<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4435432369539207558</id><updated>2012-02-16T21:02:57.306-05:00</updated><category term='Guitar Hero'/><category term='Missions'/><category term='Celebrate Life'/><category term='random icons'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='Edward Cullen'/><category term='Twilighters'/><category term='New Moon'/><category term='Poems'/><category term='Spoilers...'/><category term='J.K. Rowling'/><category term='Lauren'/><category term='Order of the Phoenix'/><category term='Twilight'/><category term='Nazarene'/><category term='Edna St. Vincent Millay'/><category term='Stephenie Meyer'/><category term='This Beast That Rends Me in the Sight of All'/><category term='Church'/><category term='Breaking Dawn'/><category term='Game Day'/><category term='Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows'/><category term='Atlanta'/><category term='Eclipse'/><category term='Bella Swan'/><category term='Midnight Sun'/><title type='text'>Why On Earth?</title><subtitle type='html'>Well, it is kinda my blog so don't you think it would be about my boring/stressful life??</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126463601593091692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/R7ZrWLoDPSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Vq6H5M26E5U/S220/_r9k32b_thumb.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4435432369539207558.post-8993492876393130185</id><published>2008-08-07T16:38:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T17:29:40.557-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edward Cullen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Midnight Sun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eclipse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breaking Dawn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bella Swan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilighters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephenie Meyer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Moon'/><title type='text'>Bella Swan = Me ??</title><content type='html'>Okay, before you go and freak out about the title, let me explain. Everyday I have more and more people come up to me and say, "You remind me of Bella Swan from &lt;em&gt;Twilight&lt;/em&gt;, the way I imagined her." And what girl wouldn't want to get that remark from people? Honestly? Every girl who reads that book puts themselves in her shoes and feels like she's Bella. I do that with every book I read, but I never expected other people to tell me that I am her. Never. So I wanted your opinion. What do you think? I'll post a few pictures, some are a little bad I know. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/SJt17fA7hUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/rOIaAHdPsRc/s1600-h/08152007191144_0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231905056919094594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/SJt17fA7hUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/rOIaAHdPsRc/s320/08152007191144_0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/SJt2U0IRz0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/rvPiDY31BjA/s1600-h/Caity%27s+Uncle%27s+pictures+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231905492083789634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/SJt2U0IRz0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/rvPiDY31BjA/s320/Caity%27s+Uncle%27s+pictures+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/SJt2uEPXkUI/AAAAAAAAAJo/r64mvGtPG0I/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231905925905224002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/SJt2uEPXkUI/AAAAAAAAAJo/r64mvGtPG0I/s320/DSC00005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/SJt2um8wF_I/AAAAAAAAAKA/FHhVfj9WU30/s1600-h/n1393590031_7105_2025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231905935222380530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/SJt2um8wF_I/AAAAAAAAAKA/FHhVfj9WU30/s320/n1393590031_7105_2025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/SJt2ufTIHtI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/pquLd2iiWK4/s1600-h/n1393590031_2444_1840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231905933168746194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/SJt2ufTIHtI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/pquLd2iiWK4/s320/n1393590031_2444_1840.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/SJt2ufwH17I/AAAAAAAAAJw/HJMc__zwptY/s1600-h/IMG_4521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231905933290362802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/SJt2ufwH17I/AAAAAAAAAJw/HJMc__zwptY/s320/IMG_4521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4435432369539207558-8993492876393130185?l=cardsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8993492876393130185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4435432369539207558&amp;postID=8993492876393130185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/8993492876393130185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/8993492876393130185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/2008/08/bella-swan-me.html' title='Bella Swan = Me ??'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126463601593091692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/R7ZrWLoDPSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Vq6H5M26E5U/S220/_r9k32b_thumb.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/SJt17fA7hUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/rOIaAHdPsRc/s72-c/08152007191144_0011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4435432369539207558.post-6369851908522770964</id><published>2008-04-16T15:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T16:19:05.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When Life Throws You Lemons...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:felt tip roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When life throws you lemons...sit down and cry, baby, because you don't know what else to do. Well, life didn't throw me a lemon...it threw a COW! And it hurt, badly. Life sucks and don't let anyone else tell you differently. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banquet is May 2 and I need to lose weight. Stupid dress shrunk...not really I just got fatter and now the seems are buldgin. Oops. :) Anyway, I have to go to the seamstress Friday and figure out what material to buy to fix the back on my dress because...well there isn't one and there has to be one for my school's requirements and I need to get straps too...yeah, gotta do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see...what else is going wrong? Oh, my bff Lauren's birthday was today! She's seventeen now. She's all excited because she can legally go see rated R movies now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably will have a party Friday. That will be fun and hopefully cheer me up some, cause the Lord knows I need it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know much else. Just thought it was about time to post something. :\&lt;br /&gt;Until the aliens come,&lt;br /&gt;Ryann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:felt tip roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4435432369539207558-6369851908522770964?l=cardsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6369851908522770964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4435432369539207558&amp;postID=6369851908522770964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/6369851908522770964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/6369851908522770964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-life-throws-you-lemons.html' title='When Life Throws You Lemons...'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126463601593091692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/R7ZrWLoDPSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Vq6H5M26E5U/S220/_r9k32b_thumb.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4435432369539207558.post-5774514467405801571</id><published>2008-03-21T16:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T18:06:20.012-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This Beast That Rends Me in the Sight of All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrate Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atlanta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edna St. Vincent Millay'/><title type='text'>Poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:felt tip roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I really don't understand poetry at all and we're studying it in Advanced English. I struggle with it so much, and it doesn't help that I have a teacher who has no idea what she's doing. It drives me mad! But this Sonnet by Edna St. Vincent Millay caught my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This beast that rends me in the sight of all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This love, this longing, this oblivious thing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That has me under as the last leaves fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will glut, will sicken, will be gone by spring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The wound will heal, the fever will abate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The knotted hurt will slacken in the breast;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I shall forget before the flickers mate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your look that is today my east and west.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Unscathed, however, from a claw so deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Though I should love again I shall not go;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Along my body, waking while I sleep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sharp to the kiss, cold to the hand as snow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The scar of this encounter like a sword&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will lie between me and my troubled lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It hits home for me. Anyway, Atlanta was a blast! I had so much fun witnessing! Although I didn't do too much of the sort. I mainly watched people. I like observing things...I'm a writer; it's what I do best. However, I did meet this little kid named Robert. He's so adorable! It broke my heart knowing that there was nothing I could do more to help him and his family. I just love little kids dearly and it tore me up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pastor Kurt was amazing as well. We were his last group before he left to go somewhere else. I loved him. He had so much to say and I would have loved to have stayed and listened to him and to have learned from him, but our time was too short unfortunately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Tornado was two blocks from our motel, and I didn't even know it until the next morning. We were downstairs having devotions in the laundry room when I heard the sirens. I didn't know what it was and paid little mind to it, but then one of the security guards came up to us and told us that it was a tornado warning. So we all trudged back to our rooms and went to bed. I was just thinking : &lt;em&gt;No big deal; just a warning.&lt;/em&gt; I'm not really scared of tornadoes because I'm used to them. I didn't know that one actually touched down until the morning when my room mates were freaking out. But you know, I have been in a tornado before and I'm still here. If the Lord says it's my time to go, I'm going. No if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;and's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;but's&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;why's&lt;/span&gt;. It's not up to me. The Lord will protect me until he says I'm ready to go and I'm content with that. I trust him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh! Celebrate Life! Yes, well I did very well. My writing received a point below a perfect score. The judge said I needed more sensory details. Okay...anyway, I received a trophy for that. Amazing, my first trophy is in writing, not music...I think this is a sign. Moving on: and my picture received an "Excellent" which is second place. I was really pleased with my outcomes, and my pastor's wife, Becky, said she was really proud of me. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's all I have to say for now. So until next time:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Au &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Revoir&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ryann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:felt tip roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4435432369539207558-5774514467405801571?l=cardsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5774514467405801571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4435432369539207558&amp;postID=5774514467405801571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/5774514467405801571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/5774514467405801571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/2008/03/poetry.html' title='Poetry'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126463601593091692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/R7ZrWLoDPSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Vq6H5M26E5U/S220/_r9k32b_thumb.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4435432369539207558.post-4668927049123496624</id><published>2008-02-15T23:18:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T23:29:32.056-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrate Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nazarene'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atlanta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Game Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guitar Hero'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>Game Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:felt tip roman;"&gt;I am bored to death. I just got back from Game night at Scott and Lori's house. It was fun. We played several games like zombie flux, some other games I wasn't involved in, and Guitar Hero II and III. It was a blast. My sister and I played on the multi-player option and let me tell you...it's worth buying two guitars! It was so much fun!! And it gave us what we needed to get our minds away from school related activites and what our family is going through. Although there was still some tension because my dad came with us. I don't know how that will work in the future though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyway, enough of this boring drawl. What else can I say? Celebrate Life (talent contest in the Nazarene church) is coming up soon, but I won't be able to attened it this year because I will be gone in Atlanta on a missions trip with my class. So instead, Becky will be submitting my writings and possibly some photographs for me. :) I love that woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I will not talk about school stuff because I don't want to think about that at the moment. I have so much to deal with right now that I need  to slow down and just breathe! For anyone who actually takes the time to read this stupid thing, please pray for my family. We need all the prayers we can get, and the Lord will help us, but it would be nice to know that random people all over the world are praying specifically for us. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well it's close to midnight and my internet will be cut off soon so I better go. I hope you have a blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ryann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4435432369539207558-4668927049123496624?l=cardsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4668927049123496624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4435432369539207558&amp;postID=4668927049123496624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/4668927049123496624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/4668927049123496624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/2008/02/game-day.html' title='Game Day'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126463601593091692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/R7ZrWLoDPSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Vq6H5M26E5U/S220/_r9k32b_thumb.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4435432369539207558.post-5448483662913559361</id><published>2008-01-10T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T21:09:33.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yup</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:felt tip roman;"&gt; So life so far has been as it always has, it's just gone up a level in difficulty. No big...for some. I've not studied for any of my finals, which were all this week and I've got one last one tomorrow: Spanish. And I'm refusing to study for it even though I'm not going to be able to read it. Hopefully it will be mostly mulitple choice and I can just B.S. my way through it like I have on all my exams this week. I just didn't feel like studied over Christmas break so I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyway, enough about school. How's life treating you? Good? Well, good for you! I'm glad. :) At least I know one person is happy out there...at this exact moment. Have you ever wondered how many emotions are portrayed per minute all over the world? I haven't either; just thought I would ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So I find out that a friend of mine is joining the Air Force last night. He didn't even bother to tell me personally! How great huh? Well he was going to join the army then backed down, then he wanted to be a bar tender, then he wanted to be a cop and then as of last week he was back tot he bar tender, but noooo I find out from a mutual friend that he's going into the Air Force! I'm not saying that's a bad thing. I think the army would do him some good, but I would have liked to have been informed of this from himself instead of someone else. That made me angry. And I'm also scared for him. He needs so much help. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well, I really should at least look over some of this stuff. I'll post more later.&lt;br /&gt;-Ryann &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4435432369539207558-5448483662913559361?l=cardsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5448483662913559361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4435432369539207558&amp;postID=5448483662913559361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/5448483662913559361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/5448483662913559361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/2008/01/yup.html' title='Yup'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126463601593091692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/R7ZrWLoDPSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Vq6H5M26E5U/S220/_r9k32b_thumb.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4435432369539207558.post-8060394967714586950</id><published>2007-08-08T06:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T06:49:13.226-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spoilers...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J.K. Rowling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Order of the Phoenix'/><title type='text'>One more thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:felt tip roman;"&gt;Oh, yeah. And I believe Harry's scar is a horcrux. And I still haven't finished the book. I just haven't had the time to sit and read this summer. :( Well I'm off to work...then choir camp! I'll try to update soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ryann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4435432369539207558-8060394967714586950?l=cardsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8060394967714586950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4435432369539207558&amp;postID=8060394967714586950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/8060394967714586950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/8060394967714586950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-more-thing.html' title='One more thing'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126463601593091692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/R7ZrWLoDPSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Vq6H5M26E5U/S220/_r9k32b_thumb.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4435432369539207558.post-470569736392235250</id><published>2007-07-24T16:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T17:09:07.137-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spoilers...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J.K. Rowling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Order of the Phoenix'/><title type='text'>Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:felt tip roman;"&gt;I just received my book in the mail today. I've read the first few chapter but I've had this thought mulling in my mind since I talk with my dad yesterday about Harry Potter and what would happen in the last book. So I wanted to write it down or tell someone...yeah...about it before I finished the book, just in case I'm actually right for once (hah!). Anyway I promise you that I haven't read the back of the book or anything. I'm actually on page 90 in the U.S. Edition if that tells you anything. I believe that Dumbledore is still alive, because, as we saw in the Order of the Phoenix, Dumbledore himself turned into a phoniex and vanished. And as we all know, phoenixes are reborn from their ashes. So if Dumbledore is a phoenix or can turn into one, who's to say that he can't still be alive?? And Dumbledore always trusted Snape and repeatedly made that clear, so if he's still alive, who's to say that Snape is bad? Basically it falls out like this: Dumbledore is still alive, and Snape is good. That is what I believe. Now whether it's true or not, I've yet to find out. I'm a slow reader and I'm going on vaction soon so hopefully I'll be done by next week...hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;-Ryann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4435432369539207558-470569736392235250?l=cardsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/470569736392235250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4435432369539207558&amp;postID=470569736392235250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/470569736392235250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/470569736392235250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/2007/07/harry-potter-and-deathly-hallows.html' title='Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126463601593091692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/R7ZrWLoDPSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Vq6H5M26E5U/S220/_r9k32b_thumb.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4435432369539207558.post-1409895698263136532</id><published>2007-04-17T16:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T16:02:21.581-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lauren'/><title type='text'>B-Day</title><content type='html'>Hey! I would have posted yesterday, but I had a major bio test to study for and I didn't have time. So I'm a day late. :( Oh well. Yesterday was Lauren's sweet 16 birthday!!! I wish her all the happiness in the world, and to get a car so we can go places together...since I'm not getting a car...for a long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4435432369539207558-1409895698263136532?l=cardsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1409895698263136532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4435432369539207558&amp;postID=1409895698263136532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/1409895698263136532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/1409895698263136532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/2007/04/b-day.html' title='B-Day'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126463601593091692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/R7ZrWLoDPSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Vq6H5M26E5U/S220/_r9k32b_thumb.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4435432369539207558.post-8863622236186953213</id><published>2007-04-12T20:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:59:49.128-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random icons'/><title type='text'>Icons</title><content type='html'>I'm posting icons up because I feel like it and I really don't have anything to say at the moment and I wanted to post something. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/Rh7hK3zn22I/AAAAAAAAAI8/cc4zNaeHWxY/s1600-h/z8420617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/Rh7hK3zn22I/AAAAAAAAAI8/cc4zNaeHWxY/s320/z8420617.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052723408851688290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/Rh7buHzn2rI/AAAAAAAAAHk/krqoQ1-Lx28/s1600-h/6226133rl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/Rh7buHzn2rI/AAAAAAAAAHk/krqoQ1-Lx28/s320/6226133rl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052717417372310194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/Rh7cPnzn2sI/AAAAAAAAAHs/-h5xX7mr4sk/s1600-h/f3yye1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/Rh7cPnzn2sI/AAAAAAAAAHs/-h5xX7mr4sk/s320/f3yye1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052717992897927874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/Rh7dT3zn2tI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6lTuu9gKxM/s1600-h/freaks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/Rh7dT3zn2tI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6lTuu9gKxM/s320/freaks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052719165423999698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/Rh7dVnzn2uI/AAAAAAAAAH8/nYkkJ00-nrg/s1600-h/439717-111179088014181.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/Rh7dVnzn2uI/AAAAAAAAAH8/nYkkJ00-nrg/s320/439717-111179088014181.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052719195488770786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/Rh7dW3zn2vI/AAAAAAAAAIE/1vuHp6aCQo0/s1600-h/ICONATOR_3f944cc6a25ff510a42ae94ddeba2fec.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/Rh7dW3zn2vI/AAAAAAAAAIE/1vuHp6aCQo0/s320/ICONATOR_3f944cc6a25ff510a42ae94ddeba2fec.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052719216963607282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/Rh7dYHzn2wI/AAAAAAAAAIM/6l2QlrydX5g/s1600-h/ICONATOR_38ee1105b71b2b56e8656f47a6fe11d1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/Rh7dYHzn2wI/AAAAAAAAAIM/6l2QlrydX5g/s320/ICONATOR_38ee1105b71b2b56e8656f47a6fe11d1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052719238438443778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/Rh7f73zn2xI/AAAAAAAAAIU/5WY-8kJgdYE/s1600-h/ICONATOR_87991ba07372f346f95dae6fa54336c6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/Rh7f73zn2xI/AAAAAAAAAIU/5WY-8kJgdYE/s320/ICONATOR_87991ba07372f346f95dae6fa54336c6.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052722051642022674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/Rh7f9Xzn2yI/AAAAAAAAAIc/6VoNQW6InME/s1600-h/ICONATOR_306916052cf0b4a72da995e256d165eb.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/Rh7f9Xzn2yI/AAAAAAAAAIc/6VoNQW6InME/s320/ICONATOR_306916052cf0b4a72da995e256d165eb.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052722077411826466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/Rh7f-nzn2zI/AAAAAAAAAIk/BhDXJuwH4tg/s1600-h/ICONATOR_bd7f0aecb15d25c9d123e9b32be2abbb.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/Rh7f-nzn2zI/AAAAAAAAAIk/BhDXJuwH4tg/s320/ICONATOR_bd7f0aecb15d25c9d123e9b32be2abbb.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052722098886662962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/Rh7gBXzn21I/AAAAAAAAAI0/Jk5bIqI85RI/s1600-h/th_de7a25e9.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/Rh7gBXzn21I/AAAAAAAAAI0/Jk5bIqI85RI/s320/th_de7a25e9.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052722146131303250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/Rh7ienzn23I/AAAAAAAAAJE/dKRu8K7dbn8/s1600-h/ICONATOR_fbd4f24627c1bd70e7f10fc41ebf0a77.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/Rh7ienzn23I/AAAAAAAAAJE/dKRu8K7dbn8/s320/ICONATOR_fbd4f24627c1bd70e7f10fc41ebf0a77.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052724847665732466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4435432369539207558-8863622236186953213?l=cardsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8863622236186953213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4435432369539207558&amp;postID=8863622236186953213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/8863622236186953213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/8863622236186953213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/2007/04/icons.html' title='Icons'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126463601593091692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/R7ZrWLoDPSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Vq6H5M26E5U/S220/_r9k32b_thumb.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/Rh7hK3zn22I/AAAAAAAAAI8/cc4zNaeHWxY/s72-c/z8420617.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4435432369539207558.post-8481707993207031748</id><published>2007-03-11T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:59:49.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TNT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RfSne-Ol0II/AAAAAAAAAHY/f1LJgdVyF_w/s1600-h/12e8ab02.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RfSne-Ol0II/AAAAAAAAAHY/f1LJgdVyF_w/s320/12e8ab02.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040838033476538498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the kids' TNT contest and they did spectacularly! The bells one a blue ribbion which is equivalent to a 1st, but they don't give out positions like that at these talent contests. And many of their art works were awesome! There were only a few who didn't place what they should have because of some stupid miscellanous rule. Next week is Celebrate Life and I'm nervous. I practiced my song like crazy since I've recieved it, and I finally got it down yesterday, but that's no guarentee I'll be able to play it perfect again at the contest, or for the offertory on Sunday morning. Becky's making me play and sing in our trio for a special.  And I have 3 papers due soon, Bible reading and a survey due tomorrow, and a test Tuesday, so I need to go and take my shower so I can finish my homework. Hope you guys had a great weekend and I hope you have a great rest of the week!&lt;br /&gt;-Ryann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4435432369539207558-8481707993207031748?l=cardsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8481707993207031748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4435432369539207558&amp;postID=8481707993207031748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/8481707993207031748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/8481707993207031748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/2007/03/tnt.html' title='TNT'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126463601593091692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/R7ZrWLoDPSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Vq6H5M26E5U/S220/_r9k32b_thumb.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RfSne-Ol0II/AAAAAAAAAHY/f1LJgdVyF_w/s72-c/12e8ab02.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4435432369539207558.post-7025216850949359497</id><published>2007-02-28T16:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:59:49.599-05:00</updated><title type='text'>B-Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/ReX6s4jsSHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/DvPNvaKSfnc/s1600-h/z13238948.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/ReX6s4jsSHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/DvPNvaKSfnc/s320/z13238948.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036707407287044210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Bekah's 16th b-day!! Yay! Happy Birthday Bekah. I wish you a great year (but of course it will be since we are going to England in 97 days!!!). Just thought I'd tell you all and be on my way to do some homework before church.&lt;br /&gt;~Ryann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4435432369539207558-7025216850949359497?l=cardsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7025216850949359497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4435432369539207558&amp;postID=7025216850949359497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/7025216850949359497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/7025216850949359497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/2007/02/b-day.html' title='B-Day'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126463601593091692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/R7ZrWLoDPSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Vq6H5M26E5U/S220/_r9k32b_thumb.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/ReX6s4jsSHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/DvPNvaKSfnc/s72-c/z13238948.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4435432369539207558.post-1737974455686943957</id><published>2007-02-20T16:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:59:49.795-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Shoot Me Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RdtuCTCvn5I/AAAAAAAAAHA/qHrJGwiTCd8/s1600-h/f4hibk.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RdtuCTCvn5I/AAAAAAAAAHA/qHrJGwiTCd8/s320/f4hibk.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033737994267238290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So I have this Celebrate Life thing coming up in 4 weeks. And I'm in now way shape or form ready for it. I still suck at my song and I just got it two weeks ago or something like that. There's no way I'll have time to perfect it. I'm stressing out over that...not to mention the Algebra I have to make up for Thursday. Today and tomorrow are Spiritual Emphasis days. Therefore I don't have to worry about homework for each day, just Monday's assignments. And it's so overwhelming!!! I'm going to have a heart attack. I think it would just be easier on me if someone just shot me now, because I wouldn't have to worry about finishing my homework or perfecting my piano solo or anything else. I'd be in heaven celebrating. *sigh* But I doubt that's going to happen so I really need to do some of my Algebra homework.&lt;br /&gt;Toddles,&lt;br /&gt;Ryann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4435432369539207558-1737974455686943957?l=cardsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1737974455686943957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4435432369539207558&amp;postID=1737974455686943957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/1737974455686943957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/1737974455686943957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/2007/02/just-shoot-me-now.html' title='Just Shoot Me Now'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126463601593091692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/R7ZrWLoDPSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Vq6H5M26E5U/S220/_r9k32b_thumb.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RdtuCTCvn5I/AAAAAAAAAHA/qHrJGwiTCd8/s72-c/f4hibk.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4435432369539207558.post-5182818104458153523</id><published>2007-02-14T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:59:49.971-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RdNjszCvn4I/AAAAAAAAAG0/bsWSPycB6v0/s1600-h/z13234287.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RdNjszCvn4I/AAAAAAAAAG0/bsWSPycB6v0/s320/z13234287.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031474829970087810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best week ever!! It's like it's Christmas break all over again. We've had 2 days of no school because of the snow and tomorrow we won't have school either! This is great! The only bad thing is that we will have to make up two days. &lt;br /&gt;:( But at least we get a break right now. Hopefully I'll be able to write a ton today. *crosses fingers* &lt;br /&gt;Well go to go write,&lt;br /&gt;Ryann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4435432369539207558-5182818104458153523?l=cardsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5182818104458153523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4435432369539207558&amp;postID=5182818104458153523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/5182818104458153523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/5182818104458153523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/2007/02/ha.html' title='Ha!'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126463601593091692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/R7ZrWLoDPSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Vq6H5M26E5U/S220/_r9k32b_thumb.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RdNjszCvn4I/AAAAAAAAAG0/bsWSPycB6v0/s72-c/z13234287.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4435432369539207558.post-6292984417635886239</id><published>2007-02-05T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:59:50.169-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lying</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RcfTx4O3ZCI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dFDVcyoXQNc/s1600-h/z6059330.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RcfTx4O3ZCI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dFDVcyoXQNc/s320/z6059330.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028220362844234786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you hate it when someone lies to you? But what if it was your best friend? Imagine that it is you that your best friend is lying too. How does that make you feel? Are you in utter agony? Are you extremely hurt and dumbfounded? Can you even think of why they would lie to you? I mean they've been your best friend for three years now (or longer). Well, I just found out today that my best friend has lied to me. For how long, I don't know. But I found out that she thought it was funny how I supposively "freaked" out when she mentioned someone's name. I only told her to stop because he really doesn't like me. And then she said that she knew who he did like, but she won't tell me. And I'm the kind of person who needs to know things, no matter how petty they are, or I go insane. And she said that she couldn't tell me for some unknown reason. But today she just told me that she didn't know and that she was just playing around with me. Yet, not two minutes later she said that she couldn't tell me who he liked...again. After I asked why she wouldn't tell me what she was told. Now it's just a big mess and I'm very upset. I can't concentrate on my homework anymore. I'm crying as I type this because I can't even begin to describe the pain she has caused me. I trusted her. Now I can trust no one...although I was ever reluctant to trust anyone, but she taught me how to trust. Therefore, I can't trust anyone anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I'm crushed. I've told her some of my darkest secrets and now I regret that I ever did. I'm just thankful that I didn't tell her all of them. She's really broken my heart. I feel abandoned and alone.&lt;br /&gt;On a more happier note, THE COLTS WON!!!!!!!! I am happy about that. So how's you're life going? Any troubles that you're going through? Anyone you want to vent about? Need some advice? I don't know. I'm desperate to talk to anyone right now. I'll give some advice to anyone who needs it (if I can). I like doing that, why, don't aske me, I just do. Well...I hope the Colts have another great season (early I know)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4435432369539207558-6292984417635886239?l=cardsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6292984417635886239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4435432369539207558&amp;postID=6292984417635886239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/6292984417635886239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/6292984417635886239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/2007/02/lying.html' title='Lying'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126463601593091692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/R7ZrWLoDPSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Vq6H5M26E5U/S220/_r9k32b_thumb.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RcfTx4O3ZCI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dFDVcyoXQNc/s72-c/z6059330.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4435432369539207558.post-6002322210212809158</id><published>2007-01-24T22:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:59:51.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spirit day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RbgeIYO3Y-I/AAAAAAAAAF4/hp_AsVdwGsI/s1600-h/n1393590031_967_3779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RbgeIYO3Y-I/AAAAAAAAAF4/hp_AsVdwGsI/s320/n1393590031_967_3779.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023798513624376290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RbgeIoO3Y_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/oToo4czVCd4/s1600-h/n1393590031_982_8787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RbgeIoO3Y_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/oToo4czVCd4/s320/n1393590031_982_8787.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023798517919343602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RbgeIoO3ZAI/AAAAAAAAAGI/JZuiA6YKGZk/s1600-h/n1393590031_986_32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RbgeIoO3ZAI/AAAAAAAAAGI/JZuiA6YKGZk/s320/n1393590031_986_32.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023798517919343618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RbgeI4O3ZBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/hKkE74sX-Bk/s1600-h/n1393590031_962_2598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RbgeI4O3ZBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/hKkE74sX-Bk/s320/n1393590031_962_2598.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023798522214310930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4435432369539207558-6002322210212809158?l=cardsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6002322210212809158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4435432369539207558&amp;postID=6002322210212809158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/6002322210212809158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/6002322210212809158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/2007/01/spirit-day.html' title='Spirit day'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126463601593091692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/R7ZrWLoDPSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Vq6H5M26E5U/S220/_r9k32b_thumb.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RbgeIYO3Y-I/AAAAAAAAAF4/hp_AsVdwGsI/s72-c/n1393590031_967_3779.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4435432369539207558.post-5726392177835792357</id><published>2007-01-21T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:59:51.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SUPERBOWL!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RbQvMoO3Y9I/AAAAAAAAAFs/ELiRovCLr4M/s1600-h/18580572a23461385b869026636s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RbQvMoO3Y9I/AAAAAAAAAFs/ELiRovCLr4M/s320/18580572a23461385b869026636s.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022691378429649874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to the Superbowl!!! We're going to the Superbowl!!! I'm soo excited. I'm  never gonna get to sleep now! Colts won 38 to 34. We're going to the Superbowl!!! I get a Diet Pepsi...I get a Diet Pepsi!! YYYYYYYEEEEEEEESSSSSS!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4435432369539207558-5726392177835792357?l=cardsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5726392177835792357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4435432369539207558&amp;postID=5726392177835792357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/5726392177835792357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/5726392177835792357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/2007/01/superbowl.html' title='SUPERBOWL!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126463601593091692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/R7ZrWLoDPSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Vq6H5M26E5U/S220/_r9k32b_thumb.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RbQvMoO3Y9I/AAAAAAAAAFs/ELiRovCLr4M/s72-c/18580572a23461385b869026636s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4435432369539207558.post-3749737587134107576</id><published>2007-01-20T09:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:59:51.695-05:00</updated><title type='text'>License</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RbIoO4O3YkI/AAAAAAAAABA/2hWqqVHfTVo/s1600-h/z4363889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RbIoO4O3YkI/AAAAAAAAABA/2hWqqVHfTVo/s320/z4363889.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022120770549539394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I passed. Again with flying colors. I now have my license. Yeah...I suppose. I sounded very enthusiastic I know. Just thought I'd update you before I went to the funerl for my cousin Daniel. His daughter Cassie (not very old 5ish) kept picking up the cell phone waiting on her daddy to call her from heaven. It's very sad. And Daniel's sister, Stacy, has Austism and they took her up to see Daniel when I was there. She kept backing away. I don't know if she just didn't understand or if she just doesn't want to accept it. It's very difficult to tell. It has just been an aweful week.&lt;br /&gt;-Ryann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4435432369539207558-3749737587134107576?l=cardsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3749737587134107576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4435432369539207558&amp;postID=3749737587134107576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/3749737587134107576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/3749737587134107576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/2007/01/license.html' title='License'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126463601593091692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/R7ZrWLoDPSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Vq6H5M26E5U/S220/_r9k32b_thumb.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RbIoO4O3YkI/AAAAAAAAABA/2hWqqVHfTVo/s72-c/z4363889.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4435432369539207558.post-7811191573452105302</id><published>2007-01-19T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:59:52.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>cool picture</title><content type='html'>I received this in an e-mail. It's very cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RbEqsYO3YiI/AAAAAAAAAAo/1oxnD7lyNUQ/s1600-h/rainbow.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RbEqsYO3YiI/AAAAAAAAAAo/1oxnD7lyNUQ/s320/rainbow.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021842001402225186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4435432369539207558-7811191573452105302?l=cardsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7811191573452105302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4435432369539207558&amp;postID=7811191573452105302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/7811191573452105302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/7811191573452105302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/2007/01/cool-picture.html' title='cool picture'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126463601593091692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/R7ZrWLoDPSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Vq6H5M26E5U/S220/_r9k32b_thumb.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/RbEqsYO3YiI/AAAAAAAAAAo/1oxnD7lyNUQ/s72-c/rainbow.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4435432369539207558.post-5420612684348695830</id><published>2007-01-17T15:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T15:27:02.865-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Death</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I find out that my second cousin died Monday and now I find out that an elderly person (whom I was very close to) at my church died. Who else wants to die? Geez. That didn't come out right but you know what I mean. I'm having a crappy week. Now off to homework...and piano.&lt;br /&gt;-Ryann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4435432369539207558-5420612684348695830?l=cardsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5420612684348695830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4435432369539207558&amp;postID=5420612684348695830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/5420612684348695830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/5420612684348695830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/2007/01/death.html' title='Death'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126463601593091692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/R7ZrWLoDPSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Vq6H5M26E5U/S220/_r9k32b_thumb.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4435432369539207558.post-317053020359321995</id><published>2007-01-13T11:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T11:10:03.572-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Test</title><content type='html'>I passed with flying colors!!! Yay! Now all that's left is to pass the written test next week. So I need to get busy re-reading my driver's manual. Anyway, the big Colts vs. Ravens game is today and my dad is having a big party at our house. I really don't want to have the party yet I do. I don't want it because then I could read over my manual and have time to watch the game in peace, yet I do want the party because I get to see my little cousins and my family and have a great time, but absolutely no time to myself. I'm not a very social person and I try to avoid that kind of stuff if at all possible. But when it's at our house, I have to show my face. Well I'm going to go study while I can.&lt;br /&gt;-Ryann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4435432369539207558-317053020359321995?l=cardsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/317053020359321995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4435432369539207558&amp;postID=317053020359321995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/317053020359321995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/317053020359321995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/2007/01/test.html' title='Test'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126463601593091692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/R7ZrWLoDPSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Vq6H5M26E5U/S220/_r9k32b_thumb.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4435432369539207558.post-8875560619666456881</id><published>2007-01-12T15:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T16:02:06.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>EEKK!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm soo nervous. I little less than an hour I'll be taking my drive test. AAAHHH!!!!!! I don't want to but I have to, and I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to pass or I pay. Which sucks because I have to save for my England trip. But I'm literally shaking I'm so nervous. I just hope I get Joe. I know him. He's the father of my dad's best friend when they were kids. I've got to go now and worry to the point of dying. I don't think I've been this nervous since my first king's kids performance (kid's choir for 3-5 graders). And that's saying something because I perform all the time now. And I still get nervous. Now I'm just babbling. Great. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;-Ryann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4435432369539207558-8875560619666456881?l=cardsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8875560619666456881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4435432369539207558&amp;postID=8875560619666456881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/8875560619666456881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/8875560619666456881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/2007/01/eekk.html' title='EEKK!!!'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126463601593091692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/R7ZrWLoDPSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Vq6H5M26E5U/S220/_r9k32b_thumb.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4435432369539207558.post-585970740739086887</id><published>2007-01-09T19:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T19:43:09.088-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of Plans</title><content type='html'>Change of plans...my drive test is Friday. Which is homecoming and I'm supposed to be there for 3 different things but I can't go because of my test. Great...I feel terrible. I feel like I just let tons of people down. g2g do homework....joy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4435432369539207558-585970740739086887?l=cardsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/585970740739086887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4435432369539207558&amp;postID=585970740739086887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/585970740739086887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/585970740739086887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/2007/01/change-of-plans.html' title='Change of Plans'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126463601593091692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/R7ZrWLoDPSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Vq6H5M26E5U/S220/_r9k32b_thumb.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4435432369539207558.post-8669156108117107504</id><published>2007-01-06T12:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T13:06:34.704-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes!</title><content type='html'>I got a guitar for Christmas!! I am soo excited. I have to teach myself though and I'm having a hard time figuring out how the chord chart I got works. I've already made up (halfway) a song and I know how to play (poorly) 4 songs: Happy Birthday, Mary had a Little lamb, twinkle twinkle little star, and Here I am to worship (my &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;only&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; favorite Christian song). But like I said, I'm not very good at it. BTW, I've finish &lt;em&gt;Beauty&lt;/em&gt; by Robin McKinley and I've started &lt;em&gt;Fairest&lt;/em&gt; by Gail Carson Levine. But I'm going to have to stop and re-read my driver's manual so I can pass my test which is in like 12 days. EEKKK! I don't want to drive but I need my licences because my g-ma can't chauffeur us (my sister and I) around like she used too. 1 I'm scared of her driving and 2 she has my great g-ma to take care of. And trust me, that's a handful. Taking care of my great g-ma is like trying to take care of a two year old all over again: stubborn and has to have her way or no way....sigh. Well I'm going to go so I can read while I can.&lt;br /&gt;-Ryann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4435432369539207558-8669156108117107504?l=cardsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8669156108117107504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4435432369539207558&amp;postID=8669156108117107504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/8669156108117107504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/8669156108117107504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/2007/01/yes.html' title='Yes!'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126463601593091692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/R7ZrWLoDPSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Vq6H5M26E5U/S220/_r9k32b_thumb.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4435432369539207558.post-4262500856425438766</id><published>2006-12-22T12:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T12:47:43.367-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WORK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yxmp280GRPM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yxmp280GRPM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4435432369539207558-4262500856425438766?l=cardsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4262500856425438766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4435432369539207558&amp;postID=4262500856425438766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/4262500856425438766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4435432369539207558/posts/default/4262500856425438766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardsforlife.blogspot.com/2006/12/work_22.html' title='WORK!'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126463601593091692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tQEh-qNU9Y8/R7ZrWLoDPSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Vq6H5M26E5U/S220/_r9k32b_thumb.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4435432369539207558.post-1394273005355801045</id><published>2006-12-22T12:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T12:47:09.927-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WORK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="&lt;a href="&gt;http://www.youtube.com/v/Yxmp280GRPM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param&gt; 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