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	<title>STRAWBERRY YOGURT</title>
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	<description>or creamsavers....</description>
	<pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2007 17:05:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>how vivian, sarah, and I die in a horrible tragic hot air balloon/killer whale accident Part IV</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2007 17:05:42 +0000</pubDate>
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Hey look a box. Oh I dropped by chocolate muffin all over my feet. Oh well. Oops, I stepped on an ant hill and there thousands of ants crawling up my feeet and now my legs&#8230;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Hay I just sounded like a dying cat chewing on a screw driver getting run over by a snowplow.


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Hey look a box. Oh I dropped by chocolate muffin all over my feet. Oh well. Oops, I stepped on an ant hill and there thousands of ants crawling up my feeet and now my legs&#8230;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Hay I just sounded like a dying cat chewing on a screw driver getting run over by a snowplow.
</p>
<p>
&quot;A Pink Snowplow.&quot; Hey an echo! &quot;Echo!&quot; the echo said.
</p>
<p>
&quot;Echo!&quot;I said. Hey why am I repeated the echo. That&#39;s so cool! It&#39;s like I&#39;m the echo of some retard stuck in a box. 
</p>
<p>
&quot;Helloooo!&quot; the echo said.
</p>
<p>
&quot;Hellooooo!&quot; This is fun.
</p>
<p>
&quot;Emily!&quot; The thing i&#39;m echoing know my name!
</p>
<p>
&quot;Emily!&quot; I said
</p>
<p>
&quot;Emil-AGH! Earthquake!&quot;
</p>
<p>
&quot;Emil-AGH! Earthquake!&quot; Earthquake? EARTHQUAKE!!! I don&#39;t feel anything. Hey some weird person is climbing out of the box.
</p>
<p>
&quot;Vivian! Guess what! Ants started crawling up my legs so I screamed and then I thought I sounded like a dying cat chewing on a screw driver getting run over by a snowplow.Then I said A pink snowplow and something else said that too! Then it said something then I would echo it! It was really cool!&quot; 
</p>
<p>
&quot;Cool! Let&#39;s go back to the balloon now, I fixed it!&quot; I ran over to the balloon.
</p>
<p>
AN HOUR LATER
</p>
<p>
We&#39;re finally up in the air! I knew I could fix it! And they say Sarah&#39;s the smart one! &#8230;I&#39;m hungry.
</p>
<p>
&quot;I&#39;m Hungry!&quot; Where&#39;s the food? Huh! Melvin&#39;s eating it!
</p>
<p>
&quot;HEY! MELVIN, QUIT EATING OUR FOOD!&quot; I leaned over the side and of course vivian and sarah had to see what was going on so they leaned over too. Hey the balloon&#39;s tipping. Oh&#8230;.AHHHHHHH!
</p>
<p>
 <strong>ll</strong> Pause 
</p>
<p>
<strong>&lt;&lt;|</strong> Rewind
</p>
<p>
&quot;OKAY MELVIN GO AHEAD AND EAT OUR FOOD!&quot;
</p>
<p>
15 HOURS LATER
</p>
<p>
&quot;Now I&#39;m really hungry.&quot;
</p>
<p>
&quot;That looks like greece down there.&quot; Sarah said.
</p>
<p>
&quot;Let&#39;s get pizza!&quot; 
</p>
<p>
&quot;OKAY!&quot;
</p>
<p>
An HOUR LATER
</p>
<p>
There&#39;s a restaraunt! It&#39;s so pretty! Hey look they even have a drummer!
</p>
<p>
&quot;Okay let&#39;s sit here.&quot;
</p>
<p>
&quot;I want a Green peppers, tomatos, carrots, lettuce, cabbage, with a glass of fruit punch.&quot; 
</p>
<p>
This pizza is really good.
</p>
<p>
&quot;Wow! this pizza is really GREECE-Y!&quot; Wow vivan is such a dork.
</p>
<p>
*cricket* *cricket*
</p>
<p>
&quot;*cough* AHEM!&quot;&quot;
</p>
<p>
The drummer woke up and said &quot;Oh, Right!&quot;
</p>
<p>
Duhdun, tshe.*cricket*
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		<title>Disturbia</title>
		<link>http://rockinwithacdc12.learnerblogs.org/2007/04/19/disturbia/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Apr 2007 01:15:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Over the weekend Vivian, Sarah, Hana, Claire, and I went to see Disturbia (which was a very good movie). We got are snacks then Sarah had to return her skittles because there are animal products in it so Vivian spent five minutes explain to the lady at the counter what a veagan is then the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Over the weekend Vivian, Sarah, Hana, Claire, and I went to see Disturbia (which was a very good movie). We got are snacks then Sarah had to return her skittles because there are animal products in it so Vivian spent five minutes explain to the lady at the counter what a veagan is then the lady tells the manager she&#8217;s allergic to something in this thing. So after all that was over we went into the theater and sat in the front row with the bar so we could put our feet up. The movie started all happy (I won&#8217;t give away anything) then it got all sad then happy then Vivian screams really&#8230;really loud scaring everyone in the movie theater. It wasn&#8217;t really scary. There Just some parts where you jump (or scream) and yeah. Anyway I recommend this movie. </p>
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		<title>How Vivian, Sarah, and I die in a horrible tragic hot air balloon/killer whale accident Part III</title>
		<link>http://rockinwithacdc12.learnerblogs.org/2007/04/10/how-vivian-sarah-and-i-die-in-a-horrible-tragic-hot-air-balloonkiller-whale-accident-part-iii/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Apr 2007 17:06:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[jeez, what&#8217;s that screechy sound?
&#8220;Maybe it&#8217;s a bird!&#8221;
&#8220;Maybe it&#8217;s a plane!&#8221;
&#8220;Oh, it just sarah.&#8221;
Hmm&#8230;I don&#8217;t know why but moving that rock sounds smart.
&#8220;Vivian, I tihnk we should move that really pointy rock that sarah is just about to fall on and die because it&#8217;s going to poke her right there in the heart.&#8221;
That Lemonade was [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>jeez, what&#8217;s that screechy sound?</p>
<p>&#8220;Maybe it&#8217;s a bird!&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Maybe it&#8217;s a plane!&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Oh, it just sarah.&#8221;</p>
<p>Hmm&#8230;I don&#8217;t know why but moving that rock sounds smart.</p>
<p>&#8220;Vivian, I tihnk we should move that really pointy rock that sarah is just about to fall on and die because it&#8217;s going to poke her right there in the heart.&#8221;</p>
<p>That Lemonade was good, so was that blueberry muffin. Did vivian say something. Oh well I just nod my head and hopefully she&#8217;ll think I&#8217;m listening. Wow, sarah is really slow at falling. It&#8217;s like she&#8217;s in slow motion. Like in the movies when the building is about to blow up and the hero people are running away in slow motion which doesn&#8217;t really make sense since the building is about to explode and running away fast is smarter.</p>
<p>&#8220;Sarah can you fall a little more over there cause there&#8217;s this big rock over here.&#8221;</p>
<p>What is vivian talking about it would be a lot more logical to move the ground.</p>
<p>&#8220;Oh yeah! Like I can change where I fall jeez, vivian! You&#8217;re such a retard!&#8221; </p>
<p>&#8220;Hey it&#8217;s your fault your falling&#8230;..&#8221;</p>
<p>I&#8217;m hungry. My shoes are dirty too. I should clean them. I wonder if you can but shoes in the washing machine and if they shrink in the dryer.  Oh no! I put my brother&#8217;s favorite shirt in the dryer!</p>
<p>&#8220;It&#8217;s all My Fault!&#8221; How could I be so stupid!</p>
<p>What&#8217;s Vivian talking about. Did she just say I look stupid! I going to get my hockey stick so I can beat her up. Where&#8217;s the car? Oh right we parked by the balloon hut! There it is. Hockey stick..hockey stick&#8230;Oh here It is!</p>
<p>&#8220;Fight For The puck&#8217;s rights!!!&#8221;</p>
<p>What the heck? Wow those people look really mad and what&#8217;s with the pitchforks, torches, and guns&#8230;. </p>
<p>&#8220;Who are you?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;We are the AOPFFTPR!&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;What?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;The Alliance of people fighting for the pucks rights!&#8221;</p>
<p>Oh, hi! So what brings you over here.</p>
<p>&#8220;We are going to kill!&#8221;</p>
<p>Kill, oh that&#8217;s nice! Wait&#8230;WHAT!</p>
<p>&#8220;Kill it!&#8221;</p>
<p>But, but, but. Hey they took my hockey stick! Hey now they&#8217;re breaking it! That cost 10 dollars!</p>
<p>&#8220;Hey come back here! You owe me ten dollars!&#8221;</p>
<p>Oh fine! Maybe I have another one. Well I have a croquet stick. Oh well it&#8217;ll do.</p>
<p>&#8220;VIVIAN!&#8221;</p>
<p>Hey where did vivian go?</p>
<p>&#8220;If your looking for vivian she left.&#8221;</p>
<p>Oh, darn. Okay well Since I need to calm down. I&#8217;ll beat sarah up. </p>
<p>&#8220;SARAH! FEEL MY RAGE!&#8221; Hey she stopped in midair right before she hit the ground. Wow this is really illogical but who cares. This is fun! It&#8217;s like hitting a pinata but instead of candy, blood is coming out. Here I&#8217;ll hit her over there a little more so she doesn&#8217;t fall on the rock. See I saved you! That fall looked painful though.</p>
<p>&#8220;Hey where&#8217;s Vivian?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;I&#8217;m looking for her then. BYE!&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;NO I AM!&#8221; ouch, why&#8217;d she tackle me?</p>
<p>Jeez she&#8217;s cranky.  I guess I&#8217;ll fix the hole. What can I fix it with? Let&#8217;s see what I have. Staples, Shoelaces, and Duck tape.  Well Duck tape will work! It can fix anything! Put some there&#8230;put some there&#8230;okay FIXED!</p>
<p>I going to get a chocolate muffin now.  </p>
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		<title>How Vivian, Sarah, and I die in a horrible tragic hot air balloon/killer whale accident Part II</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2007 17:02:06 +0000</pubDate>
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&#34;I&#39;m Sorry!&#34; Gosh I don&#39;t even know what I did. I don&#39;t remember
Vivian saying anything at all about fixing the hole. Hey where did
Sarah go.
&#34;Help!&#34; What wrong now. 
Man, there goes Vivian again blabbing about something. can&#39;t she see
Sarah is stuck under the balloon . It looks like she&#39;s going to have a
cardiac arrest. 
&#34;EMILY! [...]]]></description>
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&quot;I&#39;m Sorry!&quot; Gosh I don&#39;t even know what I did. I don&#39;t remember<br />
Vivian saying anything at all about fixing the hole. Hey where did<br />
Sarah go.<br />
&quot;Help!&quot; What wrong now. <br />
Man, there goes Vivian again blabbing about something. can&#39;t she see<br />
Sarah is stuck under the balloon . It looks like she&#39;s going to have a<br />
cardiac arrest. <br />
&quot;EMILY! I can&#39;t ride in a balloon with you!&quot; <br />
What that&#39;s not fair! why doesn&#39;t she just shush up cause it was not my fault!<br />
Well anyhoo, right sarah. She probably broken a couple ribs by now. <br />
&quot;Sarah I&#39;m coming!&quot; Hmm Sarah looks la little lifeless there. I wonder if she&#39;s<br />
sleeping.  Jeez she&#39;s really stuck under here.  Okay I gonna<br />
pull  and you push with your feet. Whoo hoo! We&#39;re getting<br />
somewhere! The balloon moved! Whoa sarah is really trying to get out.<br />
It must be highly uncomfertable under there. Hey Vivian is coming over.<br />
Okay well I&#39;ll just leave it to them. I think I&#39;ll get a lemonade. 
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<p>
<br />
Hmm lemonade stand&#8230;nope don&#39;t see one anywhere. Oh come on<br />
there must be a lemonade stand somewhere. I mean a balloon hut is a<br />
great place for business. Hey look a starbucks! Hmm&#8230;I wanted a<br />
lemonade but that blueberry muffin looks really good too. I have 5<br />
dollars but it&#39;s to pay Sarah back. I guess I could buy both and just<br />
make up an excuse. okay so&#8230;.
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<p>
<em>It was a dark and stormy day. I<br />
was just walking to find a 25 cents lemonade stand when I saw a<br />
burglary taking place at the bank. I go in to help but men with guns<br />
come out and aim for my head. They tell me to get down and I do as<br />
they&#39;re told hoping not to get shot. They say give me all your money,<br />
but I disobey them. They then punch me knocking me out cold. i wake up<br />
2 minutes later with no injuries because I heal fast&#8230;ya&#8230;okay then I<br />
look in my pocket and Sarah&#39;s five dollars are gone&#8230;but a blueberry<br />
muffin and lemonade mysteriously appeared by me&#8230;<br />
</em>
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<p>
Pefect! Okay well I&#39;ll just go find Vivian and Sarah. Maybe they&#39;re in the ski store over there.
</p>
<p>
&quot;VIVIAN!&quot; What a creepy dude over there. Oh well. Vivian is making a weird face. Maybe she walked in here, screamed my name, thought the dude was creepy, thought I was dead but then I walked in and now I&#39;m thinking of why she has a weird face. Nah.
</p>
<p>
&quot;Emily, I thought you were Dead!&quot;
</p>
<p>
I was right!!! Why she asking questions. Isn&#39;t it obvious that I&#39;m talking about the weird face she made because she thought I was dead.
</p>
<p>
&quot;What weird Face&quot;
</p>
<p>
&quot;Your weird face!&quot; Oh gosh, that probably didn&#39;t come out right. Hey why is she insulting me now? Meanie? That&#39;s a great comeback.
</p>
<p>
&quot;Let&#39;s just go back to the balloon.&quot;
</p>
<p>
I wonder if she got Sarah out. Oh well.
</p>
<p>
Where&#39;s Sarah? Why is she asking me I don&#39;t know.
</p>
<p>
&quot;Maybe she&#39;s&#8230;&quot;
</p>
<p>
&quot;Dun&#8230;dun&#8230;dun&#8230;AHHHHHH!!!&quot; </p>
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		<title>How Sarah, Vivian, and I Died in a horrible tragic hot air balloon/killer whale accident PART I</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Mar 2007 16:24:00 +0000</pubDate>
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Vivian, Sarah, and I saw a news report (while eating my honey nut cherrios in our dorm at Stanford) on starving children in South Africa and decided to go over there and help. I thought we should water ski over there but no. I mean who doesn&#39;t like to water ski? Vivian being crazy over [...]]]></description>
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Vivian, Sarah, and I saw a news report (while eating my honey nut cherrios in our dorm at Stanford) on starving children in South Africa and decided to go over there and help. I thought we should water ski over there but no. I mean who doesn&#39;t like to water ski? Vivian being crazy over there said we should walk. Yeah, I&#39;ll just get my floating shoes. Then Sarah suggested we should be thieves. Yeah, that be great going to jail at 19. Crazy people. After fighting over it for 5 hours we decided to take a hot air balloon. It was my idea. I don&#39;t what Sarah and Vivian are talking about it was most definitly my idea. Remember they&#39;re crazy.
</p>
<p>
We walked to Melvin&#39;s Hot Air Balloon Hut. (Waht a weird name. Poor kid.) Melvin said there is a 65% chance we won&#39;t die. Vivian has to start staying awake in math. A 25% chance, please. It&#39;s obvious it&#39;s a 45% chance. I mean I am the smart one. <br />
&quot;It&#39;s actually a 35% chance.&quot; Sarah said with her little smart mouth. Grrr&#8230;Why is she always right! I mean she must be a super genius or something.
</p>
<p>
In the end we brought the with courage the cowardly dog on it! Go Courage! He is the best! We were outside and ready to fly. Sarah carried all the food into the balloon. Vivian and I supervised. Vivian with her amazing supervising skills noticed a hole in the balloon. Sarah said it was no big deal. She said something about the velocity * distance blah blah blah. Well I kinda dozed off after that but then Vivian woke me up with a kick in the butt. Literally.
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<p>
So we were in the sky then Vivian start to sing <em>I believe I can Fly</em> and Sarah was controling the heat&#8230;then we went down. Darn. Then Vivian starts shouting at me about something. I don&#39;t exactly know what she was saying  . It was something about this is my fault&#8230;and I was suppose to fix the hole or something. I don&#39;t know. Why would I be listening to her. Besides I don&#39;t even think it&#39;s that important. Well now what?</p>
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		<title>5 back up plans</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 15 Mar 2007 17:04:51 +0000</pubDate>
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So apparently there are so many other ways I could die before my king
soopers shooting. I might get cardiac arrest or trip. There are many
people who die everyday from tripping. So, the king soopers shooting
might be the way I want to die but it might not happen. It would be
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So apparently there are so many other ways I could die before my king<br />
soopers shooting. I might get cardiac arrest or trip. There are many<br />
people who die everyday from tripping. So, the king soopers shooting<br />
might be the way I want to die but it might not happen. It would be<br />
very upsetting if I died in a very boring way. So I have many back up<br />
plans.
</p>
<p>
1. I could die in a tragic skydiving accident in the air force<br />
2. A bomb could be inplanted into my old timer burger and two hours later I could explode because my evil rival was mad.<br />
3. I could save a girl from being hit by a bus then get hit by the bus myself<br />
4.<br />
I could be riding a hot air ballon when it malfunctions and flys off<br />
then I am stranded in the middle of the ocean the eaten alive by killer<br />
whales.<br />
5. I could fall into a volcano (In a giant explosion)
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<p>
Basically I don&#39;t want the &quot;She died peacefully in her sleep.&quot; I<br />
want my life to end in an exciting way and I want it to be because I<br />
was trying to help someone or something else.
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		<title>FLP and Special Attention</title>
		<link>http://rockinwithacdc12.learnerblogs.org/2007/02/28/flp-and-special-attention/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Feb 2007 17:57:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This morning on the radio I heard this lady sharing her story. She was a nurse in this hospital in flordia 18 years ago and there was this baby that had a disorder. FLP (Funny-Looking Person). I remember thinking to myself what kind of diease is that. I couldn&#8217;t imagine this women going to this [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This morning on the radio I heard this lady sharing her story. She was a nurse in this hospital in flordia 18 years ago and there was this baby that had a disorder. FLP (Funny-Looking Person). I remember thinking to myself what kind of diease is that. I couldn&#8217;t imagine this women going to this baby&#8217;s parents and telling them, &#8220;I&#8217;m terribly sorry but your baby is ugly.&#8221; This women doesn&#8217;t know if this disorder still exist. I hope not.</p>
<p>The other story a heard was about a student teacher in colorado. He was anonymous, probably because he didn&#8217;t want his students to kill him. He said he was a student teacher at a high school and he gave his ugly students a little more attention to make them feel better about themself. He said he was ugly when he was little then he grew into it. Then he also said his mom and his son were ugly too. So next year beware of a teacher who gives you extra attention. He could just think your an amazing student or he could think you hideous.</p>
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		<title>Google Video</title>
		<link>http://rockinwithacdc12.learnerblogs.org/2007/02/20/google-video/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Feb 2007 03:07:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Okay so there is this middle school in this evil district that banned google videos. So now all these kids in discovery are upset because they like google video because it makes class funner instead of another class to get some extra sleep.
They all decided they would start a protest. No one had any idea [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Okay so there is this middle school in this evil district that banned google videos. So now all these kids in discovery are upset because they like google video because it makes class funner instead of another class to get some extra sleep.</p>
<p>They all decided they would start a protest. No one had any idea what to do though. Finally someone recommened they sing a song about unfair banning on the school roof. It was gonna be tough but it was a good idea. First they would have to come up with a plan to get to the roof and how to get an audience.</p>
<p>PLAN<br />
FAKE FIREDRILL<br />
Step 1: Kid 1 goes and opens the firedrill case without stopping and quietly&#8230;<br />
Step 2: Kid 2 Pulls the Handle and runs away really fast, queitly&#8230;<br />
Step 3: As Everyone is exiting people involved go to the tech ed room and start gathering the instruments they hid.<br />
Step 4: They make sure no one is watching and bring the instruments up to the roof. 2 kids are dressed up as custodians to distract anyone coming towards the tech room.<br />
Step 5: Band Start to play. Rest of the kids sing the song<br />
~Hopefully the school will alert the district</p>
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		<title>5 Easy Things You Can Do to Save a Life</title>
		<link>http://rockinwithacdc12.learnerblogs.org/2007/02/14/5-easy-things-you-can-do-to-save-a-life/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 15 Feb 2007 01:58:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[[youtube]Ee1TkygONOk[/youtube]
~  Become a secret agent and stop evil criminals in their quest to take over the world.
~  Go to medical school for eight years and perform open heart surgery once every doctor in the area has mysteriously passes out.
~  Get super powers and go save the town from mass destruction.
~  Donate a kidney
~  Or you [...]]]></description>
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<p>~  Become a secret agent and stop evil criminals in their quest to take over the world.</p>
<p>~  Go to medical school for eight years and perform open heart surgery once every doctor in the area has mysteriously passes out.</p>
<p>~  Get super powers and go save the town from mass destruction.<br />
~  Donate a kidney<br />
~  Or you could just say hi to everyone and give a nice smile. (It could save their life)</p>
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		<title>Far Away</title>
		<link>http://rockinwithacdc12.learnerblogs.org/2007/02/12/far-away/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Feb 2007 15:40:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I love you,
I loved you all along,
And I miss you,
Been far away for far to long,
~ Nickelback FAR AWAY 
It&#8217;s so sad when somebody is in total love with somebody else and this person doesn&#8217;t even know. Then it never happens and you wasted your life thinking of what could have been when it just [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love you,</p>
<p>I loved you all along,</p>
<p>And I miss you,</p>
<p>Been far away for far to long,</p>
<p>~ Nickelback <b>FAR AWAY </b></p>
<p>It&#8217;s so sad when somebody is in total love with somebody else and this person doesn&#8217;t even know. Then it never happens and you wasted your life thinking of what could have been when it just took the simple words&#8230;</p>
<p>I love you.</p>
<p>Okay anyway this is the story of Katrina Lovebird.<br />
She was in love with this boy named Henry Hartman. Since the second grade! Sure Henry knew Kat existed, but he never knew her true feelings. Okay so now they were moving on to the 11th grade and yes she is STILL in love with him. So she gaining up the strength to tell him. Then he dies tragically in a power plant explosion when he was visiting his grandma in london. Kat couldn&#8217;t believe what she was hearing monday morning. How could her true love die the day before she was telling him.</p>
<p><b>Okay so that is what could happen if you don&#8217;t tell the person you like them.</b></p>
<p>Katrina is in the second grade. She can&#8217;t take her eyes off little henry. So she went up to him and said I like you.</p>
<p>And he said okay so you want to be my girlfriend?</p>
<p>Okay.</p>
<p>So Kat and henry started dating and broke up in the sixth grade. No chemistry was left. Then she met Davy and they started dating and got married and died happily together.</p>
<p><b>That is what could happen if you told them.</b></p>
<p>So kat 1 who never told henry she liked him died alone. She did met Davy but she didn&#8217;t ask him out because she couldn&#8217;t stop thinking about her dead love.</p>
<p>Kat 2 died happily with her husband Davy.</p>
<p>This probably won&#8217;t happen to you but my point is go for it if you like someone.    they&#8217;re not gonna die, though (most likely).</p>
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		<title>I can PROVE IT!</title>
		<link>http://rockinwithacdc12.learnerblogs.org/2007/02/06/i-can-prove-it/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 06 Feb 2007 17:04:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Okay, so I know that I&#8217;ve only gotten an A in L.A. like once or twice. But I learn a lot more than you think. A grade is a letter that will be forgotten by the time you get another grade, but something you learn will stick with you a lot longer. In Math for [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Okay, so I know that I&#8217;ve only gotten an A in L.A. like once or twice. But I learn a lot more than you think. A grade is a letter that will be forgotten by the time you get another grade, but something you learn will stick with you a lot longer. In Math for example, I always get A&#8217;s but I forget what was going on 2 days later. Grades in math are test, that most people don&#8217;t study for, but in L.A. we have discussions that we laugh and think about so it sticks to our mind. We have become comfertable with everyone in our class. In math our only conversations are what is (x-2)(x+3)(x-4) and so on. How could we remember something so boring for so long. So even though I always get a B in L.A. I rather take that then an A in math anyday.</p>
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		<title>Raquetball (JERKS vs GOODY)</title>
		<link>http://rockinwithacdc12.learnerblogs.org/2007/01/31/raquetball-jerks-vs-goody/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Jan 2007 17:18:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[RAQUETBALL
Today at Jerk High School  -   3:15
Jerks Yellow Jackets       vs.        Goody Giraffes
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Alright Jerks, this is a big game. We win this we go to State. Let&#8217;s crush those goodys into the dirt. Hit as hard as you can make me proud. Now you all know you assignments?
&#8220;Yes Ma&#8217;am! Todd [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p align="center"><b>RAQUETBALL</b></p>
<p align="left">Today at Jerk High School  -   3:15</p>
<p align="left">Jerks Yellow Jackets       vs.        Goody Giraffes</p>
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<p align="left">Alright Jerks, this is a big game. We win this we go to State. Let&#8217;s crush those goodys into the dirt. Hit as hard as you can make me proud. Now you all know you assignments?<br />
&#8220;Yes Ma&#8217;am! Todd and I will steal all their supplies so they will have to use the bad Raquets. You know the ones that break after one blow.&#8221;<br />
Good Tammy! Marcy.<br />
&#8220;Yes, Madam I will destroy their lunch so they will be weak before the game.&#8221;<br />
Good and Brian the most important of them all&#8230;.<br />
&#8220;I&#8217;ll taunt and tease the Goodys so they are distracted.&#8221;<br />
Excellent&#8230;Alright 5 minutes till the plan is put to action. Brian you go help Marcy and Tammy, Todd, you know what to do.</p>
<p>Hello! Welcome to the Raquetball game between the yellow jackets&#8230;..and the Goody Giraffes! Listen to that crowd roar! This will truely be an exciting game. First on the Court from Jerks High School&#8230;Todd Taker! From Goody high school&#8230;.Annie Angel! Jerks will be the first to serve. Player take your position&#8230;.and began!</p>
<p align="left">&nbsp;</p>
<p align="left">Todd has served, Annie barely hit it, Todd takes an amazing blow, Annie is going for it, she takes her swing&#8230;..</p>
<p align="left">
<b>After the game</b></p>
<p align="left">&nbsp;</p>
<p align="left">On 7 news today, a peaceful game turned into a life or death situation. I&#8217;m Anchor women Sally Scoop. Today at Jerks High School Annie Angel was going for the ball during a Raquetball game. Apparently the Ball went right through the raquet and hit Annie right in the head. She is nnow in a Coma It still remains a mystery what and how happened.</p>
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		<title>JERKS(school for theives, bullies, and murderers)</title>
		<link>http://rockinwithacdc12.learnerblogs.org/2007/01/23/jerks/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Jan 2007 17:57:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Jerks. Calling all Jerks. Tammy the Theif, Brian the Bully, Marcy the murderer, Todd the Theif. Come down to the office please.
You have all sucessfully completed your missions, hopefully. Get in a line. Status Report! Tammy, always first in line. Let me guess. It went completly well.
&#8220;Yes Ma&#8217;am,  very well.  I stole a [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Jerks. Calling all Jerks. Tammy the Theif, Brian the Bully, Marcy the murderer, Todd the Theif. Come down to the office please.<br />
You have all sucessfully completed your missions, hopefully. Get in a line. Status Report! Tammy, always first in line. Let me guess. It went completly well.<br />
&#8220;Yes Ma&#8217;am,  very well.  I stole a pink cell phone  from the girls locker room at a local pool. Looks to be around 100 dollars.&#8221;<br />
Very good.<br />
&#8220;I also have been sending text messages taunting the girl. Brian taught me how.&#8221;<br />
Excellent Tammy. You get an A for today.<br />
NEXT!<br />
Ah, Marcy the Murderer! Please tell me you killed something besides a stuffed Animal today.<br />
&#8220;I&#8217;m sorry Madam, but I don&#8217;t have the heart to kill something alive.&#8221;<br />
Marcy, we never will ask you to kill an actual person, but please try to kill a plant at the least.<br />
&#8220;Yes, Madam.&#8221;<br />
You get a D for the day.<br />
NEXT! WHO&#8217;S NEXT!<br />
Todd the Theif! Todd the Theif! WHERE IS TODD THE THEIF! MARCY, WHERE IS TODD!<br />
&#8220;He down at the police station Madam, he tried to steal a car but the alarm went off, then when he tried to drive away from the cops and he crashed into a tree.&#8221;<br />
What!? How many times do I have to tell the boy you can&#8217;t steal a car if you don&#8217;t know how to drive. That is a Sophomore class. What an idiot. Alright who is next then.<br />
&#8220;I am Ma&#8217;am!&#8221;<br />
Brian, my star pupil! how was the taunting today?<br />
&#8220;Very good Ma&#8217;am, I made three people cry and I knocked down three lunch trays. I also Punched a teacher in the eye!&#8221;<br />
As usual, Excellent work! You get an A.<br />
&#8220;Thanks Ma&#8217;am, oh, and you look awfully fat in those jeans.&#8221;<br />
Don&#8217;t push it Brian.<br />
Alright. Is that it? Is that all four of you all?</p>
<p>Brian: Here<br />
Marcy: Here<br />
Tammy: Here<br />
Todd: Note- Get out of jail later<br />
Okay well, then. What time is it. My watch. Where is my watch. TAMMY!</p>
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		<title>Will This WEEK-END!</title>
		<link>http://rockinwithacdc12.learnerblogs.org/2007/01/16/will-this-week-end/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Jan 2007 17:20:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[FRIDAY 3:02 pm
My friends and I were on our way to my house to hang out and dance to Music Videos when the first incident happened. We took the shortcut because it was really cold. The River had frozen over and it was covered with snow. I attemped to get over ice and I thought [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><b>FRIDAY 3:02 pm</b><br />
My friends and I were on our way to my house to hang out and dance to Music Videos when the first incident happened. We took the shortcut because it was really cold.<b> </b>The River had frozen over and it was covered with snow. I attemped to get over ice and I thought it would be okay but then the ice cracked&#8230;.</p>
<p>You probably can guess what happened.</p>
<p><b>3:10</b></p>
<p>My leg was swelling so we had to get home fast. Then my shoe fell off. I couldn&#8217;t get it back on then because it was frozen. So, I continued my wonderful walk home.</p>
<p><b>SATURDAY 10:00</b></p>
<p>Okay so apparently when I fell through ice I lost my cell phone. I spent 3 hours digging up the trail trying to find my phone. No luck there.</p>
<p><b>SUNDAY 12:00</b></p>
<p>I get a cold</p>
<p><b>MONDAY 11:00</b></p>
<p>I go to the doctor for my sports physical. Then I get two shots. After that I go to the dentist and find out I have a chipped tooth.</p>
<p><b>AND THAT WAS MY WONDERFUL WEEKEND!</b></p>
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		<title>Personal Curriculum</title>
		<link>http://rockinwithacdc12.learnerblogs.org/2007/01/02/personal-curriculum/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Jan 2007 17:55:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[1. WRITING OF PHOTOGRAPHY
- I am going to make a picture out of smaller pictures and write a part of my story from each small picture then the big picture will be a picture of the main idea.
2. SCRIPT
-Write a Movie Script with 5 different genres or more if I can.

Mystery
Comedy
Romance
Fantasy
Action
Musical

3. READING
-I going to pick [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>1. WRITING OF PHOTOGRAPHY<br />
- I am going to make a picture out of smaller pictures and write a part of my story from each small picture then the big picture will be a picture of the main idea.</p>
<p>2. SCRIPT</p>
<p>-Write a Movie Script with 5 different genres or more if I can.</p>
<ul>
<li>Mystery</li>
<li>Comedy</li>
<li>Romance</li>
<li>Fantasy</li>
<li>Action</li>
<li>Musical</li>
</ul>
<p>3. READING</p>
<p>-I going to pick a book of any genre and replace the characters with people I actually know  so it&#8217;s more interesting and funny. I&#8217;ll explain why I chose a certain person to replace a certain character.</p>
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		<title>BERRY MERRY VERY CHERRY CHRISTMAS! The Carol</title>
		<link>http://rockinwithacdc12.learnerblogs.org/2006/12/12/berry-merry-very-cherry-christmas-the-carol/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 12 Dec 2006 18:05:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Verse 1
Have a Berry Merry Very Cherry Christmas,
Presents and Cookies Galore,
With everyone here, Spreading Cherry Cheer,
And Grandpa And Grandma brought more.
Verse 2
It&#8217;s a Berry Merry Very Cherry Christmas,
Bell are Jingling, toes are tingling,
Snow is Falling Slow,
It&#8217;s a Berry Merry Very Cherry Christmas, I know! 
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><font color="#990000">Verse 1</font></p>
<p><font color="#006600">Have a Berry Merry Very Cherry Christmas,<br />
<font color="#990000">Presents and Cookies Galore,</font><br />
With everyone here, Spreading Cherry Cheer,<br />
<font color="#990000">And Grandpa And Grandma brought more.<br />
</font>Verse 2<br />
<font color="#990000">It&#8217;s a Berry Merry Very Cherry Christmas,<br />
</font>Bell are Jingling, toes are tingling,<br />
<font color="#990000">Snow is Falling Slow,<br />
</font>It&#8217;s a Berry Merry Very Cherry Christmas, I know! </font></p>
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		<title>Death vs. Health : The Battle of Savily</title>
		<link>http://rockinwithacdc12.learnerblogs.org/2006/12/05/death-vs-health-the-battle-of-savily/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 06 Dec 2006 00:37:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Savily Finnler was diagnosed with Leukemia April 24, 1993.
Part I : The Invasion Begins
&#8220;White Blood cells ready! Make sure your stomachs are empty men! It seems we are being invaded by some unidentified germ!&#8221;
&#8220;Yes Sir, General Antibody Sir!&#8221;
&#8220;Its location is by the Femur: Right Leg! Begin the march!&#8221;
&#8220;Yes Sir!&#8221;
The March from the Fort in the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><b>Savily Finnler was diagnosed with Leukemia </b><b>April 24, 1993</b><b>.</b><br />
<b>Part I : The Invasion Begins</b><br />
&#8220;White Blood cells ready! Make sure your stomachs are empty men! It seems we are being invaded by some unidentified germ!&#8221;<br />
&#8220;Yes Sir, General Antibody Sir!&#8221;<br />
&#8220;Its location is by the Femur: Right Leg! Begin the march!&#8221;<br />
&#8220;Yes Sir!&#8221;<br />
The March from the Fort in the Center of heart to the Femur in the right leg began. The white blood cell Army Bravely marched to the femur with their heads up high and their mind filled with determination. They weren&#8217;t going to let their home of Savily Perish. They rode their ship down the blood vessels and up ahead they spotted the most disgusting looking germs. The General took his Megaphone and began to speak.<br />
&#8220;Surrender or we will be forced to attack!&#8221;<br />
&#8220;Never! Savily shall be ours!&#8221;<br />
&#8220;Very Well! Men, CHARGE!&#8221;<br />
The White Coats did as they were told. They began eating up the unknown germ, killing them off quickly. Biting out their stomachs as plasma flew everywhere. Germs screaming in pain as their insides were being ripped out. The white blood cells were being brutal and didn&#8217;t give one bit of mercy. When the battle was over the white Blood cells had kill off all the germs but 1. One.<br />
The Next day the skin cells investigated the crime scene. They analyzed the substance left behind from the germs. At the end of the day they finally came to a conclusion. The germs were indeed leukemia. Savily was in grave danger.</p>
<p><b>Part II: Bump in the skin</b><b><br />
</b>The cancer had not been found for about 8 months now, but on Thursday Morning Walter the white blood cell was taking a stroll through the muscle in the left arm when he spotted what seems to be another civilization. He went to check it out but quickly realized it was a bunch of Luekemias. With great speed he hid behind a vein and watched and couldn&#8217;t look away. The Leukemia was spreading creating a giant bump in the skin. Above he could hear little skin cell children as the stretched beyond their limit. Walter finally came out of his trance after looking at the leukemia multiply into thousands. It would be millions soon if he did not tell the White blood cell army. He got up and took the shortcut. He slipped into the artery that led right to fort heart. Once he got there he ran towards general Antibody. &#8220;General Antibody Sir, the luekemia..it&#8217;s spreading, multiplying, Sir!&#8221;<br />
&#8220;Where! We must attack at once!&#8221;<br />
&#8220;Left Arm muscle 3 inches away from the wrist, Sir!&#8221;<br />
&#8220;Alright! Let&#8217;s move men! Come on we got germs to tear, eat, and KILL!&#8221;<br />
&#8220;Yes Sir!&#8221;<br />
They moved towards the bump and were armed and ready. Each white blood cell ready and willing to sacrifice itself for the cells of Savily and Savily herself. They came up muscle hill and General Antibody once again grabbed his megaphone.<br />
<b>Part III: The </b><br />
<b>Battle</b><b> of Muscle Hill</b><b><br />
</b>&#8220;Leave Savily or fight to the death!&#8221;<br />
&#8220;We will not leave Savily until she has Perished!&#8221;<br />
&#8220;We are giving you one more chance. Leave or Die!&#8221;<br />
&#8220;We will not leave nor die!&#8221;<br />
&#8220;You have forced us to attack. Men you know what to do!&#8221;<br />
&#8220;Yes Sir, General, Sir!&#8221;<br />
The White blood cells charged. The leukemia was stronger than the last time they fought. The white blood cells killed off about 300 luekemias when the leukemia began to multiply again. Now there Army was 3x bigger than the White blood cell army. It was hopeless. The white blood cells wouldn&#8217;t give up though. They continue to eat, and tearing, shredding, and ripping the leukemia apart, but the leukemia was still to strong and the White blood cell army slowly disappeared. Soon only 10 white blood cells, general Antibody and Walter were left against at the least 2 thousand luekemias. They bravely ran towards the cancer knowing they were going to die and had let Savily down.<br />
<b>Savily Finnler died of leukemia </b><b>December 4, 1994</b></p>
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		<title>Missing!</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Nov 2006 17:23:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Missing!!!
My Ideas!
Went Missing After I couldn&#8217;t think of any. If found please call
(303) pop-corn
Or Email: littlemisspopcorn@popcorn.pop
Description:
Giant Cloud filled with Pizza, friends, family, confusion, basically everything besides what I&#8217;m thinking right now and POPCORN.
It does not contain POPCORN! Make sure if you find it it has nothing about POPCORN in it!
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><font color="#ff0000">Missing!!!</font></p>
<p><font color="#9900ff">My Ideas!</font></p>
<p><font color="#9900ff">Went Missing After I couldn&#8217;t think of any. If found please call</font></p>
<p><font color="#9900ff">(303) pop-corn</font></p>
<p><font color="#9900ff">Or Email: littlemisspopcorn@popcorn.pop</font></p>
<p><font color="#9900ff">Description:</font></p>
<p><font color="#9900ff">Giant Cloud filled with Pizza, friends, family, confusion, basically everything besides what I&#8217;m thinking right now and POPCORN.</font></p>
<p><font color="#9900ff">It does not contain POPCORN! Make sure if you find it it has nothing about POPCORN in it!</font></p>
<p><font color="#9900ff">If you don&#8217;t have a phone or computer come to Popcity, Nebraska. I live on 1234 Food ct.</font></p>
<p><font color="#9900ff">Just Ring the doorbell make sure to hold my ideas tight they tend to flow away.</font></p>
<p><font color="#9900ff">The door will open automatically to my ideas fluff. I&#8217;ll be inside watching the Food Network and eating popcorn. You won&#8217;t miss me.</font></p>
<p><font color="#ff0000">Thanks</font></p>
<p><font color="#ff9900">Miss. Popa  Cornel </font></p>
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		<title>Ellie and the Amazon (from Ellie [tries to] save the world!- 50,000 word Novel )</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ellie here to make the world a better place! First stop the amazon forest. The 500,000,000,000 longhorned beetles or Roundheaded tree Borers as I like to call the cute little bugs are going to be freeee!!!Yay!!! I wonder why they keep the poor animals away from the shade and the food trees provide. I mean [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><font color="#00cc00">Ellie here to make the world a better place! First stop the amazon forest. The 500,000,000,000 longhorned beetles or Roundheaded tree Borers as I like to call the cute little bugs are going to be freeee!!!Yay!!! I wonder why they keep the poor animals away from the shade and the food trees provide. I mean they have the word &#8220;tree&#8221; in their name. oh well thanks to me the animals in the rainforest will have new cutie wutie buddies and the tree borers will be happy camper</font></p>
<p><font color="#00cc00">Finally! Who new south america was so far awaay from Louisina. I mean I&#8217;ve already missed 2 days of school. Man&#8230; my mom gonna be mad. Oh well I&#8217;m sure my friends are saving my butt this very moment. Anyway, back to business&#8230;.</font></p>
<p><font color="#00cc00">[back at school]<br />
Rachel! Oh um she&#8217;s um sick&#8230;yeah with um &#8230;.uh&#8230; heteraphogro&#8230;.a cold! yeah that&#8217;s what I meant. I think I&#8217;m catching it..heh heh you know sore throat&#8230;..that&#8217;s why I&#8217;m saying um so much, to clear my throat!</font></p>
<p><font color="#00cc00">Ellie was later found in what WAS the Amazon forest&#8230;<br />
But She did stop the tree borers from going hungry. : - *</font></p>
<p><font color="#00cc00">Well the rainforest plan was a no go. Who knew they had &#8220;tree&#8221; in their name because they chewed holes through trees makin them snap..and uh&#8230;yeah , anyway they made me pay a 50 dollar fine for destroying half the rain forest. How unfair is that! Now I can&#8217;t buy cute things at the mall!!! Jeez, they should think about improving the justice system. They should let cute girls who were just trying to make the world a better place be free and keep all there money so they can buy the adorable pair of jeans they saw at Hollister. Hmph&#8230;</font></p>
<p><font color="#00cc00">Oh well I guess I&#8217;ll just have to try again. I have to prove my self worthy to mother nature you know. To the Sahara desert. Those poor wittle camels and cactuses need more water! </font></p>
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		<title>How I want to die</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 31 Oct 2006 17:15:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[1. It was just a normal day at king soopers. I was trying to decide between twinkies or nutty bars. Do I want the creamy white center or the peanut buttery goodness? Suddenly a giant explosion blows off the produce section. Little children cheering happily as the broccoli vanished in flames. Flying carrots came towards [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><font color="#0000ff">1. It was just a normal day at king soopers. I was trying to decide between twinkies or nutty bars. Do I want the creamy white center or the peanut buttery goodness? Suddenly a giant explosion blows off the produce section. Little children cheering happily as the broccoli vanished in flames. Flying carrots came towards me with great speed but luckly I was able to dodge them with my amazing matrix moves. The bad guys were on total conquest to destroy all healthy food. I thought to myself, &#8220;No! We&#8217;ll get fat and die from obesity!&#8221; The bad guys saw me trying to save the WHEAT bread. They ran towards me so I took off. The exit was so close. The children would be able to get there daily carbs. I jumped over the rows of carts. But then the bad guys caught me and threw me into a bag. Man&#8230;.</font></p>
<p><font color="#0000ff">Later on they hold me hostage for 1000 dollars towards my family. Then they decide they don&#8217;t want money so they go to a public swimming pool and throw me in while threatening everyone to get out. Since I&#8217;m tied up and I can&#8217;t move or swim I lay there at the bottom of the pool drowning slowly. So they think it&#8217;s to cruel and shoot me in the head. Then my body is found later in the play place at chucke cheeses. My funeral is a party and everyone is required to wear orange. Once the party is done, they throw my body over a bridge.<br />
2. Or I could die in a skydiving accident&#8230;&#8230; </font></p>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 31 Oct 2006 16:51:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I heard the doorbell ring. Doorbell ditchers. During the winter? Well I least I got to see the outside. I haven&#8217;t been out of the house for a while. It was cold but I felt a rush of heat on my left side. The beauty sent tickles up and down my body. The two trees [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><font color="#ff00cc"><a href="http://bazookabubblegum.learnerblogs.org/2006/10/12/let-them-eat-cake/">I heard the doorbell ring.</a> Doorbell ditchers. During the winter? Well I least I got to see the outside. I haven&#8217;t been out of the house for a while. It was cold but <a href="http://ismellpretzels.learnerblogs.org/2006/09/22/fruity-shampoo/">I felt a rush of heat on my left side</a>. The beauty sent tickles up and down my body. <a href="http://acdcrocks10.learnerblogs.org/2006/10/10/two-trees/">The two trees stood alone. Silent in the snow</a>&#8230; It reminded me of the poem I read a couple of days ago. It made me feel like I could move on. My husband had just died and it gave me a <a href="http://acdcrocks10.learnerblogs.org/2006/10/10/two-trees/">broken heart</a>. How could somebody so healthy one day just fade. All that was left was a <a href="http://acdcrocks10.learnerblogs.org/2006/10/01/voodoo/">pencil</a> with his named engraved on it. Qwert J. Cherri. We were two Cherries. Now he broken off and eaten by death. Death must like Cherries. First my mom, than my dad, than my dog, and now my husband. It all happened so quick. My daugther <a href="http://rockinwithacdc12.learnerblogs.org/2006/10/02/why-my-post-is-late-part-iii/">started to run</a> around the house dragging my baby boy. Time to get over what&#8217;s happened and stop it from happening to others I love. </font></p>
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		<title>Why My Post is Late (Part IV)</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Oct 2006 15:17:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was running out of breath. I probably shouldn&#8217;t have had that big mac for brunch. I saw my post slipping away, so I gave up and I sat there crying. Another F. Another failure, and the guilt of once again disapointing my parents. I would never be like my brother. A+ on every piece [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><font color="#ffff00">I was running out of breath. I probably shouldn&#8217;t have had that big mac for brunch. I saw my post slipping away, so I gave up and I sat there crying. Another F. Another failure, and the guilt of once again disapointing my parents. I would never be like my brother. A+ on every piece of work he had ever gotten. I bet he hasn&#8217;t even noticed that I&#8217;m no longer sitting by him. He&#8217;s too busy reading. I felt my feet throbing as I got up. I had no hope so I kept on walking into a nothing. Suddenly I inhaled the horrid smell of paint. What the heck. I began to gag, but of course I wanted to know where it came from. So I followed the smell. Around the corner I saw the most amazing sight! There were 3 pawns panicing and running all over. It look like they were painting yellow daises, white. How interesting.</font></p>
<p><font color="#ffff00">Like a freak I walked up to the pawns just as they got into an arguement.</font></p>
<p><font color="#ffff00">Black Pawn 1: White Pawn! Quit splashing that white paint on me! I don&#8217;t want to be like you!</font></p>
<p><font color="#ffff00">White Pawn: Well if Black Pawn 2 would stop pushing me maybe I would be splashing you!</font></p>
<p><font color="#ffff00">Black Pawn 2: Oh, so blame it all on me! Maybe if you lose a little wood and stop taking up so much space I wouldn&#8217;t be pushing you!</font></p>
<p><font color="#ffff00">White Pawn: Are you calling me fat?</font></p>
<p><font color="#ffff00">Black Pawn 2: No I&#8217;m saying you have the disorder - Fatergolocally Obesena</font></p>
<p><font color="#ffff00">White Pawn: You @#$%</font></p>
<p><font color="#ffff00">I thought to myself, I should probably break this up before there&#8217;s shavings all over the grass. I approached and the weirdest thing happened.</font></p>
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		<title>Why my post is late (Part III)</title>
		<link>http://rockinwithacdc12.learnerblogs.org/2006/10/02/why-my-post-is-late-part-iii/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Oct 2006 18:37:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Go somewhere&#8230;&#8221; was all I got from the invisable/not invisable racoon. That&#8217;s helpful. Just then a sign appeared. It said 1 mile to somewhere. I casually walk the trail and then everything went from dark to colorful. Flowers were everywhere and singing. I kept on walking when I found a smoking worm. He was just [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><i>&#8220;Go somewhere&#8230;&#8221;</i> was all I got from the invisable/not invisable racoon. That&#8217;s helpful. Just then a sign appeared. It said 1 mile to somewhere. I casually walk the trail and then everything went from dark to colorful. Flowers were everywhere and singing. I kept on walking when I found a smoking worm. He was just sitting there like nothing was going on. When I walked up to him he said in a rude voice, &#8220;Who are you.&#8221; It was so interesting though because all the words he was saying were written in the smoke. Finally gaining my wandering mind back I realized he was sitting there waiting for an answer. &#8221; I said who are you&#8230;&#8221; I answered with a powerful voice since he was sitting upon a tall mushroom ,&#8221; My name is (My name will not be reveled since this is a blog).&#8221; &#8220;What do you want&#8230;&#8221; &#8220;Please, I need to know where my post is or I&#8217;ll get an F. &#8220;So you want advice from me&#8230;&#8221; &#8220;yes.&#8221; He gave me a glare, then told me to go through the flower field and listen to the flowers. So I walked through and they began to sing golden night. I was having a grand ole time when I saw my post. I was so going to get it this time and for once Mr.Wilkoff would give me an authenticy award. I could see that peanut butter goodness now. I lost sight of my post for a second or two then I hit a fork in the road. Why me. I did my enie menie minie moe and went with the sign that said madder hatter and feburary hare. I walked down the trail when suddenly I felt a warmth fill me with tickles and laughter. I walked on and there I saw a large table with cakes, pie, and of course tea! After seeing all the food I remembered how hungry was. I cautiously walked up to the table and there I saw a strange man wearing a green hat and sipping large amounts of tea and a cute hare. They seemed somewhat drunk. I was frighten to approached but I had to if I was going to get anything to eat. I tried to be as quiet as possible so I wouldn&#8217;t seem like I was barging in. I then step on a twig and made a large cracking sound. All the noise stopped and there was complete silence. The short man in the green hat was the first to speak. All he said was hello and would you like a cup of tea? Well, I told myself why not and the hare offered me a seat on this pink fluffy chair. Then poured me a cup of tea splashing it everywhere and sat down and gave me an odd stare. I asked them if something was wrong or if I had cake on my face but he didn&#8217;t reply so I started talking. &#8220;So is 6 o&#8217; clock your normal tea time?&#8221; His face drooped and he simply replied, &#8220;It&#8217;s always tea time.&#8221; &#8220;why?&#8221; He took a moment to suck it up and spit it out then he finally said, &#8220;Well you see I was chosen to sing for the Queen of Chess but got through one verse and she was discusted so she ordered that I&#8217;d be executed, but then she thought that punishment would be to cruel so she kindly made it six o&#8217; clock forever.&#8221; I took a moment then it all made sense. No wonder the Madder Hatter was so tan, if it was always six o&#8217; clock it would always be light. I felt there pain but I then asked them why didn&#8217;t they just leave for the forest or something. They said that the Queen would have them executed.</p>
<p>Our conversation was interrupted when my post walked to the table and the hare seated it. I knew it was my perfect chance but it was on the other side of the table and I didn&#8217;t want to be so rude. I could here it saying I&#8217;m late! I&#8217;m late! A pocket watch suddenly appeared and my post grew arms and legs! It grabbed the pocket watch and was talking about how it was broken. The Feburary Hare took the watch and I started to slowly make my way around the table. The hare started to talk about how it was the best butter in the world and then he rubbed it onto the watch and suprisenly it started to work. I was almost there. I was in my jumping position and I pounced. The post started to run with its new legs and I went chasing after it.</p>
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		<title>Why my post is late (Part II)</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Finally I caught sight of my post! It was just gently being push away by the breeze. Yes! My post wasn&#8217;t going to be late after all! I ran after the piece of line paper when these to twin girls pop up in front of me. They were wearing red skirts with red suspenders with [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Finally I caught sight of my post! It was just gently being push away by the breeze. Yes! My post wasn&#8217;t going to be late after all! I ran after the piece of line paper when these to twin girls pop up in front of me. They were wearing red skirts with red suspenders with white shirts underneath. One shirt said Twinkledee and the other said Twinkledum. I politely asked them to get out of my way but no they just stood there saying stay for our show! Over and over again. So I stayed. They started to sing a song about a seal and a plumber.</p>
<p>&#8220;<em>The Seal and the plumber, were running close at feet, they wept so much they cried to see such quanities of sea weed, they beegan to feel a grumble, Their stomachs were in trouble, they walked in to the sea and found, a bed of baby oysters sleeping alone,</em> they took the oysters away, and left the mom to cry today, the plumber went to prepare the sause while the seal ate the oysters with out a pause, when the plumber came back, he nearly had a heart attack, the oysters were gone, so he chase after the seal with a metal tong.&#8221;<br />
The more I complained to get out the longer I would stay. I sat down on the log behind me. They started to sing&#8230;and um sing, bounce around. I was getting tired of it so I pushed through them and walked away in anger. What annoying pest I thought to myself. I looked around. Of course I had no idea where I was<em>.</em></p>
<p><em>&#8221; Turn right</em>&#8230;&#8221; I looked around. No one was there<em>. &#8220;turn right to get to the post&#8217;s summer home</em>&#8230;&#8221; I looked up to the branch where the noise was coming from. Slowly part by part a racoon started to appear<em>.&#8221;hello my name is Cheshire Coon</em>&#8230;&#8221; I simply asked the coon for directions. I asked him where I should go to find my post. He said to go right then left, then straight for a while until I reached the little cottage. Before I could thank he dissapeared. All that was left was his grin.</p>
<p>Slowly a little brown home appeared ahead of the bushes. There was the post still saying, &#8220;I&#8217;m late, I&#8217;m late!&#8221; I ran to the house when I saw the door to the house was open. My curiousity killed my grade. I went in and took a quick look around. I saw another lollipop on the counter. It once again read LICK ME on the tag. I couldn&#8217;t resist. It was my favorite, watermelon. I took a quick lick and I began to feel sick. My pulse began to rush and I started to grow&#8230; and grow&#8230; oh no! I could hear myself piercing through the roof. Before I knew it I was wearing a house as my shirt. The little lizard that had been fixing the roof went flying. He took a harsh landing on the grass and I could see the lawn mowers rushing to give him a sip of beer.</p>
<p>After a while of try to get out of the house I gave up. I just sat there waiting for something to happen. Then with luck it started to rain chocolate bars! If the lollipop made me grow this time maybe the chocolate ber will make me shrink! I grabbed the little chocolate bar. About the size of my fingernail and put it on my tounge letting it melt. I felt myself shrinking and once again I was back to normal size. I ran out of the shattered house and went back to the Cheshire coon to ask where my post is now.</p>
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		<title>Why my Post is late! (Part I)</title>
		<link>http://rockinwithacdc12.learnerblogs.org/2006/09/24/why-my-post-is-late-part-i/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 24 Sep 2006 16:52:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It was a bright sunny day and my brother and I decided to go to the park to finish our homework. Since I couldn&#8217;t bring a computer to the park I would write down on paper first then type it up.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It was a bright sunny day and my brother and I decided to go to the park to finish our homework. Since I couldn&#8217;t bring a computer to the park I would write down on paper first then type it up.</p>
<p>It started to get fairly windy and my post blew away. I could just hear it saying I&#8217;m late, I&#8217;m late! It was going to be a late turn in if didn&#8217;t stop blowing away! Finally it fell down a well. Just my luck. I had this reaction though. A pretty stupid one. I jumped down the well. After 2 minutes I was still falling. It didn&#8217;t look like a well from the inside though. It looked like a mall. The most interesting creatures on each floor. Pencils sharpening salon, books picking out cute book covers. It was amazing sight to see!</p>
<p>At last I hit the floor with great force. After sitting there in pain for a couple of seconds I found a table in a room with thousands of doors. On the table was a small key. Maybe it would lead into one of the rooms. After an hour of trying each door they all didn&#8217;t work. The key was way to small to fit into any of the locks. Tired I leaned against a redish curtain. The floor was slippery though so as I fell the curtain came down with me. Behind the curtain though was a small door. Big enough for my post to go through but not me. I unlocked the door and there I could see the underside. Beautiful fountains and fields of flowers. Losing hope I turned around and there on the table was lollipop. Certainally not there before. On the tag it said LICK ME. So I gave it a try. Mmm&#8230;blueberry my favorite. I began to feel this tingling sensation. I was shrinking! I was now small enough to go through. But the door was shut and the key was on the table above me. All of a sudden a chocolate bar appeared in front of me. It said EAT ME. I couldn&#8217;t resist a hershey bar. So I took a bite. My heart started beating fiercly and I grew to the size of a whale. I grabbed the key and took another lick of the lollipop and ran through the tunnel to see what was ahead of me.</p>
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		<title>Building Comment</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 19 Sep 2006 16:07:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I read a story today that wasn&#8217;t only touching but alive. It was in the form of a visual that made you see the moment it was talking about. It also had a qoute that I thought was powerful. It was about how why remember the event when we can&#8217;t forget. Because it&#8217;s true. We [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I read <a href="http://roadrunner19937.learnerblogs.org/2006/09/12/the-story-of-911/">a story</a> today that wasn&#8217;t only touching but alive. It was in the form of a visual that made you see the moment it was talking about. It also had a qoute that I thought was powerful. It was about how why remember the event when we can&#8217;t forget. Because it&#8217;s true. We can&#8217;t forget 9/11.</p>
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		<title>When We Fall We Get Back Up ( In memory of Sep. 11)</title>
		<link>http://rockinwithacdc12.learnerblogs.org/2006/09/07/when-we-fall-we-get-back-up-in-memory-of-sep-11/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 07 Sep 2006 23:22:12 +0000</pubDate>
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Two twins that once stood tall,
Fell without warning in the fall,
The People cried when neither made it,
For they were crushed,
These twins could not help themselves,
But we can,
In memory of September 11,
When we fall we get back up.
Next time just stop it before it happens.


 
 
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<p align="center">Two twins that once stood tall,<br />
Fell without warning in the fall,<br />
The People cried when neither made it,<br />
For they were crushed,<br />
These twins could not help themselves,<br />
But we can,<br />
In memory of September 11,<br />
When we fall we get back up.<br />
Next time just stop it before it happens.</p>
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		<title>How Vivian, Sarah, and I die in a horrible tragic hot air balloon/killer whale accident Part II</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 1969 16:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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&#34;I&#39;m Sorry!&#34; Gosh I don&#39;t even know what I did. I don&#39;t remember
Vivian saying anything at all about fixing the hole. Hey where did
Sarah go.
&#34;Help!&#34; What wrong now. 
Man, there goes Vivian again blabbing about something. can&#39;t she see
Sarah is stuck under the balloon . It looks like she&#39;s going to have a
cardiac arrest. 
&#34;EMILY! [...]]]></description>
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&quot;I&#39;m Sorry!&quot; Gosh I don&#39;t even know what I did. I don&#39;t remember<br />
Vivian saying anything at all about fixing the hole. Hey where did<br />
Sarah go.<br />
&quot;Help!&quot; What wrong now. <br />
Man, there goes Vivian again blabbing about something. can&#39;t she see<br />
Sarah is stuck under the balloon . It looks like she&#39;s going to have a<br />
cardiac arrest. <br />
&quot;EMILY! I can&#39;t ride in a balloon with you!&quot; <br />
What that&#39;s not fair! why doesn&#39;t she just shush up cause it was not my fault!<br />
Well anyhoo, right sarah. She probably broken a couple ribs by now. <br />
&quot;Sarah I&#39;m coming!&quot; Hmm Sarah looks la little lifeless there. I wonder if she&#39;s<br />
sleeping.  Jeez she&#39;s really stuck under here.  Okay I gonna<br />
pull  and you push with your feet. Whoo hoo! We&#39;re getting<br />
somewhere! The balloon moved! Whoa sarah is really trying to get out.<br />
It must be highly uncomfertable under there. Hey Vivian is coming over.<br />
Okay well I&#39;ll just leave it to them. I think I&#39;ll get a lemonade. 
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<p>
<br />
Hmm lemonade stand&#8230;nope don&#39;t see one anywhere. Oh come on<br />
there must be a lemonade stand somewhere. I mean a balloon hut is a<br />
great place for business. Hey look a starbucks! Hmm&#8230;I wanted a<br />
lemonade but that blueberry muffin looks really good too. I have 5<br />
dollars but it&#39;s to pay Sarah back. I guess I could buy both and just<br />
make up an excuse. okay so&#8230;.
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<p>
<em>It was a dark and stormy day. I<br />
was just walking to find a 25 cents lemonade stand when I saw a<br />
burglary taking place at the bank. I go in to help but men with guns<br />
come out and aim for my head. They tell me to get down and I do as<br />
they&#39;re told hoping not to get shot. They say give me all your money,<br />
but I disobey them. They then punch me knocking me out cold. i wake up<br />
2 minutes later with no injuries because I heal fast&#8230;ya&#8230;okay then I<br />
look in my pocket and Sarah&#39;s five dollars are gone&#8230;but a blueberry<br />
muffin and lemonade mysteriously appeared by me&#8230;<br />
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<p>
Pefect! Okay well I&#39;ll just go find Vivian and Sarah. Maybe they&#39;re in the ski store over there.
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<p>
&quot;VIVIAN!&quot; What a creepy dude over there. Oh well. Vivian is making a weird face. Maybe she walked in here, screamed my name, thought the dude was creepy, thought I was dead but then I walked in and now I&#39;m thinking of why she has a weird face. Nah.
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<p>
&quot;Emily, I thought you were Dead!&quot;
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<p>
I was right!!! Why she asking questions. Isn&#39;t it obvious that I&#39;m talking about the weird face she made because she thought I was dead.
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<p>
&quot;What weird Face&quot;
</p>
<p>
&quot;Your weird face!&quot; Oh gosh, that probably didn&#39;t come out right. Hey why is she insulting me now? Meanie? That&#39;s a great comeback.
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<p>
&quot;Let&#39;s just go back to the balloon.&quot;
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<p>
I wonder if she got Sarah out. Oh well.
</p>
<p>
Where&#39;s Sarah? Why is she asking me I don&#39;t know.
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<p>
&quot;Maybe she&#39;s&#8230;&quot;
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<p>
&quot;Dun&#8230;dun&#8230;dun&#8230;AHHHHHH!!!&quot; </p>
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