3643150811406285726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=3643150811406285726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/3643150811406285726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/3643150811406285726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-5-ignite-light.html' title='Day 5: Ignite The Light'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TN48ceM8OZI/AAAAAAAACKs/3Fk_5u5SEsw/s72-c/FireworkKatyPerry.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-606342832145337426</id><published>2010-11-11T15:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T20:29:39.437-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 Day Project'/><title type='text'>Day 4: Hello Mr. Kitty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNxV_VEQQxI/AAAAAAAACKo/QX0VnZYMIWo/s1600/LilyBlushCat.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNxV_VEQQxI/AAAAAAAACKo/QX0VnZYMIWo/s400/LilyBlushCat.png" width="230" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;OMG, when it comes to drawing non-chibi, I horribly fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;What is up with that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Actually, never mind. I fail at drawing just regular people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;That's what I'll have to practice the next couple days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Anyways, this is yet again Lily.... I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;She's blushing over Mr. Kitty. Maybe he's hitting on her? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Haha.&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/7457059314854421336-606342832145337426?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/606342832145337426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=606342832145337426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/606342832145337426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/606342832145337426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-4-hello-mr-kitty.html' title='Day 4: Hello Mr. Kitty'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNxV_VEQQxI/AAAAAAAACKo/QX0VnZYMIWo/s72-c/LilyBlushCat.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-4698678415985368789</id><published>2010-11-10T23:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T23:07:03.587-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 Day Project'/><title type='text'>Day 3: Don't be shy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNtrRsLSXNI/AAAAAAAACKk/XgpbmRtcbXE/s1600/LilySketchShy.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNtrRsLSXNI/AAAAAAAACKk/XgpbmRtcbXE/s1600/LilySketchShy.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Lily once again. This time in purple. I didn't have time to erase some of the skeleton lines but I still wanted to post it. Don't want to be missing a day, even if it's the third day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;She's shopping? Talking to a boooyyyyy?? Something's got to be making her shy.&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/7457059314854421336-4698678415985368789?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/4698678415985368789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=4698678415985368789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/4698678415985368789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/4698678415985368789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-3-dont-be-shy.html' title='Day 3: Don&apos;t be shy...'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNtrRsLSXNI/AAAAAAAACKk/XgpbmRtcbXE/s72-c/LilySketchShy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-1805945512717839150</id><published>2010-11-10T11:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T11:31:36.286-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wolf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totem Animal'/><title type='text'>The Wolf Totem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;All thanks to &lt;a href="http://humon.deviantart.com/gallery/#/d32c864"&gt;Humon's Totem Animal&lt;/a&gt; drawing, I've been wondering what my totem might be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I tried to do what Humon said in her &lt;a href="http://humon.deviantart.com/journal/36125531/"&gt;journal&lt;/a&gt;, but I just couldn't get that relaxed state of mind and venture on my spirit walk. Things in my house kept bothering me or my mind just wasn't at complete relaxation. So in my attempt to find my totem animal, I tried looking online for a solution. Coming up with ways to relax, ways to journey on my spirit walk, and then of course those quizzes asking, "What's your totem animal?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;In desperation, I tried doing one of those so called quizzes. This one seemed not too bad. It only had four answers you could choose from and 19 questions, bu what the heck? Why not try it? So I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;My results were something like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;53% Wolf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;21% Deer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;16% Eagle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;11% Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I was like, "Alright. Not bad." Though it felt wrong, considering I'm not going on the usual spiritual walk to find my animal totem. I'm relying on the internet and their wacky quizzes to find it instead. I at least went around online trying to look up what the wolf symbolizes. On my quest to find information, I remembered something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;When I was young, like many other kids, I had imaginary friends. My cousin claimed she saw unicorns which was like her imaginary friends, while I saw wolves or a wolf to be particular. I can't remember if this was before or after I had seen the movie Balto, but I had always imagined wolves. Up until I was in junior high school. Even though I usually tell people I'm not much of a dog person and that I love cats, I've always adored wolves. They're just a creater I've looked up to since I was small. Strong, fierce, and just have a way of peering in to my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;While thinking of my totem animal, I thought, "Maybe a wolf COULD BE my totem animal." I just had to make sure and find out what a wolf really signifies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This is what I've found out....so far....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The Wolf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The wolf is a great teacher, helping you to find the answers within yourself and help to develop your intuition. It is the representative of deep faith and profound understanding. Possessing high intellect, it has been observed using strategies about hunting, habitat and migration. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;These creatures are swift, cunning, and powerful. They are said to have special relationships with his two-legged brothers and sisters. Also having human qualities like us, wolves are loving, loyal, and care about friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I believe these animals just like any other are able to feel just what we feel. Love, happiness, sadness, pain, and any other emotion. If my totem animal really IS a wolf, I would love that just because I believe wolves are such strong, courageous animals that have another side that's compassionate. I would be proud to have a totem animal like this. First, I have to go on a spiritual walk, if I'm able to one day. Just to really find out what my totem animal is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;If any of you have gone on that spiritual walk and know what your totem animal is, please leave a comment saying what yours is. I'd like to hear what it is and what it symbolizes. C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-1805945512717839150?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/1805945512717839150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=1805945512717839150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/1805945512717839150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/1805945512717839150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/11/wolf-totem.html' title='The Wolf Totem'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-4209036620579501082</id><published>2010-11-10T09:05:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T09:27:40.828-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Video'/><title type='text'>30 Seconds To Mars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mLqHDhF-O28?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mLqHDhF-O28?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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;object height="285" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hTMrlHHVx8A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hTMrlHHVx8A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A couple songs by the band 30 Seconds to Mars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The first is called Closer to The Edge. I just heard it today and I already love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The second is Kings and Queens. This one I heard for the first time a while ago and I've loved it ever since.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I try not to listen to it TOO many times so I don't kill myself with it. I want to be able to savor the song for as long as I can like I have with a few other songs I've known since I was little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;When I listen to Kings and Queens, the feeling is as if I want to fly. Or as the video shows, ride my bike? It just has somewhat of an uplifting beat to left, where I just want to get up and face the world with everything I've got. Even when I fall down, I just need to get back up and try harder than I did before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;For Closer to The Edge, I'm not exactly sure what feeling I get from that. Considering I've only listened to it once on the TV. Even then I wasn't fully paying attention so I just had to look the video up after it had ended. After posting it on Facebook, I thought, "Hey, why not post it to the blog as well?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And so here I am now, showing you people what I like in the music department.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This song, Closer to The Edge by 30 Seconds to Mars, I'm listening to it again and trying to get a feel for the song. It makes me want to not regret anything. What happens, happens. We can't help what life throws at us. We just have to deal with it and push through it. Yeah, you can complain of course, but that isn't going to help. What's happening to you or anyone in the world is happening and we can't help it. We can only put up against us. What happens to us just makes us stronger, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;There you have it, a few songs chosen by myself for your enjoyment. Hope you like them, if not then that's alright. Just means you're not really in to that type of music. C:&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/7457059314854421336-4209036620579501082?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/4209036620579501082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=4209036620579501082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/4209036620579501082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/4209036620579501082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/11/30-seconds-to-mars.html' title='30 Seconds To Mars'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-1315812561523285132</id><published>2010-11-09T22:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T22:52:36.758-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 Day Project'/><title type='text'>Day 2: Sleepy Lily</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNoQspMjE4I/AAAAAAAACJ0/IfY0Pe7YIsQ/s1600/LilySketchSleepy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 162px; height: 329px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNoQspMjE4I/AAAAAAAACJ0/IfY0Pe7YIsQ/s400/LilySketchSleepy.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537757050964218754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Again, this is Lily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;I wonder if I should come up with the bio for her, so I can put it in the next drawing. C:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All I'd have for now off the top of my head is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Name: Lily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Height: 5 foot 11 inches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hair Color: Light purple (Though still deciding)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eye color: Dark purple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Race: Cat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll try to come up with more in the next couple days since for the first couple days of my 365 day project I'll probably be drawing her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The reason I'm doing this 365 day project is because I think it's good for me and shall keep my art skills up so they don't just fade away in to nothingness and I become lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Plus, I want to make good use of this tablet I have, considering I payed a lot for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-1315812561523285132?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/1315812561523285132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=1315812561523285132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/1315812561523285132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/1315812561523285132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-2-sleepy-lily.html' title='Day 2: Sleepy Lily'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNoQspMjE4I/AAAAAAAACJ0/IfY0Pe7YIsQ/s72-c/LilySketchSleepy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-2193329479205508349</id><published>2010-11-09T16:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T16:11:16.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gaia Flobs 11/9/2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNm4Ja8_5QI/AAAAAAAACJs/lbwyxkX4l80/s1600/MiyuColoredFlobChibi.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNm4Ja8_5QI/AAAAAAAACJs/lbwyxkX4l80/s200/MiyuColoredFlobChibi.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537659688822236418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNm4I1wOUhI/AAAAAAAACJk/yPXXucb1FMw/s1600/MiyuFlob.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNm4I1wOUhI/AAAAAAAACJk/yPXXucb1FMw/s200/MiyuFlob.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537659678836544018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNm4IjOA-cI/AAAAAAAACJc/n6eAGAOoy18/s1600/Ki_881.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNm4IjOA-cI/AAAAAAAACJc/n6eAGAOoy18/s200/Ki_881.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537659673861224898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Some flobs I did for Gaiaonline. Two are actually of my own avi. The third is of one of my best friend's avi's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I like how these came out too. C:&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/7457059314854421336-2193329479205508349?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/2193329479205508349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=2193329479205508349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/2193329479205508349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/2193329479205508349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/11/gaia-flobs-1192010.html' title='Gaia Flobs 11/9/2010'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNm4Ja8_5QI/AAAAAAAACJs/lbwyxkX4l80/s72-c/MiyuColoredFlobChibi.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-8083947309653556920</id><published>2010-11-08T20:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T22:51:38.144-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 Day Project'/><title type='text'>Day 1: Meet Lily</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNijUrw5ouI/AAAAAAAACJU/73Fr1Ucadi8/s1600/LilySketch1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 172px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNijUrw5ouI/AAAAAAAACJU/73Fr1Ucadi8/s400/LilySketch1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537355317592564450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;This is Lily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just came up with her today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The idea popped in my head actually a while ago or well a couple days ago. To draw OC's depicting my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what I'd think my friend would be like if I thought about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More self confidence, stronger, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lily isn't exactly like my best friend. But when I look at her, I think of my best friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She might change over time of course. To maybe curlier hair or wavy hair, like my friend's. But I think that would be about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm still trying to figure out the whole hair thing. D: I'm not good with hair styles, or well, anything for that fact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-8083947309653556920?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/8083947309653556920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=8083947309653556920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/8083947309653556920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/8083947309653556920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-1-meet-lily.html' title='Day 1: Meet Lily'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNijUrw5ouI/AAAAAAAACJU/73Fr1Ucadi8/s72-c/LilySketch1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-3012254089699667344</id><published>2010-11-08T00:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T00:19:25.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>11/8/2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNeILJA1lwI/AAAAAAAACJM/HXkdA8cCP9w/s1600/Angel%26Devil.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNeILJA1lwI/AAAAAAAACJM/HXkdA8cCP9w/s320/Angel%26Devil.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537043991854683906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just started doodling something up in SAI and this is what I came up with.&lt;br /&gt;Just started drawing the female's skin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-3012254089699667344?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/3012254089699667344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=3012254089699667344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/3012254089699667344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/3012254089699667344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/11/1182010.html' title='11/8/2010'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNeILJA1lwI/AAAAAAAACJM/HXkdA8cCP9w/s72-c/Angel%26Devil.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-4407088609612348563</id><published>2010-11-07T00:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T00:18:03.894-04:00</updated><title type='text'>11/7/2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNYoUUwtTDI/AAAAAAAACJE/AZJ0AM_1d3c/s1600/Face1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNYoUUwtTDI/AAAAAAAACJE/AZJ0AM_1d3c/s320/Face1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536657121534102578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-4407088609612348563?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/4407088609612348563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=4407088609612348563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/4407088609612348563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/4407088609612348563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post_07.html' title='11/7/2010'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNYoUUwtTDI/AAAAAAAACJE/AZJ0AM_1d3c/s72-c/Face1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-7976298489711074409</id><published>2010-11-06T03:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T00:20:03.064-04:00</updated><title type='text'>11/6/2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNT-wQ_-X7I/AAAAAAAACI8/h9cuF8e-Qd4/s1600/FailBunny.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNT-wQ_-X7I/AAAAAAAACI8/h9cuF8e-Qd4/s200/FailBunny.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536329947095654322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNT-wCI1FAI/AAAAAAAACI0/pCnm32jg9q4/s1600/GreenBeanie.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNT-wCI1FAI/AAAAAAAACI0/pCnm32jg9q4/s200/GreenBeanie.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536329943106262018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNT-v_ou01I/AAAAAAAACIs/NhkeCEAYHKc/s1600/PracticeChibi1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNT-v_ou01I/AAAAAAAACIs/NhkeCEAYHKc/s200/PracticeChibi1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536329942434763602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNT-vvT6N5I/AAAAAAAACIk/jlx_gkkMUMY/s1600/JackiePumpkin.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNT-vvT6N5I/AAAAAAAACIk/jlx_gkkMUMY/s200/JackiePumpkin.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536329938052462482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-7976298489711074409?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/7976298489711074409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=7976298489711074409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/7976298489711074409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/7976298489711074409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='11/6/2010'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TNT-wQ_-X7I/AAAAAAAACI8/h9cuF8e-Qd4/s72-c/FailBunny.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-4193054815552647376</id><published>2010-11-05T15:54:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T03:06:31.417-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tumblr Switch Over [Edit: OR NOT!]</title><content type='html'>EditEdit;;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was going to switch over to Tumblr, but I've decided to keep my old blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since i did start it a couple years back and the name is in memory of my old rabbit I had since I was little. So I can't just give it up it seems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry for worrying anyone. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;//Slaps self.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-4193054815552647376?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/4193054815552647376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=4193054815552647376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/4193054815552647376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/4193054815552647376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/11/tumblr-switch-over.html' title='Tumblr Switch Over [Edit: OR NOT!]'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-9195311821695540212</id><published>2010-10-13T09:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T10:10:59.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't even imagine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We've all seen those movies, TV shoes, and especially on the news almost every day where a young female was attacked in a parking lot, alley way, etc, raped, and then possibly murdered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well lately I've been watching those kind of TV shows that have them and I think from the excessive watching of the shows, it has caused me to start thinking about it in the portion of my brain that dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Last night, or more in the day since I kept waking up and going back to sleep, I had a short dream of where I was in class. I couldn't tell if it was something like college or high school class. But it felt more like college class. The class had just ended and everyone was standing around conversing either about today's lesson or other things that were on their minds. I think previous to this moment in the dream, I had been in the class for at least a week or at minimum, a few days. So I was beginning to meet some people, two who of which were kind of cute guys. One was my height while the other taller. They both had a bulky build where they were skinny but their torso and arms were a bit larger than the average male? I'm not really sure how to explain it. The taller guy looked more evened out so he looked more skinnier.&lt;br /&gt;They're hair colors were brown I believe.&lt;br /&gt;All I've said before would be "Hi" or "How're you?" to them before in the class or during breaks. But this evening when the class had ended, the shorter of the two who I had spoken to more pulled me aside and said something relating to they wanted to get to know me. While walking out of the building and in to the parking lot, the guy had his arm around me which right then and there made me feel uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[On a side note and completely unrelated but weird. While in the parking lot and walking towards my car, a van levitated off the ground and spun around several times]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which at that point when we got to a certain point in the parking lot right behind the large green van, they guy holding me pulled a rugged looking knife out on me. It looked like it had been through a lot, so it wasn't as sharp but still it looked like it had possibly been sharpened recently.&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the blade beneath me, heading towards my chest or neck area and I tried to free myself, defending myself by holding his arm so he does not try to stab me. My fear sky rocketed at that point. While trying to hold the position well as I could, I looked around in fear to see if there were anyone else in the parking lot to help. A car was coming towards us in which it stopped and honked. One of the guys inside yelled out the window the guy who had me's name saying "______, Just let the girl go."&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, since they were just sitting there in their car watching, I thought no one would help me, even others would just pass on by in the parking lot on the other side of the van and do nothing. Either they didn't see us or they were ignoring what was happening in general, as if they did not want to deal with something like this.&lt;br /&gt;I thought my fate was sealed and that I was going to die until a taller young gentleman who seemed skinny but with a nice build threw the two guys (Which technically there was only one guy attacking me while the other watched) off me and through the parking lot. I didn't really catch his face or anything, he walked away soon after it happened to which I was left on the ground backed up to a car rocking back and forth. I was so scared, I was paralyzed. The guys who were thrown stood up and saw I was still there at which they started coming for me again. I could barely speak so my mouth was making small moaning sounds. I was hoping the guy who saved me by chance would come back. And I'm not sure if he did or not because in the midsts of my whimpering and crying and being threatened to death, I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I woke up I thought to myself. In my dream I could not defend myself, at all. It made me sick and scared in my heart. I want to be able to defend myself, especially if I get in to danger like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this was my dream for the night. Sorry my writing is horrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-9195311821695540212?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/9195311821695540212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=9195311821695540212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/9195311821695540212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/9195311821695540212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-cant-even-imagine.html' title='I can&apos;t even imagine.'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-368957676616193653</id><published>2010-09-30T19:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T19:26:36.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'>62 Greatest Artists of All Time???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Watched 100 Greatest Artists of All Time on VH1. It lasted so long. All those freakin commercials. It took hours and I only was able to write down 62 of the 100 artists. Sorry about that. I wish I could have gotten all artists but I've only gotten 62. I watched for hours just so I could write all the artists down. So here they are... [Note: Sorry for any misspellings. If there are any, inform me by leaving a comment.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;They were chosen by hundreds of artists, musicians, and music experts themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Beatles&lt;br /&gt;2. Michael Jackson&lt;br /&gt;3. Led Zeppelin&lt;br /&gt;4. The Rolling Stones&lt;br /&gt;5. Bob Dylan&lt;br /&gt;6. Jimmy Hendrix&lt;br /&gt;7. Prince&lt;br /&gt;8. Elvis Presley&lt;br /&gt;9. James Brown&lt;br /&gt;10. Stevie Wonder&lt;br /&gt;11. Bob Marley&lt;br /&gt;12. David Bowie&lt;br /&gt;13. The Who&lt;br /&gt;14. Nirvana&lt;br /&gt;15. The Beach Boys&lt;br /&gt;16. Madonna&lt;br /&gt;17. Queen&lt;br /&gt;18. Pink Floyd&lt;br /&gt;19. U2&lt;br /&gt;20. Marvin Gaye&lt;br /&gt;21. Bruce Springsteen&lt;br /&gt;22. The Clash&lt;br /&gt;23. ACDC&lt;br /&gt;24. The Velvet Underground&lt;br /&gt;25. Chuck Berry&lt;br /&gt;26. Neil Young&lt;br /&gt;27. Aretha Franklin&lt;br /&gt;28. Elton John&lt;br /&gt;29. Radiohead&lt;br /&gt;30. Aerosmith&lt;br /&gt;31. John Lenon&lt;br /&gt;32. Black Sabbath&lt;br /&gt;33. Guns N Roses&lt;br /&gt;34. Tina Turner&lt;br /&gt;35. Johnny Cash&lt;br /&gt;36. Paul McCartney&lt;br /&gt;37. Fleetwood Mac&lt;br /&gt;38. Sly and The Family Stone&lt;br /&gt;39. The Kinks&lt;br /&gt;40. The Police&lt;br /&gt;41. Van Halen&lt;br /&gt;42. Metallica&lt;br /&gt;43. Ray Charles&lt;br /&gt;44. Joni Mitchell&lt;br /&gt;45. The Ramones&lt;br /&gt;46. Al Green&lt;br /&gt;47. Jay-Z&lt;br /&gt;48. Rage Against the Machines&lt;br /&gt;49. Parliament - Funkadelic&lt;br /&gt;50. Sade&lt;br /&gt;51. Billy Joel&lt;br /&gt;52. Beyonce'&lt;br /&gt;53. Little Richard&lt;br /&gt;54. Public Enemy&lt;br /&gt;55. Peter Gabriel&lt;br /&gt;56. KISS&lt;br /&gt;57. Iggy &amp;amp; The Stooges&lt;br /&gt;58. Cheap Trick&lt;br /&gt;59. Tom Petty &amp;amp; The Heart Breakers&lt;br /&gt;60. Whitney Houston&lt;br /&gt;61. Cream&lt;br /&gt;62. Genesis&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/7457059314854421336-368957676616193653?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/368957676616193653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=368957676616193653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/368957676616193653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/368957676616193653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/09/100-greatest-artists-of-all-time.html' title='62 Greatest Artists of All Time???'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-5970302397855859243</id><published>2010-09-30T01:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T01:42:45.314-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiet Holds Anger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Something popped in to my head about people. You have the people who are loud, not afraid to express themselves while at the same time you have those that are the quiet ones. Those who sit in the corner watching what happens instead of being in the middle of it all. Do the quiet ones really have more anger than those who are outgoing? I understand how it depends on the person. Since you also have those who are outgoing who hide much about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just a question that popped in to my mind considering my family, when ever I go over to a relatives house for BBQ or dinner, they call me the quiet one. Last time I was there, they claimed the quiet ones are possibly the most devious ones. Or the ones who get in the most trouble? I'm not really sure if it's true. I'm quiet and I barely get in trouble, though I sometimes wish I had because I look back on what my life's been like so far. It honestly seems boring. Not all but quite a bit. I just feel like I was too much of a goody two shoes that my life just seems boring. Although I wasn't always good since I complained....A LOT when I was a kid. Especially about what I ate. Kids and their pickyness with food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I wonder what my family would think if I did break out. What would they think if one day I was just not having a good day and I snapped. What if?&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of like my question for the time being until the next pops in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, just have to wait and see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-5970302397855859243?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/5970302397855859243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=5970302397855859243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5970302397855859243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5970302397855859243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/09/quiet-holds-anger.html' title='Quiet Holds Anger'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-6458308674258441832</id><published>2010-09-28T22:14:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T00:27:11.958-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hands On Games W/ Skelly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TKK_3_OHnYI/AAAAAAAACIY/e4vqac5dtME/s1600/Wingsofsight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TKK_3_OHnYI/AAAAAAAACIY/e4vqac5dtME/s400/Wingsofsight.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522187061694012802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Just and idea I've had in my head for a while. Sorry it's not all that detailed and just a simple sketch. I hope to do a better more detailed picture sometime in the future on it. C&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TKKhK0Gx4VI/AAAAAAAACIQ/7WfjZH6B8UQ/s1600/Hands2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TKKhK0Gx4VI/AAAAAAAACIQ/7WfjZH6B8UQ/s400/Hands2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522153300267491666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;More hand drawings. This time I used my own hand. And even a drawing of my DS. Which happens to be red and black. I'm currently playing Kingdom Hearts 358/2 Days. Awesome game. Though I'm currently stumped with a part of the game I can't get past. But I shall eventually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Anyways, also in this drawing is a skeleton. Was doing some skeleton drawing just to get the idea of what is inside of us. Maybe it shall help me with proportions? Probably not&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/7457059314854421336-6458308674258441832?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/6458308674258441832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=6458308674258441832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/6458308674258441832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/6458308674258441832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/09/hands-on-games-w-skelly.html' title='Hands On Games W/ Skelly'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TKK_3_OHnYI/AAAAAAAACIY/e4vqac5dtME/s72-c/Wingsofsight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-6022828387693642791</id><published>2010-09-28T00:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T00:19:35.617-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Huggle and Hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TKFsD-I_-SI/AAAAAAAACHY/cn1lKBywIlM/s1600/Hands+1-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TKFsD-I_-SI/AAAAAAAACHY/cn1lKBywIlM/s400/Hands+1-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521813433609091362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A batch of hands. Thought I might do some hand drawings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Reference taken from Deviantart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://browse.deviantart.com/photography/people/?qh=&amp;amp;section=&amp;amp;q=hand#/dgz297"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;[Hand Reference]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TKFsDmlI35I/AAAAAAAACHQ/ljqHGcjt9gc/s1600/hugglehat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TKFsDmlI35I/AAAAAAAACHQ/ljqHGcjt9gc/s400/hugglehat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521813427284664210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Just a doodle. Sorry, not much to say about this drawing. &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/7457059314854421336-6022828387693642791?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/6022828387693642791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=6022828387693642791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/6022828387693642791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/6022828387693642791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/09/huggle-and-hands.html' title='Huggle and Hands'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TKFsD-I_-SI/AAAAAAAACHY/cn1lKBywIlM/s72-c/Hands+1-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-3516446072397193165</id><published>2010-09-27T02:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T02:56:02.495-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Internet,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I really have the urge to write lately, but I just honestly don't know what to write about. Where to write it. Yeah, I have plenty of journals I could write in around my house. One in particular, that's sitting next to my computer on my small desk I'm here at. When I open it and flip through the pages though, my mind gets blank. I WANT to write something, but I just don't know WHAT to write about. My feelings? What are my feelings? My thoughts? What are my thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What SHOULD I write? I look down at the pages of that journal and my mind just goes blank. It's like I don't want to soil the white clean pages with my dirty words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerly,&lt;br /&gt;Nellie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-3516446072397193165?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/3516446072397193165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=3516446072397193165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/3516446072397193165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/3516446072397193165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/09/dear-internet.html' title='Dear Internet,'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-4455431598342671024</id><published>2010-09-19T02:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T03:23:17.611-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Future.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TJW0-DsQ9pI/AAAAAAAACFs/Ib--Q5D7cI0/s1600/Looking+For+Space.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TJW0-DsQ9pI/AAAAAAAACFs/Ib--Q5D7cI0/s400/Looking+For+Space.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518515896648267410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Picture taken by Me]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone thinks about the future. Every day of their life. Going over the facts of life, what they've learned so far from school, life experiences, etc. We think so much about the future that it slowly consumes us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The future. What people constantly go on about. Technology for instance. Something man has been thinking about since the beginning of time. We think and think, racking our brains every day to come up with new ideas to get us beyond what we know as of now. Many years ago if you mentioned something about a cellphone or colored TV, people would look at you weird. But now a days, everyone has at least two in almost every house hold. People of today think that flying cars will exist in the future, but no one can really be sure. It's just what our minds are able to figure out. Someone might come along with the idea to actually produce something as absurd as flying cars. The world holds many mysteries. Anyways, I'm straying from the point. No one knows what the future will be like and neither do I. I question it every day to the point in consumes my thinking process and constantly get no where. The farthest I've gotten is the time I spent thinking how far I'll get in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;When I was a young child, probably around eight years old, I was in elementary school. Yes, I was a little elementary school girl with hardly any worries at all. Back then my imagination was full and also about the same time I started drawing. Of course they were atrocious drawings, but still, something my imagination produced. Though I had a good childhood, there were always dark questions plaguing my mind. Mainly at that time, the big question of "When will I die?" Now, I'm not sure but I haven't met many eight year contemplating so early in life when they are going to die, especially when they have only been on the earth and alive for that short amount of years. Especially compared to elderly folks nowadays living up to be almost 100 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, though I'm almost 19 years old, and I've been on this earth alive just as long, I'm thinking about my future. Where I'm going to end up? How long will I live? Will I have many hardships? More and more. The reason I'm really writing this is, well, there isn't really one, or well there is. I wanted to get it out of my brain but as well I want to tell myself in these typed text on a screen that I need to forget about the future. I need to stop stressing over it anyways, and just start moving forwards. Stop standing still, staring at the sky. Time will continue to move forward whether you like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, live life....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-4455431598342671024?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/4455431598342671024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=4455431598342671024' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/4455431598342671024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/4455431598342671024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/09/future.html' title='The Future.'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TJW0-DsQ9pI/AAAAAAAACFs/Ib--Q5D7cI0/s72-c/Looking+For+Space.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-7807030126268859264</id><published>2010-08-24T15:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T16:03:37.450-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gladiator'/><title type='text'>Movie Mixed w/ Emotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/THQiyjw6JFI/AAAAAAAACD4/tTEKfdnbsAE/s1600/BlogHeader.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/THQiyjw6JFI/AAAAAAAACD4/tTEKfdnbsAE/s400/BlogHeader.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509066496170140754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so long, I've finally watched the movie Gladator. My parents have told me before to watch it and though we had it on DVD, I never got to watching it. I don't know if it's just because I didn't want to or I just kept forgetting about it. Well, after many years of passing it up, I've FINALLY watched it. It was quite a good movie and made me feel hate, hurt, pain, sadness, disgust, etc. So many things had happened to Maximus. The ending really hit me hard.&lt;br /&gt;At the time I was watching the movie, I was already feeling a bit down from previous events or thoughts in the evening so the movie amplified my feelings and made me feel even worse. If a movie could do that, would you think of it as a good movie? I think so, but that's just my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do however advise those who are of the right age to watch this and haven't, to go out and rent, buy, or somehow watch it. They do air the movie on TV every now and then. I watched the beginning on TV several days ago then finally broke out the DVD of it we have and watched it at 2am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, after watching the movie, I listened to the soundtrack off of youtube and found it....it......well I can't exactly explain it in words.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the ending song of the movie for your listening enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vHAvjaHtlMA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vHAvjaHtlMA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Also, dealing with the emotions part and why I was feeling down while watching the movie. Have you ever had a friend of yours, feel like they're slipping away. Like you're jealous of someone stealing them away but you urge them on to go after that person? It's hard to say but something like that.&lt;br /&gt;Well, lately that's how I've been feeling. It's getting to me but thankfully I have great friends who are there for me and cheer me up. Thank you to them. Sometimes I wonder what I'd do without them.&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/7457059314854421336-7807030126268859264?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/7807030126268859264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=7807030126268859264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/7807030126268859264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/7807030126268859264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/08/movie-mixed-w-emotions.html' title='Movie Mixed w/ Emotions'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/THQiyjw6JFI/AAAAAAAACD4/tTEKfdnbsAE/s72-c/BlogHeader.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-3725438691672350399</id><published>2010-08-18T21:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T21:58:02.190-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream'/><title type='text'>Dream 8/18/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This is just copy and pasted directly from notepad where I originally wrote about the dream after I woke up. Sorry if I REALLY can't write. Haha. But here it is anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Had two dreams. One was more a nightmare where I was laying in bed and each time I woke up or something I had bugs. Ants or spider like bugs to specific. I yelled at my parents or I just remember telling them the line "At least you don't have bugs in your bed". They went to check and saw all the bugs which they wrapped my sheets up and ran to the garage where they were going to clean them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The second part of the dream or after I went back to bed since I woke up earlier this morning around 9am. But anyways, I was walking around a store that looked really familiar. Like I've walked around before in a previous dream. It was in a mall because before I was walking around and there was a celebrity in the mall. I don't know how I got in but I looked out the doors and there was like a mob  outside all the doors. I was like, "It's going to get hectic in here soon." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;While I was walking around there, I was trying to get through thee racks past a guy with a couple of his sons. The guy FINALLY let me pass but then said, "Son you need a girl like this". He then started following me and was talking about me. I can't really remember what he said but then it went to where the son had went off in the store, I went after him because at that point I think I was dating him. Next thing I know, I make one turn and I'm outside. I found him down a long road or street on a bike. I caught up to him laughing then stopped. I don't know if I talked him in to a race back or something. But I started running. He came after on bike until we got to a point where we were going up and down stairs. Like on a path but it had kid's stuff in it. I was ahead of him most the time until I started tiring out and he went ahead of me. We got to the final and last slide where he waved to our friends at the finish line. I grabbed on to him and hugged him going down the slide. He got up and went over the finish line which I struggled to get up and get over. I think he ended up helping me. He was a cute guy too. I know I heard one of my friends (Jackie I think) say, "That's not fair, they came down the slide together." Haha. It was a good dream I think. C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-3725438691672350399?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/3725438691672350399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=3725438691672350399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/3725438691672350399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/3725438691672350399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/08/dream-81810.html' title='Dream 8/18/10'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-3870795071154874639</id><published>2010-08-15T00:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T00:51:58.311-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Star Wars'/><title type='text'>Star Wars Marathon?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TGdtMCb_ViI/AAAAAAAACDo/Owk7OVzo5Hc/s1600/BlogHeader.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TGdtMCb_ViI/AAAAAAAACDo/Owk7OVzo5Hc/s400/BlogHeader.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505489123063846434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you guess without looking at the title what movie this picture is from?&lt;br /&gt;If you've guessed Star Wars, then you are correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished watching a Star Wars marathon the past couple days. I watched one through four a couple nights ago while I just finished watching the last two tonight. It was nice to watch them again considering I haven't seen any Star Wars movies in years, probably since I was in middle school and that was over four years ago.&lt;br /&gt;I think a reason being why I wanted to watch the movies lately was because of all the talk about the new Star Wars: Old Republic game coming out next year that my friends just can't wait for. One of them showed me the trailer and even live game play shown and taped at the E3 Convention in California. Supposedly it's scheduled to come out next spring, or so my sources say. It DOES cost money to play, just like many other online MMORPG. I would tell you how much but I'm not exactly sure. You would have to look up the Old Republic website to find that out. I'm gravely sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was watching the movies, I kept asking questions to one of my friends who is waiting for the game and is kind of a Star Wars Fanatic? You might be able to say? I've probably referred to him in my posts before as Kikun. I'm not obligated to say his real name because I'm not sure if he wants me to just like any of my other friends and family. Therefor I have alternative names for them. I'm grateful to him for answering my questions even if it did spoil some of the story, but at least I had already seen these movies long ago and still partially remember them. I own the first three (the newer ones) but the last three I sadly do not. I watched the 4th episode on youtube but on my big screen TV while my laptop was plugged in to it. The other two I was lucky enough to watch HD on the Spike channel. They aired the older movies in a row. I was going to take them and watch them later but since I had nothing really to do all day, I watched them each in a row, commercials and all sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one thing I noticed in the older movies that I have a question about and unfortunately my friend, Kikun, has not been on all day. So therefor I can not ask him, which is why I'm asking here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Episode 7, while Luke, Leia, and the others were celebrating becoming part of the Ewok tribe, Luke headed outside on one of the bridges thinking to himself when Leia headed out soon after. She kept asking him what was wrong and a question came up directed towards Leia from Luke. "Do you remember your mother?" She told him she didn't really because she "died when I was young" but she still had some vague memories of her.&lt;br /&gt;Now in the newer movies Episodes 1-3, Padame Amidala had died right after the children were born. So, in the older episodes Padame, Luke and Leia's mother died some time after they were born? And in the newer episodes 1-3, Padame died after giving birth? Hmmmmm..... Poses questions in my mind even more, but at the same time, not really. I think there WERE other questions I had after watching the older movies, but I can't remember any at the time. Maybe they shall come to me later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that my marathon of Star Wars is over, my next MIGHT just be the Lord of the Rings. I haven't seen those in a good couple years and I might just be due for it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if I might watch it here soon or maybe next year since there's been talk between my friends Michan and Kikun of having a movie marathon somewhere before or after Megacon. We'll just have to wait and see....&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/7457059314854421336-3870795071154874639?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/3870795071154874639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=3870795071154874639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/3870795071154874639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/3870795071154874639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/08/star-wars-marathon.html' title='Star Wars Marathon?'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TGdtMCb_ViI/AAAAAAAACDo/Owk7OVzo5Hc/s72-c/BlogHeader.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-2038664799268032155</id><published>2010-08-13T23:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T00:09:23.501-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not sure anymore...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm actually not really sure what to really say on the blog anymore? I have ideas but I'm honestly not sure if they are worthy of the blog. I know this is my blog and I can say what I want to, but still, is it worth it? SHOULD I just put what I want and not care what anyone else has to say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I just don't know....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-2038664799268032155?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/2038664799268032155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=2038664799268032155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/2038664799268032155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/2038664799268032155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-not-sure-anymore.html' title='I&apos;m not sure anymore...'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-4628934213800756582</id><published>2010-08-12T00:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T00:59:24.282-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Waugh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laptop'/><title type='text'>Where Did I Go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TGN6N_RMrpI/AAAAAAAACDg/QCiJ0z96oRs/s1600/BlogHeader.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TGN6N_RMrpI/AAAAAAAACDg/QCiJ0z96oRs/s400/BlogHeader.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504377550317334162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Picture taken by me of my friend David Waugh, a photographer from Bellingham, WA]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I been up to recently? The reason I haven't posted in so long? Well, there are many factors to that. School, sickness, out of the house, and possibly vacation. When was my last post? Other than my laptop post of course. It was....earlier last month. I haven't posted anything in roughly a month and even before then it was a while ago. I'm sorry for not posting continually. Life's just a bitch lately. (Since it's my blog I am allow to curse thank ya very much. ;D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the past several months have been hectic since the end of May I graduated and about four days after the graduation ceremony I immediately left for San Francisco, California. I spent a month and a half total in California with my grandmother mostly but also other family. It was an amazing experience since I'm used to spending only a couple days with certain family members over there. I was able to slowly take my first step out of my small bubble that surrounds me. I take life too seriously in which I don't try things very much. I'm hoping at some point sooner than later that shall all change. I will have emerged from the bubble of solitude and become a different person (one that isn't insane, irritating, and a jerk hopefully). Back to California. I was there for a good month and a half and had many experiences. I literally took pictures every day so by the time I arrived back in Florida I had almost 3,000 pictures. It was quite a sight. I would like to post some here on the blog, eventually. I'd have to grab my external hard drive I stored them all on of course. You didn't think I'd keep them all on the computer right? Psshhh, no, my camera card would be absolutely full if that happened.&lt;br /&gt;I originally hoped I had a laptop before heading out there so I had something to store pictures on since I KNEW I would be taking a massive load but my father was putting off ordering my laptop until last week. It's actually my graduation present ad I love it. I've been using it all day since it arrived at about 9AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, since I seem to be getting distracted from my main point, in a future blog post I shall post pictures and stories behind the pictures, that way you can (somewhat) relive my experiences I had taking them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-4628934213800756582?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/4628934213800756582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=4628934213800756582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/4628934213800756582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/4628934213800756582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/08/where-did-i-go.html' title='Where Did I Go?'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TGN6N_RMrpI/AAAAAAAACDg/QCiJ0z96oRs/s72-c/BlogHeader.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-5926218960258865442</id><published>2010-08-11T19:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T20:11:36.583-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laptop'/><title type='text'>New Laptop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TGM5jan55TI/AAAAAAAACDY/mF87cJT6dbk/s1600/DSCN0460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TGM5jan55TI/AAAAAAAACDY/mF87cJT6dbk/s400/DSCN0460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504306450181776690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TGM40rk3A-I/AAAAAAAACDQ/LWqvTpChmaM/s1600/DSCN0459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TGM40rk3A-I/AAAAAAAACDQ/LWqvTpChmaM/s200/DSCN0459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504305647278556130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back! For those of you who care of course. What you see above is a new laptop I just recently received. My parents bought it for me as my graduation presents. It's beautiful and I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe now I'll start to post on here more often. But I can't guarantee anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other news, I have an art update.&lt;br /&gt;I created a blog with my friend. It's now become where I post my art if any of you'd like to know that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://undercoverbriefcase.blogspot.com/"&gt;UCB&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. Hopefully I'll post more often. If not, there's a chance I may just close down the blog, even though I don't really want to.&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/7457059314854421336-5926218960258865442?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/5926218960258865442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=5926218960258865442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5926218960258865442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5926218960258865442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-back-for-those-of-you-who-care-of.html' title='New Laptop'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TGM5jan55TI/AAAAAAAACDY/mF87cJT6dbk/s72-c/DSCN0460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-8437866477033956116</id><published>2010-07-14T13:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T13:52:24.083-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream'/><title type='text'>Cannibalism or Witchcraft?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I had another one of my weird dreams. I wanted to write it down somewhere before I forgot it, so I thought I would right it down here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm forgetting the dream as the day progresses so please, bare with me. I'm not really sure how it started off, but the last thing I remember in it was, we were in our car, though I think it was a convertable, because we were parked near a fence of someone's backyard because they lived on a corner lot. They had a baby goat in the yard. I was able to pet it through the fence, it was cute and everything. Then as we started moving the car, the goat wedged it's way through the fence and after our car where I picked it up and said we had to turn around and go back.&lt;br /&gt;As we got back to the corner, where we were at the corner of the back or technically you really could call it a side yard, my parents and brother were skeptical that anyone was home or wanted the baby deer. I told them that someone's got to be home. So I dared to go up there myself (which it wasn't really a scary house or anything) and knock on the door. A woman came forth through the odd looking door and was delighted to see her baby once again. She insisted I come in but my family was waiting outside in the car so I refused, until she told me to come around to the garage or left side of the house, where I had to wait. As if she was going to get me a reward for saving what she treated like her child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when the dream changed. Like some dreams where they are at one setting and moment in time to another completely different. Mine changed to.... I'm not entirely sure on the setting. It seemed like a school. A somewhat small school but that could have been because I only saw a small portion of it.&lt;br /&gt;This is actually where the title comes in, because what I mean by that statement is that in my dream it's like there was a witch, a weird looking one at that. Her hair stuck up in a not so normal way and her face was painted or was just naturally as white as a ghost. Liked, it seemed like something out of Halloween Town. (If you've ever cared to see that Disney movie, but I doubt it)&lt;br /&gt;Her companion was a tall, somewhat but not overly handsome man who took the lives of young women. Somehow the witch would lour them in and he'd feast on them. It was such a weird dream.&lt;br /&gt;That's all I can really tell for now. But I guess you could say I changed point of views between one character and another. I was both female of course but I switched between two young women. One in danger by the ominous female eating man and another who felt like she was soon to be in danger.&lt;br /&gt;Right before my dad woke me up, I was the young woman who already was in danger. I tried to run through the school, just to barely get anywhere when the woman-eater chased after me, just to stop me at a short flight of stares.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go third person if that's alright with any of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He trapped her against a wall, telling her he can't hold his hunger any longer [It sounds like a male in dire need of sex, right?]. She came to mind, if she tried to escape anymore he would devour her on site and tear her flesh apart, so she figured she would give him a little, but not there in the middle of the hallway of course, since children were passing by. Though the man growled and scared them off in to their rooms.&lt;br /&gt;She turned to look through a doorway that a man she knew was a powerful sourcerer, could possibly help her. Pushing herself away from the monster, she cried out and ran in to the other room, hoping he'd be able to save her. The sorcerer and his collegue told her to get behind them. While the witch and monster tredged forth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's about where it ends because my father woke me up.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was a really weird dream, though still not as weird as the rampaging, fire breathing teacher dream. Heh. Not sure if I ever put that one on the blog.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoyed the story, sorry if I really CAN'T WRITE though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to just wait for more dreams to come....&lt;br /&gt;If any of you have dreams, would you like to share them with me? I'd be interested to hear your weirdest dreams. C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-8437866477033956116?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/8437866477033956116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=8437866477033956116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/8437866477033956116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/8437866477033956116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/07/cannibalism-or-witchcraft.html' title='Cannibalism or Witchcraft?'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-1752064796349902903</id><published>2010-06-24T02:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T03:05:01.734-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deviantart'/><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I haven't posted on the blog in the longest time but that should all change, or so I think. I know I've said this numerous times in the past but I really do think it will change. Or anyways, I hope. Why do I sound somewhat but not really confident about this? That's a very good question and I shall answer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It is because I'm going to get serious. Start posting pictures and saying more, studying random things and posting them on here. I have to keep up with this blog AND another blog my friend and I currently made. I shall no longer be posting anymore of my artwork on here but instead just pictures of adventures as I go through life. My friend and I made an art dump blog. A place to throw our practice artwork or even some great artwork it took us forever to do. I don't know what kind of artwork he will be posting but as for me, it should most likely be random practice art. All my good stuff that took me some time to do will go straight to my DeviantArt account. I made a new one just for this occasion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I hope you all shall cheer us on and come check out our blog as well as my own DeviantArt account. There is currently nothing up at the moment but soon there shall be. Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You can find a link to our art blog and my DA account on the right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-1752064796349902903?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/1752064796349902903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=1752064796349902903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/1752064796349902903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/1752064796349902903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/06/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-5309273685834295804</id><published>2010-04-15T20:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T20:53:13.082-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sky'/><title type='text'>Sky 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S8e0pmYJn1I/AAAAAAAACAo/rS8HGpIeGxE/s1600/4-15-10+Sky+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S8e0pmYJn1I/AAAAAAAACAo/rS8HGpIeGxE/s320/4-15-10+Sky+(2).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460531699979493202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S8e0pXthJTI/AAAAAAAACAg/zGZwxIvmaZk/s1600/4-15-10+Sky+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S8e0pXthJTI/AAAAAAAACAg/zGZwxIvmaZk/s320/4-15-10+Sky+(4).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460531696042583346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S8e0UZinA4I/AAAAAAAACAY/9c8Pju3JSHc/s1600/4-15-10+Sky+(7).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S8e0UZinA4I/AAAAAAAACAY/9c8Pju3JSHc/s320/4-15-10+Sky+(7).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460531335756448642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S8e0UN23VOI/AAAAAAAACAQ/vVHvquw5NBI/s1600/4-15-10+Sky+(10).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S8e0UN23VOI/AAAAAAAACAQ/vVHvquw5NBI/s320/4-15-10+Sky+(10).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460531332620178658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S8e0TqgRi9I/AAAAAAAACAI/ZW1CHi6aS64/s1600/4-15-10+Sky+(11).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S8e0TqgRi9I/AAAAAAAACAI/ZW1CHi6aS64/s320/4-15-10+Sky+(11).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460531323130186706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-5309273685834295804?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/5309273685834295804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=5309273685834295804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5309273685834295804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5309273685834295804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/04/sky-1.html' title='Sky 1'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S8e0pmYJn1I/AAAAAAAACAo/rS8HGpIeGxE/s72-c/4-15-10+Sky+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-4510076545498827235</id><published>2010-04-06T21:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T22:45:26.183-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depressed'/><title type='text'>Broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You know when you were younger, how you were so carefree and didn't care too much what other people thought? Looking towards the future with bright eyes thinking, "Wow, I wish I could be like that one day." Hoping to become the best. Thinking positively? Well I remember that. The best years in life, or at least to me anyways. Others might think otherwise. I'm not saying you had the best childhood but mine was pretty good. Back in those days for me, everything was carefree and quite happy. Nowadays, it's just not as happy? As if the life inside of me is being drained out. I'm going about everything half-heartedly. I feel like I've become broken in some way or form. What is wrong with me? I know Rabbit is trying to cheer me up but it's sort of working but at the same time my mind just slumps back into that dark corner not wanting to budge. No matter how much I smile, no matter how much I laugh, it just feels like somethings missing. An important piece that's lost. I feel I need to be repaired or saved. Hopefully when this summer comes and I get out of the house and on vacation for the month I'll be in California, hopefully I become better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for such a depressing post. It's just, I wanted to write somewhere how I felt at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-4510076545498827235?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/4510076545498827235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=4510076545498827235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/4510076545498827235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/4510076545498827235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/04/broken.html' title='Broken'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-19164718670201381</id><published>2010-03-29T18:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T18:26:13.418-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunflowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Planting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='header picture'/><title type='text'>I See....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S7Eo2ifT-2I/AAAAAAAAB_Y/HwzEVbnWE8k/s1600/DSCN0915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S7Eo2ifT-2I/AAAAAAAAB_Y/HwzEVbnWE8k/s400/DSCN0915.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454185541158566754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've been meaning to plant some more plants again since spring is just starting up again. I'll have to rummage around for all of our seeds. Not sure exactly where they went but most likely in the garage. I would REALLY love to be able to find our sunflower seeds since I just love sunflowers. If I do manage to find or buy some, I'll have to be sure to really take care of it better than I did last time. Actually, just take care of my garden in general. Though that would be hard for when I leave after graduation for a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right. I'm leaving for a month after I graduate. It's not official yet since people still need to be talked to but if I do leave, I shall be heading out for California from the end of May to the beginning of July. I'm really looking forward to it if I do go because there are so many things I want to see and people I want to meet. I have a friend who I've known online for the past several years. He's a really amazing photographer from Washington state. I'm always amazed by the pictures he takes around where he lives. If you want to see his website then here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dwaughphoto.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;David Waugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's an amazing photographer. I've always loved his pictures. But yeah.... I'm hoping to meet up with him and also see some sites like Golden Gate Bridge, Crater Lake, etc.&lt;br /&gt;The entire time I'll probably be posting what I do on my blog just to let people know what I'm up to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-19164718670201381?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/19164718670201381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=19164718670201381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/19164718670201381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/19164718670201381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-see.html' title='I See....'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S7Eo2ifT-2I/AAAAAAAAB_Y/HwzEVbnWE8k/s72-c/DSCN0915.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-5323546785438254219</id><published>2010-03-20T20:27:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T15:38:50.887-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Megacon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Convention'/><title type='text'>Megacon 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S65crPZCeJI/AAAAAAAAB-g/2-9tLsxLlE0/s1600/Jackieassoul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S65crPZCeJI/AAAAAAAAB-g/2-9tLsxLlE0/s400/Jackieassoul.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453398096727931026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Actually went to Megacon with a couple of friends of mine. I shall not give out their names for security purposes mostly. I don't know if they would want me to or not so hence why I give almost all the people I know nicknames when I refer them on here. Anyways, my two friends Michan and her friend went to Megacon last weekend and it was pretty fun other than the fact we only stayed for a couple hours due to the fact we didn't even leave Michan's house until after noon. I'll start from the beginning....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S65ed_8eDfI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/rOX-0dtfQhQ/s1600/conventioncenternorthbuilding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S65ed_8eDfI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/rOX-0dtfQhQ/s200/conventioncenternorthbuilding.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453400068266528242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I went home from school to get ready and also clean some clothes for Saturday to wear to the convention. Got over to Michan's house around 8pm because it took me quite a while to leave my house. When I got over there, Michan and her mother were working on her cosplay outfit for Saturday. What had happened is the one they previously made of her overalls was too small because they didn't look at the size of the pattern they got to make overalls. So apparently they made kid's overalls. Michan, being almost 6 feet tall, would not fit in those. In short, it took until noon Saturday for them to finish the costume and everything. It was a real pain in the butt.  At about noon, we were finally off and going to the convention center in Orlando which took a little over an hour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S65cdm1x3hI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/Dh4-7MVcksI/s1600/Megacondealersroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S65cdm1x3hI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/Dh4-7MVcksI/s200/Megacondealersroom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453397862504324626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The convention was quite big. We took the charter bus from the North building to the West building. Walking into the west building we had to go up stairs and through hallways but when we got to a certain part, they had the huge floor to ceiling windows that looked over the Dealer's Room of the convention. It was amazingly large.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I think we might have been there for about a couple hours until we left. I was a bit sad we didn't stay longer and didn't really get to see the events but till next time I guess! Saw several friends while we were there so that made me happy, and took some pictures of cosplayers. Hopefully when I got to Metrocon with Michan this summer I will take a LOT more pictures since we will be going three days and maybe post some pictures of my own cosplay I'll be doing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S65dyoPVQtI/AAAAAAAAB_A/_yz-Ev447xs/s1600/cosplayers3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S65dyoPVQtI/AAAAAAAAB_A/_yz-Ev447xs/s320/cosplayers3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453399323168817874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S65dwSPHd4I/AAAAAAAAB-4/3GClmIHURRU/s1600/cosplayers2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S65dwSPHd4I/AAAAAAAAB-4/3GClmIHURRU/s320/cosplayers2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453399282902595458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S65duNNjXZI/AAAAAAAAB-w/m9S-0lypoMg/s1600/cosplayer1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S65duNNjXZI/AAAAAAAAB-w/m9S-0lypoMg/s320/cosplayer1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453399247194119570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-5323546785438254219?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/5323546785438254219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=5323546785438254219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5323546785438254219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5323546785438254219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/03/megacon-2010.html' title='Megacon 2010'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S65crPZCeJI/AAAAAAAAB-g/2-9tLsxLlE0/s72-c/Jackieassoul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-5453028487008265344</id><published>2010-03-10T22:23:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T22:30:09.065-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idiot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S5hjn_GHeyI/AAAAAAAAB9g/pLrQtAzpxTI/s1600-h/Breezy_Colors_by_shenki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 373px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S5hjn_GHeyI/AAAAAAAAB9g/pLrQtAzpxTI/s400/Breezy_Colors_by_shenki.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447213287907752738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I feel like such a horrible person and somehow like a drama queen. Where I'm like one of those people who makes such a big deal of something small. What do I do? I just blew up on one of my friends and now they won't talk to me. Tension was just building up from the past month in me and I blew up on him. Took my aggression out on him which I should have never done. It still happened though. I send him an offline message on instant messanger telling him the only way this will never happen again is by me to never talk to him again. I know there could be a better way of going about this but at the moment I'm really in such a crappy mood that this is all I'm thinking about. I don't want to ever throw my anger at him again but I know at some point as long as we are friends, it will happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm such an idiot. An IDIOT IDIOT IDIOT. I feel I throw away friends too easily. Help me. I'm sad now, but of course I would be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyways, for your enjoyment. As the header picture of this post, I have posted a drawing I did last night. Took me a couple hours and I see so many flaws in it. For example the hair I could have probably done much better on. Also the face is a little too long. Or at least the forehead is. I'm sorry it fails very much but I tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Forgive me for this horrible post, btw.&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/7457059314854421336-5453028487008265344?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/5453028487008265344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=5453028487008265344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5453028487008265344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5453028487008265344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-feel-like-such-horrible-person-and.html' title=''/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S5hjn_GHeyI/AAAAAAAAB9g/pLrQtAzpxTI/s72-c/Breezy_Colors_by_shenki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-3345121341526050046</id><published>2010-03-09T16:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T16:17:11.683-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Megacon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Convention'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cosplay'/><title type='text'>Megacon Coming Soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S5a6mv71iuI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/k_yivakgRBo/s1600-h/Header+Pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 124px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S5a6mv71iuI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/k_yivakgRBo/s400/Header+Pic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446745974216428258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hello everyone, I hope you are doing well. Tis I Nellie. Back from the dark depths of the real world. Hahaha. Not really. That's a complete lie. Sorry I barely post anymore but I MUST post about the upcoming event I'm attending this Saturday. As the title says, "Megacon Coming Soon". What is Megacon? Pretty much the entire name for it is Mega Convention. It's a place for anime, comic, and other fans come to gather and buy things as well as hang out with friends or just meet new people who possibly like the same things they do. The con lasts three days usually. From Friday to Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When is the con? Well, it happens to be this weekend in Orlando,FL. Several people will attend the con for all three days but I'm only attending Saturday with a friend of mine. She is actually cosplaying as the new pokemon trainer Soul from the game Soul Silver which is ironically coming out this Saturday. (As well as Heart Gold)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I myself was going to dress up as the pokemon trainer May but I didn't have the money to make the costume because I was saving up money for buying stuff at Megacon. I'm hoping to get some kind of hat. ;D ;D Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, I hope to have bunches of fun and if anyone else is going that you are too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If you want anymore information on Megacon, like where it is and what time it's going to be going on then check out the website here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://megaconvention.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://megaconvention.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MegaCo&lt;/span&gt;n&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/7457059314854421336-3345121341526050046?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/3345121341526050046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=3345121341526050046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/3345121341526050046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/3345121341526050046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/03/megacon-coming-soon.html' title='Megacon Coming Soon'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S5a6mv71iuI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/k_yivakgRBo/s72-c/Header+Pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-1438970534663247802</id><published>2010-02-15T12:57:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T13:27:21.985-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream'/><title type='text'>Strong Feelings or Not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Everyone's had those confusing dreams where you don't understand what's going on. As you view the dream from a 3rd person view, your own view, or even someone else's standpoint, there are questions you ask yourself. Where you are, who these peole are, and maybe occasionaly, what are these feelings? I had a dream last night that did not make sense to me whatsoever because I was at someone's house, moving stuff into several cars as if we were moving far away and never coming back. This made my overall feeling of the dream sad, as if this family of mine has been making me move all over the place before and we are leaving such a nice place again. You know when a dream kind of seems dark lighting, and a sad feeling or a bright happy place. Well this dream was the sad kind but occasional rays of sunshine here and there. The people we were moving boxes from their house, the people who lived there were a mother, grandmother and son. It seemed to me, I vaguely knew the mother as if I've met her before here and there thanks to my parents. But I did not really know the other two people.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was wandering around their place that seemed of nice size and I came into a room. A bed room with a queene sized bed to the left and a chair straight ahead with closet space to the right behind the chair that was in the corner on the other side of the room. In that comfy looking chair was someone, brown hair, of about my age or a little older and I had called him by a name. A name that I know particularly well in real life. I do not want to say his name because of the fact that he may one day see this post which would be very embarassing. Everyone knows what I mean, right? I entered this fairly good sized bedroom. (It's much larger than my bedroom that I currently have, that's for sure) Closed the door behind me and just stood there in awe over this guy. I didn't know what to say but my actions spoke for me because I just went up to him, leaned over and kissed him on the cheek gently and hugged him.&lt;br /&gt;That's where the dream confuses me. Have you had a dream like this, well not exactly like this, but where you find yourself in a situation where someone you might not know too well or you do but think you don't really have feelings for all of a sudden, DO have feelings for them? It's not the first time random guy fellows I know have appeared in my dreams and made me think, "Do I have feelings for them?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that question, have you ever seen someone and just couldn't say anything but instead told yourself, "I want to hold them."? It was kind of like that in my dream. I wanted to say so many things but instead my actions spoke for me. As if someone had me by strings controlling me. It was a disturbing feelings but at the same time amazing. I wish to have more dreams like this. I have a feeling this dream occurred because I had talked to the person the night before for several hours. They had stuck into my mind subconsciously and replayed into my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very sorry for those who had to read this nonsense. I felt like babbling about my dream that had happened, though most likely this will occur a lot more in the future. Or maybe not about my dreams but babbling nonsense in general. I'm quite good at it and I might as well put it in my blog. None of you have to read it but it would be nice to recieve some replies and thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-1438970534663247802?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/1438970534663247802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=1438970534663247802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/1438970534663247802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/1438970534663247802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/02/strong-feelings-or-not.html' title='Strong Feelings or Not?'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-5076953213593088925</id><published>2010-02-06T09:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T09:35:52.781-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fairy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photoshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drawing'/><title type='text'>Fairy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S219tbhpqDI/AAAAAAAAB80/bkNrYLZWhJQ/s1600-h/17254_445952025223_684155223_10895756_6342976_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S219tbhpqDI/AAAAAAAAB80/bkNrYLZWhJQ/s400/17254_445952025223_684155223_10895756_6342976_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435138544742541362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry. I said I wanted to post more on here, like more of my drawings but I just haven't been drawing much in Photoshop or even getting on my computer much. Here's the last thing I drew in the program. It's not really all that good. I thought I didn't do too bad on the coloring but the line art fails horribly I have to say. Haha. I'll try getting on my computer more often and drawing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-5076953213593088925?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/5076953213593088925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=5076953213593088925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5076953213593088925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5076953213593088925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/02/fairy.html' title='Fairy'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/S219tbhpqDI/AAAAAAAAB80/bkNrYLZWhJQ/s72-c/17254_445952025223_684155223_10895756_6342976_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-7102305113812477645</id><published>2010-01-02T19:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T19:39:19.587-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Julie Powell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Julia Child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Julie &amp; Julia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just got done watching the movie Julie and Julia with my mother. We had ordered it on demand channel where it only costs about $4 and you get the movie on the TV for the next day or so. It's quite nice to just order a movie on your TV when it comes out on demand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Watching Julie and Julia though was nice to watch. I've always been fascinated by cooking shows, which is why I watch the food channel here and there. The movie itself if you have not seen the previews is about Julie, a woman who works for the government in some way. I can't remember what her job was again, but it honestly wasn't really a good one. Or at least that's what I thought. I looked over to my mother and told her, "I would never want to have a job like that. It seems sad and depressing." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyways, back to Julie. Julie is a woman who works during the day and lives with her husband and cat. One day she decides, with the help of her husband, that she wants to go through Julia Child's cookbook (All 520 something recipes) in 365 days. So pretty much in a year she wants to make every single recipe and blog about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The movie itself goes back and forth between Julie Powell and Julia Child. Julie's story it shows what she went through trying to complete her goal of going through Julia Child's book and blogging about it. While Julia Child, it shows her life and how she started off cooking and getting to where she published her book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The movie is actually based off a true story I found out after my parents told me when I asked. I think you people who like cooking and a kind of girly story along with it would like this movie. I recommend it because I myself liked it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After watching this movie, I thought to myself that I wanted to do something like Julie Powell did. To blog about how she was going to complete a goal she put out to do. I'm not exactly sure what my goal could be. I love drawing so maybe that could be one of my goals I could blog about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was looking at artists on the artist website I'm signed up for called Deviantart. Some of the artists I watch on the site have posted recently, meme's where it shows their works from the year 2003 to 2009. They started out like I did where I'm honestly not that good but as the years progressed, they incredibly got better. I would love to be like that one day but it will take time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have to be dedicated and draw a lot more than I usually do, but somehow I just lose motivation after a while, but I can't let that happen this year. I must be strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I hope everyone else is able to accomplish their goals they've set out to do for the next year or couple years. Kind of like how people make resolutions. Obviously you know what one of mine are and that is to become better at drawing, even if it's only by a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Maybe later I shall post about my other resolutions I have, but for now this is all.&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/7457059314854421336-7102305113812477645?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/7102305113812477645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=7102305113812477645' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/7102305113812477645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/7102305113812477645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/01/julie-julia.html' title='Julie &amp; Julia'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-7018519891977321330</id><published>2010-01-01T01:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T01:20:34.817-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Years'/><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sz2Q5py6m4I/AAAAAAAAB8M/ez1xVFREdZw/s1600-h/2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sz2Q5py6m4I/AAAAAAAAB8M/ez1xVFREdZw/s400/2010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421648846570298242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I know I haven't posted on my blog in a long long time but I sort of completely forgot about it for a while there but with this upcoming new year, it will be like a fresh start. I'm hoping to post here a lot more with either drawings or even pictures I take with my camera. I'm hoping this year I shall become more productive and draw a lot more, especially in photoshop. I need to practice practice practice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well I hope everyone has fun celebrating the New Year. Until my next post, bye bye. C&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/7457059314854421336-7018519891977321330?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/7018519891977321330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=7018519891977321330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/7018519891977321330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/7018519891977321330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sz2Q5py6m4I/AAAAAAAAB8M/ez1xVFREdZw/s72-c/2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-4186489004734425695</id><published>2009-11-13T21:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T22:22:15.755-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World War II'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old Days'/><title type='text'>What's Your Story?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Currently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;: Saddened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When you think of old people, what do you think of? You may be a person who's 40 years or younger, standing there looking at someone who is above the age of 60 and could either be considered your parent if you're of decent age or grandparent if you're a teenager or below. You stand there looking at this small person who looks so frail you could simply snap them in half with two fingers. Pretty much you look at a person like this, old, wrinkly, etc. (No offense to those out there who are like this. I'm don't mean anything bad.) When you look at them, what do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Do you stand there just thinking, "Oh, this is an old person. Nothin much to them." But honestly when you get to speak to some of those up in years today, they might have been around when World War 2 happened or when something that changed history happened. My dad sparked this thought in me when he told me about some of the older people living in the trailer homes around where my parents used to work or own a small laundromat. My father looked at this old man and woman and thought nothing of them until he heard their stories. I'll tell you what my dad told me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My dad came across an old man living in the trailer park. He got to talking to him and found out that this man was alive during World War II. Listening to my father's story about the old man amazed even me that this man was still alive today. During the war what had happened was he was captured over in Germany. They put him into a prisoner camp for 3 years. He went in weight at least 10-15 pounds less than 200. By the time he came out he was only 86 pounds. He pretty much starved for those three years yet he still survived. I can't say if he's still alive today because when my dad heart his story, I was still a little tyke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now there was also a little old lady my father encountered. Her story was that during the war (World War II), all the men were gone off fighting in the war. Since the men were gone, the women had to do all the jobs around. This womans job was to take the finished air planes just made and fly them to Hawaii so the men can use them in the war. That was her job, was to fly these planes so the men could use them in the war. Which in my opinion I think that's pretty amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;All in all, what I want to say is, everyone has a story to their life. Someone's story could be difficult like reading a Stephen King novel. Or their life could be easy like a Dr. Seuss book. Everyone's unique in their own way and has a story to tell. All we have to do is sit down, give a bit of our time to them, and simply listen. You'd be amazed at what a lot of these people have to say.&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/7457059314854421336-4186489004734425695?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/4186489004734425695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=4186489004734425695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/4186489004734425695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/4186489004734425695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2009/11/whats-your-story.html' title='What&apos;s Your Story?'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-5801765009654020077</id><published>2009-09-04T20:05:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T20:17:25.704-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Video'/><title type='text'>I Don't Care by Apocalyptica</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RbKOj-OIp5A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RbKOj-OIp5A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Currently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;: Listening to Apocalyptica songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-5801765009654020077?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/5801765009654020077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=5801765009654020077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5801765009654020077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5801765009654020077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2009/09/have-you-ever-felt-so-empty.html' title='I Don&apos;t Care by Apocalyptica'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-3802794046420589095</id><published>2009-09-03T23:07:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T23:28:52.560-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frustrated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>SCREAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SqCIoduy2bI/AAAAAAAAB7k/dvcA6DUz_aw/s1600-h/2153087718_ac3c988a89_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SqCIoduy2bI/AAAAAAAAB7k/dvcA6DUz_aw/s400/2153087718_ac3c988a89_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377448183837415858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Currently&lt;/b&gt;: Putting music on my MP3 player to listen to at school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This post is mostly directed towards teenage girls which I am one of course. It could be directed towards others if you've ever felt like this. What I want to ask is, have you ever had the feeling/urge to scream your heart out towards someone or just in general? Like, you see this person you like very much almost every day either at school or for some it might be at work. You really like them but at too shy to tell them you like them. I've had this feeling many times and I just want to go up to them and scream my lungs out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Since school started about two weeks ago, this has occurred to me so many times. I don't know what to do about it but for now my mind screams every time I see the person but my mouth won't even say a simple hello. It's very frustrating but I'm trying to get up the courage considering this is my last year of school and besides this I most likely will not see this person ever again which saddens me. I'll have to find a way to let my feelings out before I graduate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sorry for just randomly talking like that. It's just, urrggg, that's all I've wanted to do for the past week or two. It's quite annoying. I hope everyone out there finds the courage to tell that special someone that you like them before it's too late. Don't let time pass you by anymore before you go up to them and tell them. Even if you have to go up, scream it to them, then run away. Haha, at least you told them, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[Note: I got the picture from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/22350820@N06/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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/7457059314854421336-3802794046420589095?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/3802794046420589095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=3802794046420589095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/3802794046420589095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/3802794046420589095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2009/09/scream.html' title='SCREAM'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SqCIoduy2bI/AAAAAAAAB7k/dvcA6DUz_aw/s72-c/2153087718_ac3c988a89_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-8132193853937185692</id><published>2009-08-21T16:34:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T17:02:08.133-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Summer's Over, School Starts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/So8KOkUod_I/AAAAAAAAB7c/9ASE4CgLEwo/s1600-h/7-3-09+Dunlawton+Bridge+(81).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/So8KOkUod_I/AAAAAAAAB7c/9ASE4CgLEwo/s400/7-3-09+Dunlawton+Bridge+(81).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372524125860952050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Currently&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Listening to The Crow &amp;amp; The Butterfly by Shinedown, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And Contemplating when I might eat next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The summer's pretty much over at this point. There are only tomorrow and the next day, then school starts for me. Some people have already started school I've heard on Gaia, but I'm not there yet. Just two more days until I am. Orientation wasn't too long ago. Two Monday's ago? Yeah. It was quite chaotic just like last year's orientation. The set-up was almost the same except this year they put us all in the gym to get our schedule then we had to sit there until our ticket number was called. It was supposed to start at 8am then last till 10am. For my friends and I we went in at 8am but left at 11am. We were there an extra hour because we sat sitting in the gym for the entire two hours until they called our ticket numbers. Afterwards we ventured around school getting everything then my friends and I had to go get our schedules changed because they were messed up. Jeeze, was it tiresome. I'm glad I got to go with my friend to Burger King afterwards to eat some chicken fries. Those things sure are tasty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;All in all though, I still don't really know what classes I'll have this year and I honestly don't care. I'm just going to attempt my best at them and surprise everyone. If I got straight A's this year, so many people would be surprised with their jaws dropping to the floor. That would make my year, gladly. I actually need to do my work this year unlike the past couple years. This is my last year of high school and I need to make something out of it before it all ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On another note, I've been in a drawing mood the past couple days since I heard about my friend working on t-shirt designs for the club she's in at school each year. It's call the Japanese Culture Club (JCC).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/So8HsjPXIaI/AAAAAAAAB7M/b7I7pFqJ6ms/s1600-h/8-18-09+Ninja+Drawing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/So8HsjPXIaI/AAAAAAAAB7M/b7I7pFqJ6ms/s200/8-18-09+Ninja+Drawing.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372521342431601058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm not sure if I'm going to join yet but I just might because two of my friends are in there and I've liked Japanese culture since long ago. Since my friend has been drawing the t-shirt designs, I wanted to try drawing some ninja's as well (since that's what she was drawing). It's not much really, I'm still working on different stuff but I liked the first one I had going. I actually took a picture so my friend could look at him. I thought about giving him a name because it would be appropriate, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well I hope everyone is doing alright this summer. Things are going fine right? I'm sorry I haven't posted in forever and I'm hoping to start posting more pictures and drawings on here after school starts. Look forward to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Btw, here's something I drew in Photoshop not to long ago. C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I actually liked my coloring job on the kimono in this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/So8JeLKXinI/AAAAAAAAB7U/kVhCLqwBsxk/s1600-h/xfx7w0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/So8JeLKXinI/AAAAAAAAB7U/kVhCLqwBsxk/s200/xfx7w0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372523294473292402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-8132193853937185692?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/8132193853937185692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=8132193853937185692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/8132193853937185692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/8132193853937185692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2009/08/summers-over-school-starts.html' title='Summer&apos;s Over, School Starts'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/So8KOkUod_I/AAAAAAAAB7c/9ASE4CgLEwo/s72-c/7-3-09+Dunlawton+Bridge+(81).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-2384982344314894016</id><published>2009-07-16T16:29:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T16:58:05.642-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Congrats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drawings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Super Happy Fun Time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gaiaonline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doodles'/><title type='text'>Super Happy Fun Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sl-NqSuDy2I/AAAAAAAAB7E/UINcQfqKueU/s1600-h/Header+Pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sl-NqSuDy2I/AAAAAAAAB7E/UINcQfqKueU/s400/Header+Pic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359157839313226594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Currently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;: Yawning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What's this about Super Happy Fun Time? Well, tis a thread I made on Gaia. We didn't change the name of the thread until about 10-20 pages later. It's just a place for friends of mine and I to chat. Anyone else on Gaia who wants to chat also is welcome. I made the picture above because we had not to long ago got past 1,000 posts in the thread. Most of the posting was done by two friends of mine and I. But I wanted to do something for the 1,000 posts so I ended up drawing our three avi's together. It's a pretty crappy picture but I kind of like it. I MIGHT color it in later if I feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.gaiaonline.com/forum/friends-chat/super-happy-fun-time/t.51014107/"&gt;Super Happy Fun Time&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/7457059314854421336-2384982344314894016?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/2384982344314894016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=2384982344314894016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/2384982344314894016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/2384982344314894016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2009/07/super-happy-fun-time.html' title='Super Happy Fun Time'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sl-NqSuDy2I/AAAAAAAAB7E/UINcQfqKueU/s72-c/Header+Pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-403793221273790726</id><published>2009-07-09T21:48:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T21:54:36.934-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gaiaonline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art Dump'/><title type='text'>Avi Art Headshot [For a Friend]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Currently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;: Thinking and Looking at other blogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SlafFiLmtLI/AAAAAAAAB68/9UnQg4s31k4/s200/23rpdo2.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 190px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356643724227425458" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kind of been looking at other blogs that I had just found the links to from someone's profile on Gaia. They are pretty amazing and the artists are really good at what they do. One in particular is amazing. The way they draw and color just fascinates me.For this post I'm going to post a piece of art that isn't really much. Wish it was better and I should have probably took my time on it more to make it look better but nope, I did not. Very sorry about that. I did it of my friend's avi from Gaiaonline. She changes her avi a lot and it makes me want to draw it every time. So this week I drew her a headshot of her avi. I could have probably done a lot more and cleaned it up a bit but I did not. Here you go.&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/7457059314854421336-403793221273790726?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/403793221273790726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=403793221273790726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/403793221273790726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/403793221273790726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2009/07/avi-art-headshot-for-friend.html' title='Avi Art Headshot [For a Friend]'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SlafFiLmtLI/AAAAAAAAB68/9UnQg4s31k4/s72-c/23rpdo2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-4537720965331722687</id><published>2009-07-05T18:27:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T09:50:32.574-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sky Picture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing'/><title type='text'>Sunset Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SlNRhkTN1zI/AAAAAAAAB6s/GEpbKu-7GJg/s1600-h/7-3-09+Dunlawton+Bridge+(39).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SlNRhkTN1zI/AAAAAAAAB6s/GEpbKu-7GJg/s400/7-3-09+Dunlawton+Bridge+(39).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355714018995459890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Currently&lt;/b&gt;: Have the urge to draw something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hello everyone, I'm sorry I have not posted in a while. It's just been kind of hectic around the house this summer. School got out some time ago and it's been summer vacation. We've been having family troubles, but that isn't really the reason I haven't been posting recently. I just haven't had the motivation to post. I'm very sorry about this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyways, why is the title of this post "Sunset Adventure"? Well, that's because I went on an adventure of course, while the sun was setting. I went on this great adventure with my mother not too long ago. Our destination was a bridge nearby that has the big curve upward in the middle so boats could go under it. Going here with my mother and actually walking over the bridge was magnificent because after getting ice cream, on our way back over the bridge, we got to see this amazing sky. Now of course I love the sky especially during sunrise or sunset because that's when it speaks to you the most, but this sky was amazing since there were so many colors in it. I will not post all the pictures right now in this post from that great adventure but I shall at least post one picture as my header to show how amazing it was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;By me showing you this picture that I had taken that day, you can enter my world and see what I see all the time. I love taking pictures of the sky since it tells a different story every day that it's just completely awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well I'm VERY VERY Sorry but this concludes my post. I will make another post later today or after this one if I feel like explaining how I'm doing and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh yes, by the wa&lt;/span&gt;y&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-4537720965331722687?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/4537720965331722687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=4537720965331722687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/4537720965331722687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/4537720965331722687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunset-adventure.html' title='Sunset Adventure'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SlNRhkTN1zI/AAAAAAAAB6s/GEpbKu-7GJg/s72-c/7-3-09+Dunlawton+Bridge+(39).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-4567509136481663481</id><published>2009-06-21T22:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T13:22:12.952-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Air Conditioner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fan'/><title type='text'>New Fan In Back Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SkEOaBQ9mAI/AAAAAAAAB6k/D0yXWkd7qD8/s1600-h/6-21-09+Fan+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SkEOaBQ9mAI/AAAAAAAAB6k/D0yXWkd7qD8/s400/6-21-09+Fan+(3).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350573672471828482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Currently&lt;/b&gt;: Sweating after my walk. Icky, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Went shopping today and finally got a fan for the back room that fits in the window between that room and my brother's room. It fits almost and it's kind of small but it works. Though we finally got this fan, earlier tonight our air conditioning started to go on the fritz and emitting warm air into our house. Bubba claims that the fan isn't working in the air conditioning thing outside on the side of house so it's not cooling down the air or something along the lines of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So right now we actually have the air conditioner in the wall in our big room plugged in cooling down...er...that room anyways. It's going to be one hot night. Especially since it's really hot and muggy outside right now and has been all day. It's been horrible&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/7457059314854421336-4567509136481663481?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/4567509136481663481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=4567509136481663481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/4567509136481663481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/4567509136481663481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-fan-in-back-room.html' title='New Fan In Back Room'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SkEOaBQ9mAI/AAAAAAAAB6k/D0yXWkd7qD8/s72-c/6-21-09+Fan+(3).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-5945252043600492886</id><published>2009-06-07T16:09:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T17:00:47.523-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Last Day Of School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marebear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casobi'/><title type='text'>Finally Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SiwftDozJII/AAAAAAAAB5s/jWGReGQbCFs/s1600-h/DSCN6881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SiwftDozJII/AAAAAAAAB5s/jWGReGQbCFs/s400/DSCN6881.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344681716712940674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Currently&lt;/b&gt;: Listening to Pandora and Attempting to take something down in our house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Friday, June 5th, was the last day of school for myself. It is officially summer to which I'm very happy for. So far it has been a pretty good summer since I've been hanging out with friends. I could be hanging out with a couple of my friends right now but I'm letting them have...er....some alone time you could say? That is all I will say for now. Anyways, back to about Friday, it was a pretty good day. I skipped three of my classes to hang out in the school's band room and watch Lord of The Rings 3 and one of the Austine Powers movies with my friend Marebear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I went to my 5th, 6th, and 7th period classes which I am VERY glad I went to seventh because I was able to see my model in there. Well, I've been drawing him the past week since we do nothing in class and have just been watching movies. I got to see him for what I thought the last time until probably next school year. Yes, I can say I might have a crush on him but I was very happy seventh period Friday because I was able to see him. He was hanging out with his two friends in that class throwing around one of their backpacks as if it were like a several pound medicine ball that they would usually throw around in JROTC. I laughed most the time watching them all be idiots and listening to my MP3 player.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After school shocked me very much. I walked home with my friends while it was sprinkling out when we left. Down some ways from our school is a elementary school and across the road is a church. Before we got down there we ran into a snapping turtle which I took pictures of. We called him pogo because he hopped up in the air off the ground when Marebear put her foot near him. It made us laugh so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Casobi's mom then called and she asked if we all wanted a ride to my house (since that was our original destination when we started walking). We all got out of the rain under an over hang at the church where, by some mirical chance, my model was. Now so you people have a name reference and I don't have to keep saying model, his nickname I like to call him by is La Mesa since that's pretty much his last name in Spanish. I was so happy when sitting under there for several minutes since I got to see him before not seeing him every again for the entire summer. What I regret the most is not saying anything to him the entire time. I was so shy and happy I forgot to even say hi to him. What a complete idiot I am! I'm going to regret this for some time now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyways, off of that depressingness and on to what happened later. My friend Ariel left my house after some time so it was only Marebear, Casobi, and I. We decided to walk to the park where we took fun pictures on the way. Then after the park went to the railroad tracks. That's where the display picture comes. The one in the display picture is actually my friend Casobi. She's pretty awesome and here Domo-kun shirt is awesome. The other one in the plaid shirt is Marebear in the other pictures. Just to let you know. 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SiwqOeFwhuI/AAAAAAAAB6c/uFUyaMn1tw8/s200/DSCN6883.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344693285865686754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SiwqOFmCbVI/AAAAAAAAB6U/i-Pn4t5M5h4/s1600-h/DSCN6882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SiwqOFmCbVI/AAAAAAAAB6U/i-Pn4t5M5h4/s200/DSCN6882.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344693279290191186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-5945252043600492886?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/5945252043600492886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=5945252043600492886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5945252043600492886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5945252043600492886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2009/06/finally-summer.html' title='Finally Summer'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SiwftDozJII/AAAAAAAAB5s/jWGReGQbCFs/s72-c/DSCN6881.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-6175687849200471294</id><published>2009-06-04T19:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T20:10:51.837-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transformers 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transformers'/><title type='text'>Transformers 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="460" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_MhugShSCDw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_MhugShSCDw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="460" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Currently: Drawing Macy, my other cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;School is almost over for myself, which I'm quite sad about. I won't see the people that I see every day anymore. Though I will be happy I can sleep in officially after tomorrow. I might have to resort to summer school this summer though after looking at my school website with my grades. I've pretty much failed 4 out of 7 of my classes this year. How sad and pathetic is that? I guess I should probably go down to the deans office tomorrow and talk about taking summer school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyways, back to the subject, Transformers 2 is coming out in the next several weeks I think. Or so that's what a description on youtube of the trailer said. I'll have to look it up later but I know sometime this month it should be coming out. I just finished watching the first one in my Spanish class today. Since its the last week of school in my classes we are pretty much watching movies. In my Environmental Science class we are watching Fern Gully which I have not seen since I was little. That movie pretty much came out in 1992, the year after I was born. If you haven't seen it maybe you should?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Transformers 2, I wonder how that will be? I really liked the first one because the way they made the autobots and the decepticons were pretty amazing. They probably spent quite a bit of money making both of these movies but I have to say I can't wait until the second one comes out. I will for sure try to see it, maybe with a couple friends. I know one of my friends will probably go see it with me. The other one on the other hand, I don't know if she's into those kind of movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Scrummage's up a description of second movie-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(This description is from IMBD.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The battle for Earth has ended but the battle for the universe has just begun. After returning to Cybertron, Starscream assumes command of the Decepticons, and has decided to return to Earth with force. The Autobots believing that peace was possible finds out that Megatron's dead body has been stolen from the US Military by Skorpinox and revives him using his own spark. Now Megatron is back seeking revenge and with Starscream and more Decepticon reinforcements on the way, the Autobots with reinforcements of their own, may have more to deal with then meets the eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I advise that everyone should go see this movie and tell me how it is. I want to hear other peoples opinions. Please and Thank You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;P.S. I've also added here another video of the new song by Linkin Park from the soundtrack of Transformers 2. If any of you like this band here's a good song to listen to by them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UNB6Kfphhq4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UNB6Kfphhq4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/object&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/7457059314854421336-6175687849200471294?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/6175687849200471294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=6175687849200471294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/6175687849200471294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/6175687849200471294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2009/06/transformers-2.html' title='Transformers 2'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-2998959116245558280</id><published>2009-05-27T22:05:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T22:17:24.948-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time Warp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sweet Transvestite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rocky Horror Picture Show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youtube'/><title type='text'>Rocky Horror Picture Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sh3yB2kNUKI/AAAAAAAAB5k/8NyPp3LmGOI/s1600-h/Header+Pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sh3yB2kNUKI/AAAAAAAAB5k/8NyPp3LmGOI/s400/Header+Pic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340690846772449442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Currently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;: Listening to blog music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;What is this you ask? Well I've been listening to my dad and my friend Casobi explain the movie Rocky Horror Picture Show to me. I've never actually seen it but they have. I'm hoping to watch it here coming this Sunday coming up. If not then another time for sure I shall watch it. Now my dad was explaining to me how people back years ago and still to this day go to showings of this movie in certain theaters at 12 midnight. This is kind of like a special seeing of a movie though because many fans like to go and see it and participation in the movie theater according to the movie. Like during scenes where they are singing and dancing, the audience dances while dressed up as characters from the movie. After hearing about this I kind of wanted to go just to see how it looked. That would be a very interesting movie to go see. Earlier Bubba was actually looking up online if they still showed it anywhere and they actually do in like 3-4 places around our state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;But anyways, Have you seen this movie? If not then maybe you should, just for laughs? Goodluck. I'll post another time to tell you if I've seen it and if I have, how it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Now, for your enjoyment in this post, I've found a video on Youtube from the movie of two songs from the movie called Time Warp and Sweet Transvestite. Beware, second song may not be suitable for younger viewers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xWXoFAaZ11M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xWXoFAaZ11M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/7457059314854421336-2998959116245558280?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/2998959116245558280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=2998959116245558280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/2998959116245558280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/2998959116245558280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2009/05/rocky-horror-picture-show.html' title='Rocky Horror Picture Show'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sh3yB2kNUKI/AAAAAAAAB5k/8NyPp3LmGOI/s72-c/Header+Pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-1724239244439252157</id><published>2009-05-26T17:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T18:07:28.352-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black Cloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tornadoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Storm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clouds'/><title type='text'>I think there's a storm coming.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/ShxleWAFCqI/AAAAAAAAB5c/N5dgDRwMrmw/s1600-h/DSCN6569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/ShxleWAFCqI/AAAAAAAAB5c/N5dgDRwMrmw/s400/DSCN6569.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340254830130956962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Currently&lt;/span&gt;: Scared of the thunder. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;What's that I see down the street? Oh my, it's dark! I walked home earlier today and it was blazing hot out! I was sweating and the sun was shining and everything. From the moment I get home to a couple hours ago it started getting uber dark. Bubba and I went outside waiting for my mom to get home before they had to leave for bowling and we saw this. I ran back inside to grab my camera to snap pictures. While I was taking pictures my dad was talking to our new neighbors that moved in a couple months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This ominous black cloud looked really suspicious, we honestly thought it could form into a tornado or something, don't you? That's when we got on the conversation of when my brother was coming home from school on his school bus in Elementary school. I was still a little baby and we were living in a different house at the time but my dad was driving not too far ahead of the bus towards our house. He had stopped or parked at the end of our street waiting for the bus or he was still driving, I'm not really sure which one but a funnel cloud had come down from the sky. It did not touch the ground but it had the power to launch all the garbage cans off the ground and everywhere down our street and other streets nearby maybe. I was actually at home probably somewhere under the funnel cloud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Now the bus my brother was in had turned around and went straight back to school. I don't blame the bus driver probably because he was thinking of the kids safety. But anyways, this is a small story of when my brother and I were still pretty young and it goes with the picture I took outside like half an hour ago&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/7457059314854421336-1724239244439252157?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/1724239244439252157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=1724239244439252157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/1724239244439252157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/1724239244439252157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-think-theres-storm-coming.html' title='I think there&apos;s a storm coming.'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/ShxleWAFCqI/AAAAAAAAB5c/N5dgDRwMrmw/s72-c/DSCN6569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-5265407083024481593</id><published>2009-05-24T12:48:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T13:36:42.628-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bishop&apos;s Bounty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This Ridiculous World'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inside The Briefcase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Links'/><title type='text'>Other Cool Blogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Shl66RexTeI/AAAAAAAAB5E/aZs1JR9i0cE/s1600-h/5-24-09+Bishop+(13).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Shl66RexTeI/AAAAAAAAB5E/aZs1JR9i0cE/s400/5-24-09+Bishop+(13).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339433974767898082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bishopsbounty.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Bishops Bounty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;What is this blog about? Well you can kind of tell thanks to the picture which I actually took not to long ago. It is of a bishop from chess. This blog belongs to my father who I refer to on here as Bubba all the time. He got into playing chess last year I think when I came home and told him how I had learned how to play chess thanks to someone in chess club. He made me sit down with him and play a 5 minute chess game with the board and clock and everything. It was hard because I lost every time. Sometime this school year he decided to join the chess club here in town. He doesn't go to it regularly but does go to it often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This blog he made a while ago I think and it pretty much involves many chess videos and tips on some moves and what to do. Etc. If you are into chess and want to go to a blog totally about it and has many links to different sites or videos to help you, his is the one to go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/ShmBXQJNcuI/AAAAAAAAB5M/-zPGZY_TJsw/s1600-h/Header+Pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/ShmBXQJNcuI/AAAAAAAAB5M/-zPGZY_TJsw/s400/Header+Pic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339441069695005410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://insidethebriefcase.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Inside The Briefcase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://insidethebriefcase.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Weird picture I know but that's what this blog has as the top picture on their blog. This blog I know the creator also because he is like one of my uber awesome online friends. His blog consists or random things kind of like mine but his is more in the area of writing about games, game systems, movies, his reviews on those movies, what new cool things in the world are coming out. I really like his blog because he can totally write way better than I can and its cool to see what he thinks of certain movies, if he thinks its ok then I'll go see them maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If you like reading about what games or movies are coming out and that kind of area of writing then his blog is the one to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/ShmDve2jOaI/AAAAAAAAB5U/hBZKyGh-EPI/s1600-h/newsflash39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/ShmDve2jOaI/AAAAAAAAB5U/hBZKyGh-EPI/s400/newsflash39.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339443684983388578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thisridiculousworld.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;This Ridiculous World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Random I tell you! Random. That picture there I put for this blog is one of their pictures on their site (so obviously they took it by the way). This blog is of two English teachers teaching in China who have made a blog. They post all kinds of weird things and pictures that they take in China. Of course China is different from our county so they might do things differently and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If you want to look at cool pictures and read random stuff this is the blog for you. I really advise you to go check them out, it is one pretty cool and I think highly popular bl&lt;/span&gt;og.&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/7457059314854421336-5265407083024481593?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/5265407083024481593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=5265407083024481593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5265407083024481593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5265407083024481593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2009/05/other-cool-blogs.html' title='Other Cool Blogs'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Shl66RexTeI/AAAAAAAAB5E/aZs1JR9i0cE/s72-c/5-24-09+Bishop+(13).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-1862540821104784240</id><published>2009-05-23T13:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T14:24:41.801-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sweet Potato'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Potatoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Odd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Potato'/><title type='text'>What's that growing on my counter?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Shg1v3uyrrI/AAAAAAAAB48/o25f-U4FnIY/s1600-h/5-23-09+Potatoes+Growing+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Shg1v3uyrrI/AAAAAAAAB48/o25f-U4FnIY/s400/5-23-09+Potatoes+Growing+(3).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339076454778056370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;Currently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;: Talking to my friend Casobi and Feeling sick from eating too much steak and potatoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sorry I haven't posted in a while other than my Platypus post I just posted recently today. I've been busy with school and whatnot, though slowly I worked on my Platypus post. I might have general knowledge posts every once in a while every time I learn something new and want to look more up about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Now, about the picture I've posted as the header. What is this you probably ask? Wel it is a sweet potato. It is to be exact a sweet potato that has been sitting in that bowl on our counter for the past two months. It's started to sprout things out of it which later we are hoping to plant it at some time. Right now we cannot because it has been raining where we live and everything is flooding. I'll show you pictures maybe later in another post of a spot in our back yard near our side fence of our yard flooding. Anyways, this sweet potato, Bubba and I were talking about it earlier since it caught our eye at the time. We both agree'd that we should plant it soon and I asked how it could do this? He claimed that sweet potatoes aren't like regular ones because if those were regular potatoes you would make mashed potatoes with then they would have rotted by now. But since sweet potatoes have something in it unlike regular ones they have started sprouting roods or stems out of it. I would say roots but they don't look at all like roots. They are more like stems because if you look at the ends of some they are actually sprouting leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Now let me just say before I conclude this odd random post, we have not watered or done anything to this sweet potato in the past two months. It has pretty much just been sitting there the entire time with no one doing anything. I just wanted to let you people know that, its just been sitting in a bowl for two months with no one giving it water or anything at all, and its sprouted stems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Well I hope this has made your day or just say "Wow." If it did not then I am sorry you read this for no apparent reason and have not been affected. I will leave you to your business now. I might post another post today but I'm not sure. Have a nice day&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/7457059314854421336-1862540821104784240?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/1862540821104784240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=1862540821104784240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/1862540821104784240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/1862540821104784240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2009/05/whats-that-growing-on-my-counter.html' title='What&apos;s that growing on my counter?'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Shg1v3uyrrI/AAAAAAAAB48/o25f-U4FnIY/s72-c/5-23-09+Potatoes+Growing+(3).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-6137959970082957683</id><published>2009-05-13T22:00:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T12:25:50.272-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Learn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Platypus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wikipedia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mammal'/><title type='text'>Platypus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sgt8a9KWmmI/AAAAAAAAB4U/hFVG4s2Vv68/s1600-h/platypus1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 381px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sgt8a9KWmmI/AAAAAAAAB4U/hFVG4s2Vv68/s400/platypus1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335494986086914658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Currently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: Talking to an old friend of my parents, Then going to take a shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was watching a show on Disney channel earlier today after I got home from school. The show name was called Phineas &amp;amp; Ferb. It's pretty much a little kids short sort of but still kind of cool because of the things they do. Now in the show though, there are the two brothers Phineas &amp;amp; Ferb who wonder what to do each day for summer vacation. They build so many things from a roller coaster to a shuttle to other things that are quite amazing all in their backyard. But that's getting off track of where I have a picture posted as my header pic of a platypus. Why do I have this picture when I'm talking about a Disney show? Well, I was talking with Bubba while we were watching this show because Phineas in the show has a pet Platypus. Now this made me wonder because they were talking about Perry (Name of the platypus in the show) and I had to ask Bubba what a Platypus was and everything. He had told me how the world thought Platypus were extinct for so long until about 30-50 years ago someone had found one. This is our journy into wikipedia and whatnot about Platypus so sit back and read what I've found on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This semi-aquatic mammal was first discovered in 1798 by Europeans. The pelt and sketch of one was sent to the Untied Kingdom by Captain John Hunter as proof. Many scientists beilieved it was a hoax though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The name Platypus ("Platys", flat, Board)("Pous", Foot) originally means "flat foot". Early british settlers called it names such as watermole, duckbill, and duckmole. It's body is pretty much covered with dense fur which helps it stay warm in the cold. Like we have insulation in the walls of our house to keep us warm during winter months. It's tail is used to store fat for reserve (like tasmanian devil &amp;amp; fat tailed sheep). Unlike a bird, the snout of a Platypus is a sensory organ with a mouth on the underside. Nostrils located on the dorsal surface of the snout, while eyes and ears are located in the groove set just back from it (That groove closes when swimming though). When a platypus is irritated it will make growls and weird sounds so pretty much if it starts doing that, back away slowly. Haha. The weight of these small mammals is about .7 to 2.4KG (1.5 to 5.3 LBS). Females are the smaller of the two at about 43cm (17in) while the males are a bit larger but not much at 50cm (20in). The last thing I have to discuss about its description is probably the body temperature. The body temperature of a Platypus is 32 Degree Celsius (90 Degree Fahrenheit) while a normal mammal's body temperature is 37 Degree Celsius (99 Degree Fahrenheit). So Platypus unlike normal mammals are much colder by several degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mmmmmm, Venom. Yes, some Platypus are venomous. Both males and females are born with ankle spurs. Though both of them are, only males spurs produce venom. This venom is powerful enough to kill dogs or cats, or at least animals of that size/smaller. Though it is venom, it is not lethal to humans. It may be so excruciating that a victim may be incapacitated. So stay clear of angry male Platypi that want to hit you with their venom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well that is all I've got for today. Here's the link to the wikipedia page if you want to know more about Platypi. And maybe other pages also about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Platypus"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://animals.nationalgeographic.com/animals/mammals/platypus.html"&gt;National Geographic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/7457059314854421336-6137959970082957683?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/6137959970082957683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=6137959970082957683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/6137959970082957683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/6137959970082957683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2009/05/platypus.html' title='Platypus'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sgt8a9KWmmI/AAAAAAAAB4U/hFVG4s2Vv68/s72-c/platypus1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-7800800301049424591</id><published>2009-05-12T20:33:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T20:58:08.333-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Upcoming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Upcoming Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SgoauOtnX5I/AAAAAAAAB4M/zOUbUV6NUDI/s1600-h/9-8-09+With+Cassie+(80).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SgoauOtnX5I/AAAAAAAAB4M/zOUbUV6NUDI/s400/9-8-09+With+Cassie+(80).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335106090099498898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Currently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;: Singing to Shinedown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I showed you my drawing of my cat Snoopy recently that I had given to my mom for Mother's Day. I had started it for art class but by the time Mother's Day started to get closer I decided to finish it, frame it and give it to Nana (My mom). I hope you all did like it. I've gotten a couple positive replies about it from my relatives so far and also classmates while I was working on it. Since I worked on it so hard the past couple weeks I figured I would do a couple more since I'm pretty much getting a grade for this in my art class. I thought about what I was going to do next all day today in my classes at school. By the time fourth period had rolled around I finally figured out that I would draw my brother in uniform. I know that we had a couple pictures around the house of him in uniform but apparently we don't have any extras. I really want to draw a marine pretty much ever since Yoshi (My Brother) became one. Whatever shall I do since I can't find an extra picture of my brother? I thought about it and then I thought, why don't I try asking all of you? Do any of you have pictures of loved ones you would like to be drawn that are/were in the arm that they are in uniform in the picture? I'm willing to draw young or old. Doesn't really matter, I'll at least try. Can't say I'll be any good though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Also what I was going to do for future project was just drawing friends as well. My friend is doing a self portrait in her Drawing 1 class. (I'm in Drawing 3) I told her I might draw her because I had the sudden urge to so she said, "When I finish it, I'll give you the picture." I'm determined to draw more amazing things before the end of school in about 3 weeks since it will be my last year of having art. I don't think there are any drawing classes after three. I thought there was a fourth but nope and anyways my favorite teacher is leaving after this year because she is retiring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyways, look forward to more drawings and pictures from me everyone. I'll do my best and try not to disappoint anyone with my drawings or pictures.&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/7457059314854421336-7800800301049424591?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/7800800301049424591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=7800800301049424591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/7800800301049424591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/7800800301049424591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2009/05/upcoming-art.html' title='Upcoming Art'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SgoauOtnX5I/AAAAAAAAB4M/zOUbUV6NUDI/s72-c/9-8-09+With+Cassie+(80).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-7033491294408968331</id><published>2009-05-10T11:45:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T20:04:43.014-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snoopy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drawings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mothers Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art Dump'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SgdrIYi2qTI/AAAAAAAAB4E/ir2kiQU2Z28/s1600-h/Header+Pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SgdrIYi2qTI/AAAAAAAAB4E/ir2kiQU2Z28/s400/Header+Pic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334350075415406898" /&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Currently&lt;/span&gt;: Trying to call people but it isn't working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Happy Mother's Day to all you mothers out there. I hope you are having a good day today. What have your daughters or sons or even grandkids gotten you for mother's day? I would like to know if its anything special, extraordinary or just cool. For my mother today I gave her my drawing I've been working on for the past couple weeks of our cat Snoopy. I found a cool looking picture that I've probably posted here on the blog and gridded it and drew it. It came out so cool looking though my paper was a bit crumpled here and there trying to take it back and forth from school and home. Nana (my mother) really liked it and everything. But now she told me I have to draw our OTHER cat Macy then draw my brother then both her and my dad. I could always make a family set for art class. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;But anyways before I post the picture and my drawing of Snoopy I would like to know what your sons or daughters or just family got you for mothers day. Even if its pretty simple I would love to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sgb60pqKUjI/AAAAAAAAB30/p34YI6Uhay0/s1600-h/SANY0910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sgb60pqKUjI/AAAAAAAAB30/p34YI6Uhay0/s400/SANY0910.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334226591109763634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Snoopy picture that I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;took with a digital camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SgdpRHKIfVI/AAAAAAAAB38/VnMxowQUmSg/s1600-h/5-10-09+Snoopy+Mothers+Day+Gift+(5).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SgdpRHKIfVI/AAAAAAAAB38/VnMxowQUmSg/s400/5-10-09+Snoopy+Mothers+Day+Gift+(5).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334348026343882066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mother's day present &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I gave my mother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pretty much a replica of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;o&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;riginal image that I to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7457059314854421336-7033491294408968331?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/7033491294408968331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=7033491294408968331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/7033491294408968331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/7033491294408968331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SgdrIYi2qTI/AAAAAAAAB4E/ir2kiQU2Z28/s72-c/Header+Pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-5097247355940167622</id><published>2009-05-08T23:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:42:46.959-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bolt'/><title type='text'>Bolt</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="360" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aDWPsoKQoOs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aDWPsoKQoOs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="360" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Currently&lt;/span&gt;: Tired and going to bed after this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&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;Just got done watching the movie Bolt with my parents. It was a pretty good movie especially if you want to have a good laugh. The movie is pretty much about Bolt the super dog who thinks bag guys are after his Penny but really they are all actors and so is he (He just doesn't know it). One day the company wants to twist the story a bit and so they have the green eyed man steal Penny. Bolt goes frantic and tries to save her yet he is locked away in his trailer where he manages to get out and falls into a box that ships him across the U.S. So pretty much he has to find his way back to Penny with helps from a feline friend Mittens who he thinks works for the green eyed man and a smaller companion by the name of Rhino who is a hamster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After watching this movie I thought it was pretty good but that's just my opinion. What cracked me up the most was probably the hamster just because of some of the things he says and does in the movie just makes you want to laugh so much. I hope you're able to see this movie and if you do give me your opinion of it. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7457059314854421336-5097247355940167622?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/5097247355940167622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=5097247355940167622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5097247355940167622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/5097247355940167622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2009/05/bolt.html' title='Bolt'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-1193798973674230015</id><published>2009-05-07T17:18:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T17:40:56.928-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Night At The Museum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Night At The Museum 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Night at the Museum II</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8z5JFc8-TQM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8z5JFc8-TQM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Currently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;: Listening to Shinedown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Do you know that Night at the Museum 2 is coming out soon to theaters? Well it is. If you haven't already seen the first one then you should do that before going to see this one when it comes out. The first one I thought was really funny because my mother and I saw it I think when that was in theaters. We laughed because of some of the things that happened in the movie since its pretty much all these exhibits in a museum coming to life. There are several famous people in these movies including our man from Zoolander and recently Tropic Thunder (which I've heard Tropic Thunder is a funny movie) by the name of Ben Stiller. Also from Zoolander is Owen Wilson who plays a miniture cowboy from the old western exhibit I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Other people in this movie include....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amy Adams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Robin Williams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jonah Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thomas Lenon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bill Hader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hank Azaria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dick Van Dyke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eugene Levy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Steve Coogan&lt;/span&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;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;....and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pretty much in the second movie it seems that Jedediah and Octavius have been shipped to the Smithsonian museum by mistake and Larry Daley (Ben Stiller) has to go rescue them. That's why the whole title name of the movie is Night at the Museum: Battle at the Smithsonian. I think while he is there he encounters obstacles to save them probably. I'm not really sure but I hope to see this movie after it comes out and you should too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now getting past the movie and on to the video I have that I found from Youtube is of a scene in the movie. Daley (Ben Stiller) and Amelia (Amy Adams)are talking to a statue in the Smithsonian I think about something important yet he's checking out a female statue nearby. He tries to impress her with how large of muscles he has. This scene they showed in the commercials on T.V. just made my dad and I laugh so much. It's just random and makes us laugh so I found it just to show you guys. I really hope this makes your day or at least laugh a little.&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/7457059314854421336-1193798973674230015?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/1193798973674230015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=1193798973674230015' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/1193798973674230015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/1193798973674230015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/2009/05/night-at-museum-ii.html' title='Night at the Museum II'/><author><name>JoJo Nellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03566018096642126617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/TPwcz_G0dQI/AAAAAAAACLY/_0z7NuB1qdE/S220/TwitterIcon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7457059314854421336.post-1598559651731578274</id><published>2009-05-03T13:10:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T16:15:19.774-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunflowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Planting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How To'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grow'/><title type='text'>Growing Sunflowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sf3dOxM9VNI/AAAAAAAAB3k/VeANp9_o4UY/s1600-h/Header+Pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sf3dOxM9VNI/AAAAAAAAB3k/VeANp9_o4UY/s400/Header+Pic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331660779672130770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Currently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;: Texting people and Burnt from going to the beach yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Recently we started growing sunflowers out in our backyard originally in two pots. We are only growing four so far but we might grow more later. Right now I'm pretty much going to give tips on how to grow sunflowers since I might want to look up some information myself that way I know how to grow them. So lets begin with our little gardening lesson. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now to begin with you must first figure out what kind of sunflowers you intend to grow and where you are growing them. Sunflowers vary in height. Pretty much there are small, medium, and tall sunflowers. They can grow quite tall. The ones we had planted in our backyard at the moment said on the packet that they were 12 feet. Finding a place to grow them is also important because what I've found about them is that where you plant them is important because of sunlight. Since sunflower has the word "sun" in the name you want to make sure it gets at least 6 hours of sun a day. The heads of the sunflowers will point towards where the sun might rise because they look for sunlight. So it's good to figure out where you are going to place them especially if you want to look at the front of the heads instead of the back. Sunflowers will stretch to get sunlight if you put them in a shaded area so sometimes the sunflower will fall over. Some people will put their sunflowers along a fence line so they have support when they start growing taller and it's a good barrier between you and your neighbors if you want more privacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After figuring out what kind and wherer you are going to plant your sunflowers, next is taking care of them like watering them for example. You want to water them pretty often because watering them will help the stems keep the head of the sunflower from falling over. It gives them a good support. Though you could always put a steak into the ground to help them for support as well. Also you want to watch weather conditions. If you have heavy winds it can make the sunflower fall over just like some other plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Well that's all I have for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;time being but here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;are a list of websites I've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; found useful information from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ehow.com/how_2042458_grow-sunflowers.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;eHow.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gardenersnet.com/vegetable/sunflowr.htm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gardenersnet.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jstait.addr.com/sunflowers/howto.htm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jstait.addr.com&lt;/span&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/7457059314854421336-1598559651731578274?l=onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewingedrabbit.blogspot.com/feeds/1598559651731578274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7457059314854421336&amp;postID=1598559651731578274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7457059314854421336/posts/default/1598559651731578274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fort'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring Break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. Augustine'/><title type='text'>St. Augustine With Nana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sf3Ogn1jIyI/AAAAAAAAB3c/5czLTBIhSyI/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(16).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sf3Ogn1jIyI/AAAAAAAAB3c/5czLTBIhSyI/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(16).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331644593721254690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The parking garage Nana and I parked in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;There was only ONE lane open so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;that's why the line to get in was so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sf3OgRGK1TI/AAAAAAAAB3U/vPQgM_GfpLU/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(19).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sf3OgRGK1TI/AAAAAAAAB3U/vPQgM_GfpLU/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(19).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331644587616949554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A cemetary we passed walking around St. Augustine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I had to take a picture because I just love cemetaries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Don't know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sf3NbevjecI/AAAAAAAAB3M/HNX-fNVNkXI/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(23).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sf3NbevjecI/AAAAAAAAB3M/HNX-fNVNkXI/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(23).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331643405869218242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The old fort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sf3NbPZnLxI/AAAAAAAAB3E/PeZdx46p6i8/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(27).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sf3NbPZnLxI/AAAAAAAAB3E/PeZdx46p6i8/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(27).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331643401750654738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I guess they were building &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;a new bridge over there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sf3HA1pjhqI/AAAAAAAAB28/3l-eS3JmFRM/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(28).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sf3HA1pjhqI/AAAAAAAAB28/3l-eS3JmFRM/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(28).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331636351091836578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Entrance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sf3HAhOt1RI/AAAAAAAAB20/1u-iKyJTGRc/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(29).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sf3HAhOt1RI/AAAAAAAAB20/1u-iKyJTGRc/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(29).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331636345610556690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Flag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sf3FghGJUHI/AAAAAAAAB2s/R_mX2nmm4yY/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(31).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sf3FghGJUHI/AAAAAAAAB2s/R_mX2nmm4yY/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(31).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331634696307167346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kids were playing on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;cannons which I guess isn't allowed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I'm not sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sf3FgaNp2OI/AAAAAAAAB2k/8x_drd52U_g/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(32).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/Sf3FgaNp2OI/AAAAAAAAB2k/8x_drd52U_g/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(32).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331634694459611362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wooden bridge into the fort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZ0kPaSnXI/AAAAAAAAB2c/rQe08i-tQmI/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(33).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZ0kPaSnXI/AAAAAAAAB2c/rQe08i-tQmI/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(33).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329575375000477042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;That's the small building you pay for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;tickets but we got in free that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;day because their computers broke down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZ0j7mVe0I/AAAAAAAAB2U/XEsOlA4wQR0/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(34).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZ0j7mVe0I/AAAAAAAAB2U/XEsOlA4wQR0/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(34).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329575369682287426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZ0jpSoBnI/AAAAAAAAB2M/eqX5Ml9RMp8/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(37).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZ0jpSoBnI/AAAAAAAAB2M/eqX5Ml9RMp8/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(37).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329575364767778418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Moat stone stairs that people aren't allowed on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Though they look pretty cool over there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZy_YKWdLI/AAAAAAAAB2E/eM3olh_npr4/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(38).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZy_YKWdLI/AAAAAAAAB2E/eM3olh_npr4/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(38).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329573642182751410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The courtyard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;No one's allowed on the grass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I think over there where it's taped off is the church room?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZy-buDH9I/AAAAAAAAB18/eagTAijaCZ0/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(39).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZy-buDH9I/AAAAAAAAB18/eagTAijaCZ0/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(39).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329573625957916626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZy-BOBGhI/AAAAAAAAB10/fPtFnTouLSM/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(41).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZy-BOBGhI/AAAAAAAAB10/fPtFnTouLSM/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(41).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329573618844244498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quarters where the soldiers sleeped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZyLbZptxI/AAAAAAAAB1s/7DXLTtVJPIs/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(42).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZyLbZptxI/AAAAAAAAB1s/7DXLTtVJPIs/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(42).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329572749699036946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Flags and other stuff?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZyLOw4GxI/AAAAAAAAB1k/UQATpRZgyEU/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(44).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZyLOw4GxI/AAAAAAAAB1k/UQATpRZgyEU/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(44).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329572746306788114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I think this is the rock &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the fort is made out of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZyK8erMTI/AAAAAAAAB1c/HW1of3I9HfY/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(46).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZyK8erMTI/AAAAAAAAB1c/HW1of3I9HfY/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(46).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329572741398606130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;About the "Royal Coat Of Arms".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZwspVJweI/AAAAAAAAB1U/C5zPUm5zKE4/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(47).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZwspVJweI/AAAAAAAAB1U/C5zPUm5zKE4/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(47).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329571121350689250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The coat of arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZwshaXUUI/AAAAAAAAB1M/sHDSAHcLX_U/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(51).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZwshaXUUI/AAAAAAAAB1M/sHDSAHcLX_U/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(51).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329571119225065794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Large wooden doors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZwsYbux1I/AAAAAAAAB1E/jMYchlaUEFY/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(53).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZwsYbux1I/AAAAAAAAB1E/jMYchlaUEFY/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(53).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329571116814878546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Stuff in cases. xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Can't remember what they are for. Sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZv4eN8wWI/AAAAAAAAB08/-1k3nNiefBY/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(60).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZv4eN8wWI/AAAAAAAAB08/-1k3nNiefBY/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(60).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329570225014489442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Storage room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZv4HZV6FI/AAAAAAAAB00/2799Z77i3I0/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(63).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZv4HZV6FI/AAAAAAAAB00/2799Z77i3I0/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(63).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329570218888259666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Small model of the fort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZv37sho8I/AAAAAAAAB0s/BLDmQERIplo/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(64).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZv37sho8I/AAAAAAAAB0s/BLDmQERIplo/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(64).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329570215747494850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;About the large canon that blew up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZuRkojG_I/AAAAAAAAB0k/nGHrDXvtY9I/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(65).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZuRkojG_I/AAAAAAAAB0k/nGHrDXvtY9I/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(65).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329568457210141682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The canon that blew up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZuRRRdcTI/AAAAAAAAB0c/0phiXVWSdsI/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(67).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZuRRRdcTI/AAAAAAAAB0c/0phiXVWSdsI/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(67).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329568452013027634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Weapons used back in the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZtNgoN2sI/AAAAAAAAB0U/1BQ9T3BHWyc/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(68).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZtNgoN2sI/AAAAAAAAB0U/1BQ9T3BHWyc/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(68).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329567287903902402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Room for powder magazine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZtNd3cGWI/AAAAAAAAB0M/u5kHFJaq8ss/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(69).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZtNd3cGWI/AAAAAAAAB0M/u5kHFJaq8ss/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(69).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329567287162444130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Coartyard from the other side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;You can see the stairs leeding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;up to the top of the fort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZtNLRs0II/AAAAAAAAB0E/_GYgv7__Ew4/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(70).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZtNLRs0II/AAAAAAAAB0E/_GYgv7__Ew4/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(70).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329567282172317826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Room where the soldiers slept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;They would sleep four to a bunk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Two on the bottom and two on the top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZoj-MWaYI/AAAAAAAABz8/ucRiMoehA2Q/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(72).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZoj-MWaYI/AAAAAAAABz8/ucRiMoehA2Q/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(72).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329562176239069570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;At the ends of the beds is where they kept &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;their belongings and weapons if you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;can see the notches in the frames.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZojoeyuOI/AAAAAAAABz0/wy3svYZoN0A/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(75).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZojoeyuOI/AAAAAAAABz0/wy3svYZoN0A/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(75).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329562170410842338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fort Mose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZojtr4vWI/AAAAAAAABzs/pkkL1a72Je0/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(76).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZojtr4vWI/AAAAAAAABzs/pkkL1a72Je0/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(76).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329562171807939938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Large wheeled canon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Can't remember what room it was in though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZnIS3SR_I/AAAAAAAABzk/RBNNODL4fxk/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(77).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZnIS3SR_I/AAAAAAAABzk/RBNNODL4fxk/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(77).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329560601239898098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I think these were like ammo or something like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;soldiers used.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZnICNzugI/AAAAAAAABzc/fxgPuuAdHxk/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(82).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZnICNzugI/AAAAAAAABzc/fxgPuuAdHxk/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(82).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329560596770961922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Barred window out to the courtyard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZnIEA3UJI/AAAAAAAABzU/KFB6SUYetek/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(87).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZnIEA3UJI/AAAAAAAABzU/KFB6SUYetek/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(87).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329560597253542034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Writing on the wall probably by soldiers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZkzsLthAI/AAAAAAAABzM/F3K7EFT79Yw/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(90).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZkzsLthAI/AAAAAAAABzM/F3K7EFT79Yw/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(90).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329558048235947010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZkyuycJnI/AAAAAAAABzE/rSVhESx2Z1I/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(91).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZkyuycJnI/AAAAAAAABzE/rSVhESx2Z1I/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(91).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329558031755388530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;A hole in the wall of the fort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;You can see shells in there I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZjOzo9fZI/AAAAAAAABy8/QeMe8wFQQU4/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(93).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZjOzo9fZI/AAAAAAAABy8/QeMe8wFQQU4/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(93).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329556315070889362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Small warm enclosed room for storage I think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZhHcNjYfI/AAAAAAAABy0/vi18vSLNJ4E/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(94).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZhHcNjYfI/AAAAAAAABy0/vi18vSLNJ4E/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(94).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329553989499576818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The door we had to come through to get to this room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZhHLSYZ3I/AAAAAAAABys/GQu7JRhCmnM/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(96).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZhHLSYZ3I/AAAAAAAABys/GQu7JRhCmnM/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(96).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329553984956426098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I think maybe this was the eating area?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I'm not really sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZhGw9zpiI/AAAAAAAAByk/lDUZ1XOqbOY/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(97).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZhGw9zpiI/AAAAAAAAByk/lDUZ1XOqbOY/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(97).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329553977890809378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Stairs up to the top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZgCZ-00XI/AAAAAAAAByc/eTKGLfIjml8/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(98).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZgCZ-00XI/AAAAAAAAByc/eTKGLfIjml8/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(98).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329552803489960306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Courtyard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Somewhere over there to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the left is where we came in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZgCM3cqQI/AAAAAAAAByU/uTC_kQ4GqDE/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(99).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZgCM3cqQI/AAAAAAAAByU/uTC_kQ4GqDE/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(99).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329552799969356034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The Neccessary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZgB3QX6NI/AAAAAAAAByM/cbwUqQ7457E/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(100).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZgB3QX6NI/AAAAAAAAByM/cbwUqQ7457E/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(100).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329552794168322258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bathrooms. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZeXlWP-YI/AAAAAAAAByE/hRdoIvyEf4g/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(104).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZeXlWP-YI/AAAAAAAAByE/hRdoIvyEf4g/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(104).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329550968294996354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Stairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZeXRKJ4uI/AAAAAAAABx8/7ChY8Sfoegg/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(105).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZeXRKJ4uI/AAAAAAAABx8/7ChY8Sfoegg/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(105).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329550962875556578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Danger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZctaZfhVI/AAAAAAAABx0/CXT0lJubf6o/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(107).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZctaZfhVI/AAAAAAAABx0/CXT0lJubf6o/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(107).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329549144289674578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Going up the stairs looking down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZctAExUdI/AAAAAAAABxs/-VuIbTx5tdk/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(108).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZctAExUdI/AAAAAAAABxs/-VuIbTx5tdk/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(108).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329549137223438802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Two long canons up on the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZb4EzcLNI/AAAAAAAABxk/dqPQhqWvqqo/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(110).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZb4EzcLNI/AAAAAAAABxk/dqPQhqWvqqo/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(110).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329548227959860434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;More canons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZb3wJM7aI/AAAAAAAABxc/gfQ9cQTatlg/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(114).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZb3wJM7aI/AAAAAAAABxc/gfQ9cQTatlg/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(114).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329548222413991330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Long canons up close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZaVcYVn3I/AAAAAAAABxU/RJNVIOINmhM/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(117).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZaVcYVn3I/AAAAAAAABxU/RJNVIOINmhM/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(117).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329546533481586546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is I think where they would ring a bell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Just can't remember what for though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I think if they saw the enemy or something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZaVLOiFGI/AAAAAAAABxM/mxQkXzK9FaM/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(118).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZaVLOiFGI/AAAAAAAABxM/mxQkXzK9FaM/s200/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(118).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329546528877057122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Rolling canons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nizDr0isUQ/SfZaU5nm6jI/AAAAAAAABxE/ixF2D_HfkNQ/s1600-h/4-7-09+St.+Augustine+(119).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer
