<?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-1470974427748738422</id><updated>2012-01-29T20:05:24.090-08:00</updated><category term='henry ford'/><category term='katie'/><category term='hobbies'/><category term='sad'/><category term='back'/><category term='mccab'/><category term='funny'/><category term='sleeping in'/><category term='news'/><category term='books'/><category term='ft. myers'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='MK'/><category term='TTF TUESDAY'/><category term='pray'/><category term='goal'/><category term='beanbag'/><category term='superbowl'/><category term='pool'/><category term='organized'/><category term='animals/nature'/><category term='venezuela'/><category term='picturesbyme'/><category term='memes'/><category term='presents'/><category term='video'/><category term='gimp'/><category term='adorable'/><category term='ibeback'/><category term='rant'/><category term='update'/><category term='anna'/><category term='Frances'/><category term='friends'/><category term='contest'/><category term='weather'/><category term='remojados 09'/><category term='story'/><category term='meme'/><category term='blonde'/><category term='idea'/><category term='family/friends'/><category term='advice'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='boredom'/><category term='spiritual sunday'/><category term='photography'/><category term='politics'/><category term='meme monday'/><category term='random'/><category term='fancy speech'/><category term='thanks'/><category term='mccel'/><category term='language'/><category term='bored'/><category term='field trips'/><category term='song/poem'/><category term='school'/><category term='game'/><category term='links'/><category term='camp'/><category term='terere'/><category term='creepy'/><category term='movie'/><category term='obama'/><category term='thomas edison'/><category term='report'/><category term='captions'/><category term='blah'/><category term='Wacky Wednesday'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='hobby'/><category term='uneditedphotos'/><category term='quiz/game'/><category term='sick'/><category term='Gimpbyme'/><category term='i&apos;m back'/><category term='cleaning'/><title type='text'>Verja the Lost Jungle Bunny</title><subtitle type='html'>V-Vivacious
E-Ecstatic
R-Random
J-Jolly
A-Animated

Alright.
The CIA already know. I'm a secret agent working undercover to make all life as hilarious as it can possibly be.
JOIN ME!

* shoots dart at you *</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>356</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-5450135144455537427</id><published>2009-10-23T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T10:55:51.553-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m back'/><title type='text'>Holy Guacamole.</title><content type='html'>I haven't blogged in...&lt;br /&gt;What seems like forever now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last post was like... August-ish? Maybe? I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm back here to just rant my head off, and perhaps yours as well. So shush and listen.&lt;br /&gt;Rather, read.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm uh... 15 now... Life's goin'... yeah... Uh... I just got back from a camp as a mini-counselor. I was in a cabin of 6th graders where one half of them hated showers and I had to force them to wash themselves, and the other half, I wasn't able to get them out if I'd been paid a million bucks.&lt;br /&gt;And their beds? DISASTROUS.&lt;br /&gt;I was also approached by a little kid who called me the 'girl who uses too big words.'&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's because I yelled, 'That is unnecessarily preposterous!', when our team lost a water-balloon relay... :/&lt;br /&gt;I was asked to repeat in, 'earth speak.'&lt;br /&gt;I also said, 'magnanimous' instead of 'awesome' and 'antidisestablishmentarianism' just because that word rocks.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;And now, 'tis nearing Christmas and Face-Stuffing-with-Pumpkin-Pie season. And I haven't blogged in that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do me a favor, so you can understand this just a little better, and make the face you'd make if you walked into your bedroom right now and saw a circle of walruses playing checkers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, dear friend, is my face right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, hello to you people. Believe it or not, I HAVE missed you all. Even those of you who don't even COMMENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* cough, nudge nudge *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a life. :D I've had some privileges taken away for a few months, but they're back now... Well, most of them.&lt;br /&gt;Another I will get back this Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* does a weird dance *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* sees you watching *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* blushes and screams *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* disappears like an Indian in those old movies *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHA.&lt;br /&gt;I say that all the time. CHA. It's just a cool way to say 'yeah.'&lt;br /&gt;CHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't, try to be extra-cool and be like,&lt;br /&gt;"Yo, Ron. Are you coming to eat dinner with us or not?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, cha-cha!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, um.... NO.&lt;br /&gt;Uhh.. No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please.. don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... People have been bugging me and bugging me to blog, so... There it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed it. Maybe giggled a bit. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verja&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-5450135144455537427?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5450135144455537427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=5450135144455537427&amp;isPopup=true' title='76 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/5450135144455537427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/5450135144455537427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/10/holy-guacamole.html' title='Holy Guacamole.'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>76</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-4223785980892886538</id><published>2009-08-12T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T09:53:12.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FOR SKEWL!</title><content type='html'>RICHARD THE LIONHEARTED!&lt;br /&gt;King of England. Richard was famed for his reckless courage and extreme cruelty‒he massacred 3,000 brave Moslems who had surrendered Acre to the Crusaders under his safe conduct‒as well as for gallantry to many, including Saladin. Favorite of his mother, Eleanor of Aquitaine, who set him against his royal father Henry 11 of England-himself falsely accused of having loved Thomas Becket, with whom he did share a bed on occasion while carousing and wenching together before Becket became Archbishop of Canterbury- Richard has been seen by some as a mama's boy. &lt;p&gt;The Norman and Angevin (Plantagenet] kings of England were, along with their courtiers, regularly accused by monkish chroniclers of sodomy. It was not true of Henry 11, who .made his son's fiancee Alice of France his mistress to the outrage of Eleanor and Richard. The accusation rings true, however, for William II Rufus (ca. 1056-1100), as for his nephew Prince William (son of his brother Henry I), who was coasting down the Channel with his frivolous, effcrninate companions, when the White Ship capsized‒"God's vengeance on the sodomites," as the chroniclers declared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-4223785980892886538?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4223785980892886538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=4223785980892886538&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/4223785980892886538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/4223785980892886538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-skewl.html' title='FOR SKEWL!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-7690568143513543625</id><published>2009-07-31T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T08:17:29.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REPORT: TERRACOTTA! That is fun to say...</title><content type='html'>So today I'm supposed to do a report on somethin' I read about in History.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* goes and finds out what the report was supposed to be again *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha! Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to write about Terracotta. It is a type of clay. It's name is Italian for 'baked earth'. It's a natural brownish red color, and has been used for centuries. Whether to make a sculpture, or a pot, or whatever... It's a very old material used for arts and crafts.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me think of... that appetizer horse whatever, called bruschetta. Terracotta bruschetta.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't that sound yummy? Mmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* cough, cough * NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terracotta is still used today. It's clay. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;It's flexible enough to be used to make ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;Go out and buy some... It's a lotta fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-7690568143513543625?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7690568143513543625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=7690568143513543625&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7690568143513543625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7690568143513543625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/07/report-terracotta-that-is-fun-to-say.html' title='REPORT: TERRACOTTA! That is fun to say...'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-2006456094178416946</id><published>2009-07-30T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T16:29:16.255-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adorable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals/nature'/><title type='text'>* slowly sticks head over wall *</title><content type='html'>-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* blinks, bites lip *&lt;br /&gt;* screams as tomatoes come flying her way *&lt;br /&gt;* loses balance *&lt;br /&gt;* lands in a pile of tomatoes *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi... everybody...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't blogged in.. forever.. I know.&lt;br /&gt;* shields face with hands *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come here with grave news...&lt;br /&gt;My other, wonderful, faithful computer has gone to Heaven. He has passed. He was a frie-!-&lt;br /&gt;* ducks, as a pineapple comes her way *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT! I admit.. I have been leaving... And not coming back for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;It's just that nothing has been going on. Worthy enough to be mentioned in my blog, I mean.&lt;br /&gt;Well, my birthday is coming up. The treinta! :D&lt;br /&gt;My pop-tarts are gone.&lt;br /&gt;And my Cheez Nips.&lt;br /&gt;* puts head in hands and bawls *&lt;br /&gt;* wipes eyes with hankie *&lt;br /&gt;I'll survive, though.&lt;br /&gt;Today is Friendship Day, here in cold, frigid Paraguay. I have recieved messages that say the exact same thing, from all kinds of different people.&lt;br /&gt;Even my phone service sent me a friendship message...&lt;br /&gt;Freaks.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I'll be going to the mall. And being a girl with a bunch of my girlfriends. :) We'll be taking pictures, and trying things on, walkin' around ..(the Christmas tree GAH! * stops self *), just being total nincompoops.&lt;br /&gt;That is a very fun word.&lt;br /&gt;Try saying it fast.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I double dog donut dare you!&lt;br /&gt;* stares at you until you say it *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It comes out soundin' somethin' like 'nincumpup'... say it 8 times really fast.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:D I DARE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comes out like 'ninkapoo'... Let's hope we never meet a Ninka who has to 'go'... Cause.. That's what'd come out... of it's... yeah.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my last post was about a red button game. Addicting, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;Well, my friend... * needs to make up a name for her *... EEYORE! :) She loves Eeyore...&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Eeyore will be coming to my house tomorrow and spending the night. :)&lt;br /&gt;WHO'S GIGGLING?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* slaps the giggly person with a Twizzler *&lt;br /&gt;LAUGHTER!... Is a sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* stares at cat who is and has been stuck in the closet *&lt;br /&gt;It's her fault. She climbed up there; she can get down. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's PREGNANT! She's a fatty! She's got a huge tummy. Regrettably, I think she may end up having the kittens in my room, since she spends so much time there.&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope not.&lt;br /&gt;* shudders *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna, I love you, baby, but if you give birth in my quarters I'll beat the tar out of you.&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. No, I probably won't. I'll scream bloody murder, then go get Dad, explain what's going on, and then in the morning, I will pet the precious little beauties. :) And you, of course, Anna.&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who may be completely clueless, 'ANNA' is my lovely Siamese cat. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's really adorable... And soft. BOY, is she soft! She feels as though she were made of cotton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a coat today. Okay, I guess I'd better elaborate on that... DAD bought me a coat today. It's red! And ... sparkly-ish... You know, that.. really sheen material? And I look like a Michelin man who just fell in a vat of Ketchup. :) But it's cute. And cozy. And that's the whole point of a coat.&lt;br /&gt;One can't live on hoodies and sweaters alone! :)&lt;br /&gt;Unless you bundle up in a ton of them. But we all know that'd be UGLY as... a frog's nostril.&lt;br /&gt;And those are ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* gags *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then a few days ago, we went out and bought a ton of pretty skirts and a few shirts and a snazzy jean jacket.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, there's something I don't get. 'Snazzy'.. But you pronounce it, 'schnazzy'. Kinda like, 'schnauzer'.&lt;br /&gt;* Schnazzy would be a nice nickname for a schnauzer *&lt;br /&gt;* makes mental note, for if she ever gets a schnauzer *&lt;br /&gt;Schnauzer dogs look like little Irish men. I always wanna put a pair of glasses on one... It just sounds cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I was thinking of maybe making yet ANOTHER blog... With my fashion opinion. :)&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whaddaya think? I could be real creative with it, and state my opinion as hard as I wish, cause.. It's MY blog and I can do whatever I want with it! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-2006456094178416946?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2006456094178416946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=2006456094178416946&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2006456094178416946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2006456094178416946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/07/slowly-sticks-head-over-wall.html' title='* slowly sticks head over wall *'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-5245289289897209565</id><published>2009-07-11T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T08:33:43.508-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><title type='text'>HAI!</title><content type='html'>K, so today I have choir practice. I ♥ choir practice...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm recovering from my cough, drinkin' nasty, gross medicine to get the yicky cough and cold-ness out.&lt;br /&gt;One is blue pills that taste like the jungle. (Don't ask. But even Mom says they do...)&lt;br /&gt;And nasty cough syrup with a name that is at the very least honest...It sounds nasty, and is. It's called Muxol.&lt;br /&gt;EW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr...Hungry. I can't wait til' lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* scans blogger template website she snatched from Skittles *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* icky nasty 'RIP micheal j' one...* gags *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like the world to know... Here is a newsflash:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"FLASH: MICHEAL JACKSON IS STILL DEAD!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now. Would ya chillazzy, please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people care so much about him? All I know is I was sayin' on my Facebook,&lt;br /&gt;'Micheal J is dead! weirdo...'&lt;br /&gt;And someone said to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not nice to think so happily when a person dies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To which I retorted:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you even sure he was a person? Have you SEEN him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Good point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else can I jabber about? I love that word...Jabber. It's more cool than chatter, and that's part of my email...I should switch it.&lt;br /&gt;But no. Cause then all my friends would hate me, because they wouldn't be able to find me and I just don't wanna go through all that trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a keyboard! Pastor J is awesome... He gave it to us for free! And now it sits in the corner of my room, with Anna wanting to jump on it. I have to say "no, Anna!" because if she jumps on it it'll fall, and break...And I'll get in trouble. For something the cat did....But somehow, it'll be switched around to my fault. Probably for leaving it out...? I dunno. But I don't wanna risk it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* coughs *&lt;br /&gt;COVER YOUR FACE! I've a bad habit of not covering my mouth... So it's up to you not to get sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's highly contagious! I could cough on you and ...well...You'd...cough. But still! I have power! I have power to ...make you cough. But I have POWER!&lt;br /&gt;Sicky evil powers! You'd have to drink MUXOL to recover from it! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! And drink nasty QuickSoup like me...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:D hehehehehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Oxiclean guy died a while ago. The one that screamed at you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* HOLLERSHOUTITWORKSKAAAAABOOM!ANDTHE STAIN IS GONE! *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is one of the reasons I was glad we don't have American television.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I like television...In fact, I barely ever watch anything but Bones. That's it. House I dislike muchly. I don't like the dubbed-over-in-Spanish Disney junk, or the reality shows. Or those stupid suspense series...Like Lost. "GAH! What's gonna HAPPEN to them? Is she gonna have her baby on the ISLAND?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Be Continued...&lt;br /&gt;And then you want to either call up the directors and sue them or just throw something at the TV.&lt;br /&gt;It's not healthy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's another phrase that cracks me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Too much internet time isn't healthy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What...Is it gonna make me puke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* opens Gmail *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* heart-attack *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* gasps for breath *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* throws up *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* regrets Internet *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Not gonna happen. :)&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people have been finding my blog recently. Icky freaky creeps, and then a few Indian fellas.&lt;br /&gt;Talkin' in SPANISH. I think they may be more messed up than me...And if they think for ONE SECOND that I'm goin' back to their blog Indo whatever-ness... THINK AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna make up an email... for this blog. JUST for this blog. I don't like people I don't know well to email mah personal stuffs. Or leavin' they stuff as a comment. I'd rather recieve it privately and be able to dispose of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a funny word...'dispose'...Makes me think of an old, English persnickety woman holding her nose to a little kid who brought in a dead rat. "Ugh! My dear, dispose of that wretched, disgusting lifeless creature!"&lt;br /&gt;:) I have a wild imagination...In case ya didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to emails...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe somethin' like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verja@blabla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pinkandblackjunglebunny@blabla is too long. I tried it. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PABJB@...Uh...No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll put it on mah sidebar when I have one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got monkey slippers...Whai? I'll tell ya why. Cause it's COLD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought we came to Paraguay to ESCAPE the cold? Humph...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, methinks I've kept ya long enough. Thanks for readin'! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-5245289289897209565?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5245289289897209565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=5245289289897209565&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/5245289289897209565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/5245289289897209565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/07/hai.html' title='HAI!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-3893145080729941681</id><published>2009-07-05T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T09:26:05.721-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><title type='text'>* waves wildly *</title><content type='html'>Hi, everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've disappeared!! I know! WOW, right? :O :O :O&lt;br /&gt;Notice the smileys: :O :O :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something that you really don't want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://purity_brain-su94.serwith.com/index.html?Ref=http%3A%2F%2Fpurity-rings.optus.nu%2Fbrain-su94%2Fjerly.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm serious! You don't want to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, great...See!!! I was trying to save you!!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do what you want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-3893145080729941681?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/3893145080729941681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=3893145080729941681&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/3893145080729941681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/3893145080729941681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/07/waves-wildly.html' title='* waves wildly *'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-9204623237474526843</id><published>2009-06-14T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T04:41:55.929-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>Moment of Silence...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;My sister, brother in law, other sister and two nieces just left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what that leaves me with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new camera&lt;br /&gt;A new cellphone&lt;br /&gt;A new iPod&lt;br /&gt;A new iPod speaker&lt;br /&gt;My own bathroom&lt;br /&gt;My own full-length mirror&lt;br /&gt;My own creepy picture of Jewel that some guy drew of her...It's seriously creepy. Her forehead it huge in it. But I'm gonna color it and then put it up.&lt;br /&gt;My own hair-dryer&lt;br /&gt;More books&lt;br /&gt;Enough shoes and shirts to last me a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;An extra jewelry box&lt;br /&gt;More jewelry&lt;br /&gt;My own body-by-jake machine! WOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(like I'm seriously gonna use it...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powders and eyeliners and mascaras&lt;br /&gt;All the towels I could ever want&lt;br /&gt;New computer games&lt;br /&gt;And a tearstreaked face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24-7 Dishwashing duty&lt;br /&gt;Right-hand helper-ness&lt;br /&gt;Playmate for Anna and Shichu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-9204623237474526843?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/9204623237474526843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=9204623237474526843&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/9204623237474526843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/9204623237474526843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/06/moment-of-silence.html' title='Moment of Silence...'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-381519163395914316</id><published>2009-06-02T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T17:32:43.892-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organized'/><title type='text'>K. I'm Proud of Myself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SiXDGj9hr2I/AAAAAAAABHg/2KT5Un1KHF4/s1600-h/me-dbjyjeb-randomness+187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SiXDGj9hr2I/AAAAAAAABHg/2KT5Un1KHF4/s400/me-dbjyjeb-randomness+187.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342891050444894050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SiXCEnCadpI/AAAAAAAABHY/2UuGZqtZjt0/s1600-h/me-dbjyjeb-randomness+186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SiXCEnCadpI/AAAAAAAABHY/2UuGZqtZjt0/s400/me-dbjyjeb-randomness+186.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342889917399332498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SiXAZjZjdRI/AAAAAAAABHQ/00VHJQfOF3w/s1600-h/me-dbjyjeb-randomness+185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SiXAZjZjdRI/AAAAAAAABHQ/00VHJQfOF3w/s400/me-dbjyjeb-randomness+185.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342888078176646418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-381519163395914316?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/381519163395914316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=381519163395914316&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/381519163395914316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/381519163395914316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/06/k-im-proud-of-myself.html' title='K. I&apos;m Proud of Myself.'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SiXDGj9hr2I/AAAAAAAABHg/2KT5Un1KHF4/s72-c/me-dbjyjeb-randomness+187.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-8786834168684755494</id><published>2009-06-01T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T10:27:35.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Gettin' It</title><content type='html'>Okie-dokie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna do it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the process of organizing my room as MONK would. (By that, I mean I'm on my lunch break, but as soon as I finish I'll be getting back to it. K?K.)&lt;br /&gt;He rocks socks.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;I've encountered and taken note of the problems that cause me to neglect keeping my room tidy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Laziness&lt;br /&gt;-RUSH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so on and on and on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found solutions that I'm going to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm going to start labelling. As soon as I finish organizing today, I'll tape little ( ..tapes..? ) to shelves, drawers, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Because: When I see those labels, I will not be able to handle shoving the shirts where my skirts go.&lt;br /&gt;See? Anyways...I'm actually excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for being like Monk...He's mostly known for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That...that curtain there...It's...Wrinkled."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That man...he missed a button."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She spilled her drink... And there's a splatter..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, just teeny little things. But they make a big difference.&lt;br /&gt;I'll stick tiny little tapes with stuff like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'SHIRTS'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'SCHOOLBOOKS'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'CRAFT SUPPLIES'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'SHOES'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? Maybe you could try it with me, even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I like how labels look. They just...ARE organized. You know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things I'm gonna work on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washing dishes on a whim. As in...I see them dirty, and such, and I 'can't concentrate' until they're cleaned and cleaned well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll also work on being circumspect. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm really gonna do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may need a few pushes, *MOM*, who will be happy to help.&lt;br /&gt;But I will.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm determined.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-8786834168684755494?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8786834168684755494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=8786834168684755494&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/8786834168684755494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/8786834168684755494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-gettin-it.html' title='I&apos;m Gettin&apos; It'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-2355551936844173946</id><published>2009-05-27T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T16:36:24.969-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sh3FDSfVWiI/AAAAAAAABHI/Z4pz7Y27YYk/s1600-h/b164142162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 388px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sh3FDSfVWiI/AAAAAAAABHI/Z4pz7Y27YYk/s400/b164142162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340641393424816674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found something that made me laugh so hard I fell off my chair.&lt;br /&gt;See that freaky dude up there? The world loves him. Apparently, according to them, he's gorgeous, beautiful, dreamy and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't let him within 100 miles of my house...:|&lt;br /&gt;At least I know I'm not a hypocrit.&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;What made me laugh...&lt;br /&gt;Here I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's not only freaky, but he's also stinky.&lt;br /&gt;He forgets to shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, (after all the complaints thrown out, that got all over the Internet and magazines from his cast-members.)&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, well...See the thing is, I forget to shower. You know, I don't even realize it. You know. It's kinda funny! I just...I guess I stink, though. Oh, well. You know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* stares at that *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* eyes bug out *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* bursts out laughing *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He-- forgets to shower? I don't think it's funny. He doesn't realize that he smells like a decomposing cow in a field of brown onions?&lt;br /&gt;And why is he okay with being stinky?&lt;br /&gt;Just another reason I don't want him near my house.&lt;br /&gt;And yet all the girls that read that, their immediate response is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, he's so GREEN! Awwwwww!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT? GET AWAY FROM ME YOU STINKY FREAK!"&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about whales enough to stop showering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to know what on EARTH is up with today's girls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First it was skinny twerps in tight pants, who sing like choking squirrels AKA The Jonas Brothers, and now it's sparkly, stinky vampires whose eyes turn black and red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* shrugs *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His trademark is his stick-up straight hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a reason it's sticking up like that...&lt;br /&gt;(I'll bet they don't even need to use gel or hair-spray..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"His hair has enough grease in it to run McDonald's for a week." said the poor girl who stars alongside him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Let's hope he at least brushes his teeth...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some more of the complaints that made me laugh so hard I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He seriously reeks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He never showers, and it drives the crew crazy!" (I can't imagine why..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I think I'd ranted enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I didn't offend anyone, but COME ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...Let's run through this just one more time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His eyes change colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His hair sticks straight up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sparkles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't take showers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does THAT sound like Prince Charming to you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-2355551936844173946?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2355551936844173946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=2355551936844173946&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2355551936844173946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2355551936844173946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sh3FDSfVWiI/AAAAAAAABHI/Z4pz7Y27YYk/s72-c/b164142162.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-1346619817066036117</id><published>2009-05-18T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T14:03:52.522-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contest'/><title type='text'>OKIE-DOKIE!</title><content type='html'>I made a new blog.&lt;br /&gt;It's a weekly contest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fix-this-pic.blogspot.com."&gt;www.fix-this-pic.blogspot.com.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty spiffy. Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also...Advertise some! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-1346619817066036117?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1346619817066036117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=1346619817066036117&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/1346619817066036117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/1346619817066036117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/05/okie-dokie.html' title='OKIE-DOKIE!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-7331090664110930431</id><published>2009-05-16T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T10:12:19.655-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>THIS IS HILARIOUS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dooGrI0FHkU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dooGrI0FHkU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old people rock. xD HAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-7331090664110930431?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7331090664110930431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=7331090664110930431&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7331090664110930431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7331090664110930431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-hilarious.html' title='THIS IS HILARIOUS!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-3289245644336531333</id><published>2009-05-15T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T14:19:56.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian Persecution</title><content type='html'>Christians were persecuted. They either got thrown into gladiator pits and had to fight for their lives against a tiger/lion thing, or they were beaten and stoned.&lt;br /&gt;How does that affect us today?&lt;br /&gt;Today, people would be arrested and if anyone threw me into a pit with a jaguar, thankfully, I always carry a comb in my pocket, but as soon as I got out I'd sue them for all they had.&lt;br /&gt;(The comb thing can be further explained here: &lt;a href="http://jungle-hut.blogspot.com/2008/09/jaguar.html"&gt;:O! Click the linky!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in those days, when the Romans thought of it as 'entertainment' and 'justice', Christians had it rough.&lt;br /&gt;They were stoned, thrown into pits, beaten to death at times...(Picture Gladiator. That pretty much covers it...)&lt;br /&gt;Today, Christians are still persecuted. ... In many countries, sadly, that still happens to Christians.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, we are still persecuted in many ways.&lt;br /&gt;We are made fun of. We're kicked out of our homes. We don't get privileges at times. And for what? Because we believe and talk about God. And being His children.&lt;br /&gt;(There are some big meanies who don't, but...)&lt;br /&gt;So, the world has calmed down a ittle bit. At least we aren't being beaten to death in football stadiums and calling it 'entertainment'.&lt;br /&gt;But we are still persecuted. Missionary friends have been literally pushed and shoved out of their homes for preaching the gospel.&lt;br /&gt;In other countries, they are not even allowed to SAY they are Christians. It's a 'public offense'.&lt;br /&gt;Sure...&lt;br /&gt;Not homos or streakers? That's MY idea of a public offense...Not Christianity.&lt;br /&gt;In many schools today, Christians can't even PRAY at the lunch table, as it's offensive. A few schools I have heard about, do not even allow BIBLES.&lt;br /&gt;You know...Maybe they wouldn't need metal detectors and cameras if they'd just let a few Christians speak. And maybe accepting Christ would stop a few of the attempted suicides for those who have lives that are so unhappy...?&lt;br /&gt;No. Reading your Bible is the unpardonable sin, and worshiping in public can get you kicked into jail.&lt;br /&gt;But running around like a freak, naked through the streets, piercings, tattoos, homosexuality, all that nastiness...It's considered, 'being themselves'. It's 'sharing their individuality'. It's 'freedom'.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks...But they can keep it. I don't want anything to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;You can run through the streets naked today, and get away with it, but if you read your Bible and pray you can be sued for 'force of religion/voice/example/oppinion.'&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't and SHOULDN'T that fit into the category of 'being yourself' and 'freedom'? I'd rather 'be myself' with God by my side, thanks. But there is none.&lt;br /&gt;Not unless you want to tattoo and pierce every bone in your body. Just so long as you do not wear cross necklaces or get caught singing hymns and Christian songs. That, my friends, is a bad boo-boo.&lt;br /&gt;So you see? We are still persecuted.&lt;br /&gt;Guess who's fine with all that? Obama.&lt;br /&gt;Guess who's not? God.&lt;br /&gt;Guess who's gonna get it, sooner or later? Obama.&lt;br /&gt;Guess who's gonna give it? God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until my next post..&lt;br /&gt;Jayde&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-3289245644336531333?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/3289245644336531333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=3289245644336531333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/3289245644336531333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/3289245644336531333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/05/christian-persecution.html' title='Christian Persecution'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-7263946813343580222</id><published>2009-05-12T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T08:05:13.817-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game'/><title type='text'>GAME: Guess The Reason</title><content type='html'>MONDAY NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is what I could have watched:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SgmOAp3nG2I/AAAAAAAABGM/qOlTYdQLsAA/s1600-h/fireproof_onesheet-final-email-size.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SgmOAp3nG2I/AAAAAAAABGM/qOlTYdQLsAA/s400/fireproof_onesheet-final-email-size.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334951375487310690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I watched:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SgmOUhUIwyI/AAAAAAAABGU/rLTgF9FAvm4/s1600-h/013102jmg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SgmOUhUIwyI/AAAAAAAABGU/rLTgF9FAvm4/s400/013102jmg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334951716788421410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THREE. TIMES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have at it, GO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-7263946813343580222?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7263946813343580222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=7263946813343580222&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7263946813343580222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7263946813343580222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/05/game-guess-reason.html' title='GAME: Guess The Reason'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SgmOAp3nG2I/AAAAAAAABGM/qOlTYdQLsAA/s72-c/fireproof_onesheet-final-email-size.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-6028839257632978452</id><published>2009-05-05T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T17:30:58.140-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Stinko de Mayo</title><content type='html'>What is the point of today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* flings confetti *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* blows squeaky, little, annoying thing *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* pops balloon *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* slaps donkey *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* stuffs face with cake and cookies *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG. WHOOP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-6028839257632978452?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6028839257632978452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=6028839257632978452&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6028839257632978452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6028839257632978452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/05/stinko-de-mayo.html' title='Stinko de Mayo'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-7343684494427018234</id><published>2009-05-04T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T06:32:01.433-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Facebook: FARM TOWN beta.</title><content type='html'>I love it.&lt;br /&gt;Mom loves it.&lt;br /&gt;All my friends who have it, love it.&lt;br /&gt;It's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just started. It's, like, this little world where you make a little farm, personalize your farmer and spend as long as you like raking, planting, harvesting and such.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, my wonderful cousin gave me a pig. I loved him, I named him Petey. And he was mine.&lt;br /&gt;But then he did the weirdest thing ever. He must have been trying to make me laugh so hard that I had to run to the bathroom because when I came back, he was standing up on his hind legs and dancing some kind of Southern jig!&lt;br /&gt;I. cracked. up.&lt;br /&gt;But he ran away...:(&lt;br /&gt;So now, I'm running around to everyone's farms and tending them, weeding, watering and harvesting everyone's farm to earn myself some coins.&lt;br /&gt;No one will ever replace my little Petey, but I might recieve a few animals as gifts soon. YIPEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-7343684494427018234?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7343684494427018234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=7343684494427018234&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7343684494427018234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7343684494427018234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/05/facebook-farm-town-beta.html' title='Facebook: FARM TOWN beta.'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-6425500588862434308</id><published>2009-04-27T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T11:40:54.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>QIZAMAGAJIGGIES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Body is 12 Years Old&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howoldisyourbodyquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your body is younger than it should be. Congratulations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're taking good care of yourself, and it's definitely paying off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether it's by accident or by choice, you're living a very healthy lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep it up, and you're likely to live a long, vibrant life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/howoldisyourbodyquiz/"&gt;How Old Is Your Body?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Mohawk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whathairstyleareyouquiz/mohawk.png" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a true rebel. You enjoy flaunting your nonconformity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your idea of style is not fitting in with the crowd. You like to look unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your best, you are creative and ready to challenge the status quo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you are surly and stubborn. You sometimes scar people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whathairstyleareyouquiz/"&gt;What Hairstyle Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-6425500588862434308?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6425500588862434308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=6425500588862434308&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6425500588862434308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6425500588862434308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/04/qizamagajiggies.html' title='QIZAMAGAJIGGIES!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-7925246153637632574</id><published>2009-04-25T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T09:58:04.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And Now...I Shall Attempt To Entertain Yaw With My LOLCATZ Pictures...&gt;: )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SfM_5nyjayI/AAAAAAAABCc/vfL-GmV-I5w/s1600-h/128849149137597594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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width: 380px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SfM-_Nf5auI/AAAAAAAABBk/N8tvaJUgGn8/s400/128722408788743629.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328672039785556706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-7925246153637632574?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7925246153637632574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=7925246153637632574&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7925246153637632574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7925246153637632574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-nowi-shall-attempt-to-entertain-yaw.html' title='And Now...I Shall Attempt To Entertain Yaw With My LOLCATZ Pictures...&gt;: )'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SfM_5nyjayI/AAAAAAAABCc/vfL-GmV-I5w/s72-c/128849149137597594.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-547484522553797086</id><published>2009-04-20T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T17:23:59.813-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pray'/><title type='text'>I Just Wrote This...</title><content type='html'>I just heard from a friend and her brother just went to be with Jesus. (He was shot. )&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just Fight." by Jayde Vernoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soldier on the battle field&lt;br /&gt;The one that would never yield&lt;br /&gt;The one that fought till his last breath&lt;br /&gt;And till' the job was done he would not rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here he lay on the ground&lt;br /&gt;Helpless, defenseless, listening to the sound&lt;br /&gt;He knew he didn't have very long&lt;br /&gt;So he wrote this song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish every single battle&lt;br /&gt;Never stop 'till the very end&lt;br /&gt;Learn every single lesson&lt;br /&gt;Make just one more friend&lt;br /&gt;Don't make more trouble than what's needed&lt;br /&gt;For you to understand&lt;br /&gt;Just fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears flowed from his eyes&lt;br /&gt;As he counted what was left of time&lt;br /&gt;He knew someone had spotted him&lt;br /&gt;But he tried not to give in&lt;br /&gt;And he prayed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I don't know what's gonna happen&lt;br /&gt;If You want to see me now, just know I'm willin'&lt;br /&gt;Do what you have to do&lt;br /&gt;For people to live long enough to know you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly he closed his eyes&lt;br /&gt;Then he imagined the skies&lt;br /&gt;Seeing God in all His splendor&lt;br /&gt;Knowing just what he did was right&lt;br /&gt;And He says to fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;Finish every single battle&lt;br /&gt;Never stop till the very end&lt;br /&gt;Learn every single lesson&lt;br /&gt;Make just one more friend&lt;br /&gt;Don't make more trouble than what's needed&lt;br /&gt;For you to understand&lt;br /&gt;Just fight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-547484522553797086?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/547484522553797086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=547484522553797086&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/547484522553797086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/547484522553797086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-just-wrote-this.html' title='I Just Wrote This...'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-3960314429126836711</id><published>2009-04-07T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:50:32.034-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ibeback'/><title type='text'>Hello Friends and Lurkers!</title><content type='html'>I've been away.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know why?&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://jungle-hut.blogspot.com/2009/04/did-you-miss-me.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, as I am too lazy to type it out myself and my mother can do a much better job of describing such things as a wicked crazy awesome volcano thingy! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...My computer (&lt;a href="http://img406.imageshack.us/img406/994/vostro1500tm9.jpg"&gt;sorta like this one&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;), is in the shop. It went to visit the computer doctor earlier this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Get this.&lt;br /&gt;I have&lt;br /&gt;NO GIMP&lt;br /&gt;NO YAHOO MESSENGER&lt;br /&gt;NO iTUNES&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;NO WINDOWS MICROSOFT OFFICE.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how much more of this I can take! I am going to DIE! :O :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, we have found Anna. And I smell watermelon..o.O&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...Anna was gone all day, we couldn't find her. We, of course, thought up the worst scenarios:&lt;br /&gt;She was taken and vaporized by aliens&lt;br /&gt;She was cat-napped (Which in a way...She was...She was napping when she was found.)&lt;br /&gt;She was...I don't wanna keep writing. The important thing is I found her and the house is filled with happiness again.&lt;br /&gt;She is sleeping with me tonight and that is final. We were worried sick! Well, me and Mom. We walked around calling her name and meowing. (Do not ask me why...)&lt;br /&gt;I found her under the pool-boards that surround the pool out in the backyard. I heard her before that, and I freaked out and called Dad to go get the ladder because I heard her. At first I thought she was over in the empty lot behind our house. Then I thought she was stuck in a tree next door. Everyone was questioning me.&lt;br /&gt;"Did you really hear her?"~Mom&lt;br /&gt;"Are you sure?"~Dad&lt;br /&gt;"Yes and yes..." I said, climbing the ladder. I looked over both walls. But I found her when I came back down. She has taken to hiding under the boards and it can drive us nuts.&lt;br /&gt;As it did today.&lt;br /&gt;But we found her and she has been fed Tuna and her life is back to peaches and cream. We adore our kitty.&lt;br /&gt;Look at this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/JUNGLE%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SdKM37mTzAI/AAAAAAAAA9c/WO0Hu7LdZFc/s1600/annaportrait.jpg"&gt;BEHOLD!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you NOT adore her? =) She is our little sweetie here. =)&lt;br /&gt;And other news...Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;I have taken up drawing.&lt;br /&gt;And I spent most of today cleaning my room.&lt;br /&gt;And my good friend, William at &lt;a href="http://william-richards.blogspot.com/"&gt;William's Blog&lt;/a&gt;, has Photoshop 6 and maybe he will copy it and send it to me? :D :D :D PLEASE? WITH CREAM, CHOCOLATE SYRUP, STRAWBERRIES, GUMMY BEARS, PEANUTS, SPRINKLES, M&amp;amp;Ms and...OTHER YUMMY STUFF on top? PLEASE? &lt;=-D&lt;br /&gt;I am off now, to go and read Skittle's blog now. =)&lt;br /&gt;...I'm sorry...But I can't think of anything else to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;That should be reward enough...tehehe...=D&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Verja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD Just kiddin'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PACE YAW! xD No, not that either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNTIL NEXT TIME! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-3960314429126836711?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/3960314429126836711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=3960314429126836711&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/3960314429126836711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/3960314429126836711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-friends-and-lurkers.html' title='Hello Friends and Lurkers!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-889820505637221599</id><published>2009-04-02T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T05:28:54.426-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><title type='text'>&gt;:)</title><content type='html'>After reading that-good-friend-of-mine-who-is-always-changing-her-name-and-now-I-cant-remember-what-it-is-at-this-minute-when-I-need-it-most's blog, I decided I'd chat about what superhero I'd make myself to be.&lt;br /&gt;GOTCHA! APRIL 2nd! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got some awesome news and some awful news. Which do you wanna hear first?&lt;br /&gt;"Neither. If I hear the good news first I won't be able to enjoy it cause I'll be worried about the bad news coming next, and if I hear the bad news first..-"&lt;br /&gt;~Adrian Monk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That outta make TGFOMWIACHNANICRWIIATMWINIM happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;...I hope I didn't miss a letter...8|&lt;br /&gt;* checks it *&lt;br /&gt;* double checks cause she doesn't trust her better judgment *&lt;br /&gt;* has a nightmare about missing a letter *&lt;br /&gt;* wakes up *&lt;br /&gt;* gets out of bed *&lt;br /&gt;* goes to the computer and checks again *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of my entries for LOLz at PunditKitchen and the ICanHazCheezburger contests every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SdSuIEQpn_I/AAAAAAAAA9k/49pIRGUASXQ/s1600-h/128826714002280731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SdSuIEQpn_I/AAAAAAAAA9k/49pIRGUASXQ/s400/128826714002280731.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320068513437163506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SdSvKaubu1I/AAAAAAAAA9s/hhQzp3kivwU/s1600-h/default.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SdSvKaubu1I/AAAAAAAAA9s/hhQzp3kivwU/s400/default.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320069653339028306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on today I will dedicate an entire post to my captioned photos. Deal? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I must start school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-889820505637221599?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/889820505637221599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=889820505637221599&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/889820505637221599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/889820505637221599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='&gt;:)'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SdSuIEQpn_I/AAAAAAAAA9k/49pIRGUASXQ/s72-c/128826714002280731.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-6897335298515151685</id><published>2009-03-30T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T06:45:49.459-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='report'/><title type='text'>The Olympics, Miss Persia</title><content type='html'>The Olympics is one of today's greatest athletic events. The Olympics games began thousands of years ago in Greece as part of Greek worship services. The Greeks believe the gods and godesses liked to see healthy bodies and athletic skills.&lt;br /&gt;So, every four years the best athletes competed in racing, boxing, wrestling, discus and javelin. At the start of the games, they honored Zeus, the king of their gods.&lt;br /&gt;An Olympic winner recieved no money.&lt;br /&gt;The winner of each sports event was given a crown of laurel leaves. Winning the Olympics was considered the highest honor a man could earn. When Greece fell, the Olympic games were discontinued.&lt;br /&gt;Then in 1896 they were renewed. This time, however, the worship of Greek gods was no longer a part of the competition.&lt;br /&gt;Athletes competed for the honor of their country.&lt;br /&gt;Today, of course, the Olympic games are telecast all over the world for people of every nation to see.&lt;br /&gt;~*~ (wipes sweat from forehead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the rule of King Xerxes in ancient Persia, there was a beauty pageant much like today's Miss Universe and Miss America contests.&lt;br /&gt;After divorcing his wife for disobeying him, Xerxes wanted to select a new queen. He held a Miss Persia contest in which all the most beautiful girls in the Persian Empire entered. The winner, the lovely Hebrew girl, Esther, married Xerxes and became queen of Persia.&lt;br /&gt;Then, as told by the Veggie tales,&lt;br /&gt;She saved herself and all the other Hebrews from being sent to the dreaded Isle of Perpetual Tickling for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;This is recorded in the book of Esther. I'm sure it wasn't really the Isle of Perpetual Tickling...Probably something much worse.&lt;br /&gt;In the VT movie, a grim reaper dude comes through the palace doors carrying and waving a feather while tickling the Peoni brothers and leading them to the Isle of Tickling.&lt;br /&gt;Its a great movie. Makes me laugh like something crazy. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-6897335298515151685?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6897335298515151685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=6897335298515151685&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6897335298515151685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6897335298515151685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/03/olympics-miss-persia.html' title='The Olympics, Miss Persia'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-4505200141454602460</id><published>2009-03-27T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T10:03:52.729-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Alexander the Awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;A towering figure of ancient Greek history, Alexander the Great is said to have come close to conquering the civilized world. The son of King Phillip II of Macedon, Alexander was educated by the philosopher &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Aristotle&lt;/span&gt; and first led troops at age 18. After his father's death he whipped the superpower Persians and conquered much of the civilized world. He died suddenly at age 33 after a bout of heavy drinking; some suggest he was poisoned, though no cause of death has ever been proved.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Alexander's favorite horse &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Bucephalus&lt;/span&gt; one of history's famous steeds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~*~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xerxes' only had two wives that I could think of or google...:D Esther and Vashti. They can be found in the Bible..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-4505200141454602460?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4505200141454602460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=4505200141454602460&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/4505200141454602460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/4505200141454602460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/03/alexander-awesome.html' title='Alexander the Awesome'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-6947244520750168841</id><published>2009-03-24T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T11:10:49.897-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(WARNING: Toxic. Read at your own risk. Do not read and memorize anything. Your brain will explode.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLASSICAL GREECE AND HELLENIZATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the Assyrians, Babylonians and Persians took turns dominating the Mesopotamian area, a new civilization was developing in the area now known as Greece. This culture has little influence on nearby civilizations, however, until a Macedonian military general named Alexander (OO-RAH! xD) united the Greeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREEK CITY STATES COLONIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The land of Greece, divided by rugged mountain ranges, was slow to develop a single, unified government.&lt;br /&gt;Life was competitive between Athens, Sparta and Corinth.&lt;br /&gt;As a result, when threatened by invaders, the Greeks found it difficult to face the common enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta da...Hope you enjoyed it...I sure didn't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-6947244520750168841?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6947244520750168841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=6947244520750168841&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6947244520750168841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6947244520750168841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/03/warning-toxic.html' title=''/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-3306993027987248253</id><published>2009-03-20T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T09:09:03.040-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='report'/><title type='text'>Buddha's Rules</title><content type='html'>1. A person's life is full of misery and suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sufferings are caused by a person's own selfish desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sufferings end when a person completely overcomes his desires and gets rid of all jealousy, greed and selfishness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Nirvana can be achieved by right living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a boring way to live! Imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry.. It was my pri--"&lt;br /&gt;"SELFISHNESS."&lt;br /&gt;"Yes. That."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-3306993027987248253?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/3306993027987248253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=3306993027987248253&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/3306993027987248253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/3306993027987248253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/03/buddhas-rules.html' title='Buddha&apos;s Rules'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-2365370022241486863</id><published>2009-03-16T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T10:16:50.270-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='report'/><title type='text'>The Amazon Women</title><content type='html'>The Amazons are a nation of all-female warriors in Classical and Greek mythology, who were quite possibly historical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stories of beautiful and bloodthirsty female warrior women thundering across arid battlefields have been told, re-told and speculated over for thousands of years and by many cultures. Greek myths are filled with tales of the Amazons and their exploits, love affairs and battles with &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Olympian gods like Zeus, Ares and Hera. Amazon warriors fought and died in the Trojan war. Homer and Hippocrates speculated over or wrote of these fierce fighting women, as did Greek historian Herodotus. The West African kingdom of Dahomey employed a legion of so-called Amazons who conquered cities for King Agaja during the 1600’s. Spanish adventurer, Francisco de Orellana, is said to have named South America’s greatest river, the Amazon, after a fierce tribe of warrior women he encountered along its banks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;table align="right" border="0" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_client = "pub-6167988213978292"; google_ad_width = 180; google_ad_height = 90; google_ad_format = "180x90_0ads_al"; google_ad_channel ="5878910303"; google_color_border = "FFFFFF"; google_color_bg = "FFFFFF"; google_color_link = "339933"; google_color_url = "000000"; google_color_text = "000000"; //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;window.google_render_ad();&lt;/script&gt;&lt;iframe name="google_ads_frame" src="http://googleads.g.doubleclick.net/pagead/ads?client=ca-pub-6167988213978292&amp;amp;dt=1237223493469&amp;amp;lmt=1237223488&amp;amp;prev_fmts=336x280_as&amp;amp;format=180x90_0ads_al&amp;amp;output=html&amp;amp;correlator=1237223493410&amp;amp;channel=5878910303&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.essortment.com%2Fall%2Famazonswarrior_ryci.htm&amp;amp;color_bg=FFFFFF&amp;amp;color_text=000000&amp;amp;color_link=339933&amp;amp;color_url=000000&amp;amp;color_border=FFFFFF&amp;amp;ea=0&amp;amp;ref=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.google.com.py%2Fsearch%3Fhl%3Des%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla%253Aen-US%253Aofficial%26hs%3DBYG%26q%3DThe%2BAmazon%2BWomen%2Bmyth%26btnG%3DBuscar%26lr%3D&amp;amp;frm=0&amp;amp;ga_vid=1724453050.1237223493&amp;amp;ga_sid=1237223493&amp;amp;ga_hid=911250856&amp;amp;flash=9.0.124&amp;amp;u_h=800&amp;amp;u_w=1280&amp;amp;u_ah=766&amp;amp;u_aw=1280&amp;amp;u_cd=16&amp;amp;u_tz=-240&amp;amp;u_his=3&amp;amp;u_java=true&amp;amp;u_nplug=17&amp;amp;u_nmime=50&amp;amp;dtd=2" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" vspace="0" hspace="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="180" frameborder="0" height="90"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;p&gt;Greek mythology describes the Amazons as descendants of the god of war, Ares, and the sea nymph, Harmonia. They worshipped Artemis, goddess of the hunt and exactly where the Amazons territory was has always been disputed. Herodotus believed they may have occupied the sweeping steppes of Southern Russia. Other stories claim they lived in Thrace or along the lower Caucasus Mountains in northern Albania. The Thermodon River, in Asia Minor, known today as the coast of Turkey, seems to be the most frequently mentioned territory of the Amazons. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Amazon society was stringently matriarchal. Males were of no use other than for mating purposes and as slaves, doing work that was traditionally performed by women. Mens’ outer extremities were often mutilated to prevent them taking up arms against their captors or escaping. Male babies were either given away at birth to neighbouring tribes or killed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From an early age Amazons were trained in the arts of war. Some myths and stories say that during adolescence a young Amazon’s right breast would be cauterised or entirely removed by her mother so that once the girl reached adulthood she could wield bows and throw javelins more accurately. Experts disagree, claiming that the Amazons would not have had the medical know how to prevent massive haemorrhage or infection if such drastic mutilations actually occurred. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Amazons were said to be the first humans to tame and ride horses. They were fearless and expert warriors, on horseback or as foot soldiers, and the Greeks fiercest enemies. They dedicated themselves to endless hours of training in the art of combat, their favored weapons, bows, spears and doubled-sided battle axes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of the most enduring Greek Amazon myths tells of King Eurytheseus dispatching Hercules to steal Queen Hippolyte’s golden girdle, a gift from Ares. Rather than attacking the army standing outside their city, the Amazons showed curiosity and welcomed them. Hippolyte and Hercules fell in love. Jealous goddess Juno spread lies about the Greeks ulterior motive to kidnap the Amazon queen and hold her for ransom. A bloody battle ensued and there were great losses on both sides, Hercules eventually victorious and returning to Greece with Hippolyte’s girdle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yet despite such tales and myths very little concrete archaeological evidence has ever been unearthed to prove that a race of Amazons actually existed. Most stories about them have been dismissed as pure conjecture or wishful thinking, including Herodotus’s writings of Amazons in Russia and their possible connection with the ancient Scythian race. Recent excavations by Russian archaeologists, however, have produced new evidence that suggests Herodotus may have been right. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Scythians were a race of mounted nomadic warriors whose early origins are still a mystery and who lived in Central Asia around the 7-8th centuries BC. Their generals were said to be more cunning military tacticians than Genghis Khan, who, centuries later conquered half the world. Yet the Scythians were illiterate, they left no language and history, other than their large round burial mounds, or kurgans, plundered ruins that are found all over the Russian steppes. Russian archaeologists have found some kurgans that are still intact, a few of them containing the remains of what they believe were Scythian royalty or aristocrats. These tombs also contained a breathtaking array of golden artefacts: jewellery, chalices, weapons, breastplates and other finely crafted masterpieces depicting Scythian life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Herodotus wrote of the Scythians as being an extremely barbaric and bloodthirsty race,skinning and beheading slain adversaries and shaping their skulls into drinking cups. Funerals were highly ceremonial and even more blood-drenched. A fallen warrior’s wife and entire household were often killed and placed inside the kurgan to serve in the afterlife. Dozens of the finest horses were sacrificed and staked upright around the outside of the burial mound. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;New burial mounds recently opened outside the town of Pokrovka contained the remains of women, some thought to be of great station. They were buried in full battle dress and with a assortment of weapons and other items of war lying beside them. One young woman’s leg bones were signifi &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cantly bowed suggesting she spent most of her life on horseback. Another skeleton had an arrowhead lodged in the upper chest, indicating she might have died in battle. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This startling evidence seems to confirm Herodotus’s early theories that certain cultures held women in higher esteem, some even riding alongside men into battle. Other mysterious burial sites have also been recently unearthed in China dating back 2000 years or more, the remains and artefacts suggesting that within other extinct cultures women may have held powerful social and perhaps even military positions as well. Whether any of these long-dead women found in the Pokrovka kurgans or in other recent digs could actually be the mythical Amazons of Greek legend has yet to be confirmed - or may never be proven. For the foreseeable future, research and speculation continues. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-2365370022241486863?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2365370022241486863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=2365370022241486863&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2365370022241486863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2365370022241486863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/03/amazon-women.html' title='The Amazon Women'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-1502583089102335462</id><published>2009-03-12T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T04:59:01.331-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>What I Have Learned</title><content type='html'>I hope that you will all take my word for it and not try this and have to learn it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to laugh, as I already have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I Have Been Told To Never Do...AFTER I've Done Them... (And the date I learned them. I went to my diary and checked the dates. I knew I could trust it, because I always write when I'm scared, upset, feel awful. Some are too old, though. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Don't flush a toothbrush down a toilet. It clogs it up. 6/14/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Don't stab a refrigerator to death with a knife. 3/11/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Carry a $200 DVD player in the hallway and not watch where you're going. Destiny says you will trip on the thin rug. 3/11/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Let people see you cry. 1/5/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Tighten your earrings so much because you're afraid they'll fall out. So tight that they will go inside your ear and have to be removed with Dad's leather-man. (Ski Trip of...97?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE learn from me.&lt;br /&gt;Any more, you can be sure that I will update this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-1502583089102335462?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1502583089102335462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=1502583089102335462&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/1502583089102335462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/1502583089102335462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-i-have-learned.html' title='What I Have Learned'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-7472413261535716139</id><published>2009-03-08T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:24:08.478-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Hurry up and Wait!</title><content type='html'>This daylight savings stuff is driving me nuts. We almost left for Bible Study an hour early.&lt;br /&gt;NO WONDER my friend was like, going crazy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't blogged blogged in forever. Lately it has just been school stuff...I know.&lt;br /&gt;* dodges tomatoes *&lt;br /&gt;About the Seven Wonders and the Indian beliefs...I sorry. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing very new here. It rained today, so we didn't get to play soccer like I wanted. Grr.&lt;br /&gt;I was sooo mad! But, we left. And then we got to baby sit a special needs boy, Elena, Abby and a sweet 11-year-old girl.&lt;br /&gt;The special needs boy is such a sweetheart. :) And he laughs at my jokes. YAY! No, really. I can't see how people can tease and be afraid of special need kids... They're weak in some points, but wicked crazy awesome strong in others! :) For example, he's the most patient kid I've ever seen! I must learn from him.&lt;br /&gt;* stares at Abel and takes notes *&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing really, to write about.&lt;br /&gt;OH! I can say 'how are you?', 'I am very cold', 'What is your name?', 'Dad', 'Mom', 'My friend', 'Good' and 'No way' in Guarani! :) The girl taught me. :) And everyone says I have a nice tone. :) But, honestly, Guarani isn't that hard for me or my dad, because Ye'kwana is very very similar to Guarani. And we already know Ye'kwana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom made Taco Soup today. And we have been having it all day...It is SO good! She got it from the crock-pot lady. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more school tomorrow, so I have to skeedaddle. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, not the puppy faces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you all, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-7472413261535716139?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7472413261535716139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=7472413261535716139&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7472413261535716139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7472413261535716139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/03/hurry-up-and-wait.html' title='Hurry up and Wait!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-7960614797404759857</id><published>2009-02-27T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T07:26:07.919-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='report'/><title type='text'>The Seven Wonders of the Ancient World</title><content type='html'>I just love Fridays. For three reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I get to do all my writing assignments and projects, tests and such, and those are very quick.&lt;br /&gt;2. IHeartFaces has Fix It Friday that gives me something to work on while I'm bored after school.&lt;br /&gt;3. Tonight I am working on my solo with the choir! Nervous, but ...EXCITED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhoozins. Here is my report on the Seven Wonders of the Ancient World. I will do all in my goofy and funny power to make this as enjoyable as possible.&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE GREAT PYRAMID OF GIZA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pyramid is the oldest of the Ancient wonders, and the only one that has lasted until today. It was built with nearly 2 million bricks, each weighing approximately two tons...Imagine hefting those about!&lt;br /&gt;The person who yelled at people to make it was the Egyptian pharaoh Khufu, who wanted it as a tomb when he died, around 2560. B.C.&lt;br /&gt;Methinks Khufu was a little kookoo. What about you-you?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, honestly, I wouldn't wanna be put to rest in a huge, freaky temple. A coffin is fine for me, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;When it was built, the Great Pyramid was 481 feet high, over the years, it lost 30 feet off the top.&lt;br /&gt;It was ranked as the tallest structure for 43 centuries.&lt;br /&gt;Popular structure.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE HANGING GARDENS OF BABYLON:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hanging Gardens of Babylon were built by Nebuchadnezzar II, around 600 B.C. It is said that he had them constructed to please his wife...&lt;br /&gt;Maan! Imagine.&lt;br /&gt;"I am upset."&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you upset, my wife?"&lt;br /&gt;"I have nothing beautiful to look at."&lt;br /&gt;* calls second hand man *"Make my wife a hanging garden."&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT?!"&lt;br /&gt;"Do it."&lt;br /&gt;"O-o-okay...Um...How big, sire?"&lt;br /&gt;"BIG."&lt;br /&gt;"Uh...Okay."&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;His wife, Amytis of Media, was from Persia, and Persia was beautiful. Who knows? Maybe he made it to look like Persia, her homeland.&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STATUE OF ZEUS AT OLYMPIA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this little dude..Well...He's not very little. Some 39 feet tall.&lt;br /&gt;A recent critic said,&lt;br /&gt;"It seems that if this Zeus were to stand up, he would unroof the temple made to house him."&lt;br /&gt;YOU DON'T SAY??????&lt;br /&gt;The statue was created by Phidias. Kudos, Phidias.&lt;br /&gt;In the sculpture, he was wreathed with shoots of olive and seated on a magnificent throne of cedarwood, inlaid with ivory, gold and precious stones. INCLUDING: Jade stones. ( xD YEAH! )&lt;br /&gt;In Zeus' right hand, a small statue of crowned Nike, goddess of victory, (so THAT'S where the shoes get the name!), also chryselephantine, and in his left hand a scepter inlaid with metals on which an eagle perched on the top.&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE TEMPLE OF DIANA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A temple dedicated to Artemis, around 550 B.C at Ephesus. Nothing remains of the temple.&lt;br /&gt;So that is all we know of it.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty exciting, huh? Wanna see somethin' awesome? &lt;a href="http://http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Artemis_Efes_Museum.JPG"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Artemis_Efes_Museum.JPG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE TOMB OF MAUSSOLLUS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tomb of maussollus was a tomb built between 353 and 350 B.C. Approximately, 135 feet in height.&lt;br /&gt;It was designed by Greek architects, Satyros and Pythus. It now lays in ruins, but it's pretty sweet...:)&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE COLOSSUS OF RHODES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colossus of Rhodes was a statue of the Greek god, Helios, erected on the Greek island of Rhodes by Charles of Lindos between 292 and 280 B.C.&lt;br /&gt;Before it's destruction, it stood over 107 feet high, making it one of the tallest statues in the ancient world.&lt;br /&gt;Media reports in 1989 initially suggested that large stones found on the seabed off the coast of Rhodes have been the remains of the colossus, but that has been proved to NOT be true. :P :)&lt;br /&gt;The statue was made of bronze, and could not have been built with it's legs apart, because it would collapse from it's own weight.&lt;br /&gt;Heavy dude.&lt;br /&gt;Ancient accounts describe the statue as being built with iron tie bars. Much of the iron and bronze in it was reforged from the various weapons Demetrius' battle left behind.&lt;br /&gt;SO THAT is where all this recycling stuff started.&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LIGHTHOUSE OF ALEXANDRIA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lighthouse was a tower built in the 3rd century B.C on the island of Pharos in Alexandria, Egypt to serve as the port's landmark, and later, a lighthouse.&lt;br /&gt;Probably why they call it the lighthouse now. That would just be boring. 'THE LANDMARK OF ALEXANDRIA', Ooh! So exciting! Such oral interest...:P I'd love to read THAT school report.&lt;br /&gt;It was about 380 to 490 feet. People are still arguing about it.&lt;br /&gt;It was among the tallest-man-made structures for a while.&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAKE UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* jumps through screen and pours water on you *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm DONE! You can get on with your life now!&lt;br /&gt;WAKEY WAKEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon!!! I tried not to be too boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* sigh *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-7960614797404759857?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7960614797404759857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=7960614797404759857&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7960614797404759857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7960614797404759857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/02/seven-wonders-of-ancient-world.html' title='The Seven Wonders of the Ancient World'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-6456541272620435722</id><published>2009-02-20T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T06:40:05.276-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='report'/><title type='text'>School Report on The Beginnings of Life According to Ancient Cultures!</title><content type='html'>I chose Guarani, Ye'Kwana and Cherokee I wanted to do Indians, because 1. I'm part Cherokee. I wanted to bring back the Ye'Kwana, because I love them. and 3. I am surrounded by Guarani-speakers. My mission is to find whether they support evolution or creationism, and to find similarities. I searched the Google for Guarani and Cherokee, but Dad and Jewel were more than helpful for the Ye'Kwana version.&lt;br /&gt;I am MONK, so I'll do alphabetical order.&lt;br /&gt;Cherokee 'tis.&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: I stole this from a website. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="modfloat full"&gt;&lt;div id="mod_1013758" class="module moduleText color0"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Cherokee belief ( This supports Creationism.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="" class="txtd" id="txtd_1013758"&gt;&lt;p&gt;The earth was a great island floating in a sea of water, suspended by a cord at each of the four cardinal points, hanging down from the sky vault, which is solid rock. When the world grows old and worn out, the people will die, the cords will break and the earth will sink back into the ocean and all will be water again. The Indians fear this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="modfloat right"&gt;&lt;div id="mod_1013950" class="module moduleImage"&gt;&lt;div id="imgs_1013950"&gt;    &lt;div id="img_url_277863"&gt;      &lt;img src="http://z.hubpages.com/u/277863_f120.jpg" class="quarter" alt="Origin of Animals" title="Origin of Animals" height="162" width="120" /&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="caption_half" id="img_desc_277863"&gt;      Origin of Animals     &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div id="img_url_277864"&gt;      &lt;img src="http://z.hubpages.com/u/277864_f120.jpg" class="quarter" alt="" title="" height="93" width="120" /&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="caption_half" id="img_desc_277864"&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div id="img_url_277866"&gt;      &lt;img src="http://z.hubpages.com/u/277866_f120.jpg" class="quarter" alt="" title="" height="150" width="120" /&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="caption_half" id="img_desc_277866"&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="modfloat full"&gt;&lt;div id="mod_1013761" class="module moduleText color0"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;In the Beginning&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="" class="txtd" id="txtd_1013761"&gt;&lt;p&gt;When all was water, the animals were above, beyond the arch, in &lt;em&gt;Galunlati.&lt;/em&gt; It was very crowded and they wanted more room. They wondered what was below the water and "Beaver's Grandchild", the water beetle, offered to go and learn. It darted in all directions across the water's surface but could not find a firm place to rest. Then it dove to the bottom and returned with some soft mud, which began to grow and spread on every side until it became the island we call earth. Afterward it was fastened to the sky with four cords but no one remembers this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="modfloat right"&gt;&lt;div id="mod_1013954" class="module moduleImage"&gt;&lt;div id="imgs_1013954"&gt;    &lt;div id="img_url_277868"&gt;      &lt;img src="http://z.hubpages.com/u/277868_f120.jpg" class="quarter" alt="Native American Waterbird Symbol" title="Native American Waterbird Symbol" height="120" width="120" /&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="caption_half" id="img_desc_277868"&gt;      Native American Waterbird Symbol     &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div id="img_url_277870"&gt;      &lt;img src="http://z.hubpages.com/u/277870_f260.jpg" class="half" alt="Buzzard" title="Buzzard" height="155" width="260" /&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="caption_half" id="img_desc_277870"&gt;      Buzzard     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="modfloat full"&gt;&lt;div id="mod_1013762" class="module moduleText color0"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Creation of Mountains and Valleys&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="" class="txtd" id="txtd_1013762"&gt;&lt;p&gt;At first, the earth was flat, very soft and wet. The animals were anxious to get down so they sent different birds to see if it was dry but they found no place to alight and returned to &lt;em&gt;Galunlati&lt;/em&gt;. When it seemed to be time, they sent out the Buzzard, telling him to go and make ready for them. It was known as the Great Buzzard, father of all buzzards we see now. He flew all over the earth, close to the ground but it was still soft. By the time he reached Cherokee country, he was very tired. His wings began to flap and strike the ground. Wherever they struck the earth, there was a valley and where they turned up again there was a mountain. When the animals above saw this, they were afraid that the whole world would be mountains and called him back. The Cherokee country remains full of mountains even today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="modfloat right"&gt;&lt;div id="mod_1013955" class="module moduleImage"&gt;&lt;div id="imgs_1013955"&gt;    &lt;div id="img_url_277871"&gt;      &lt;img src="http://z.hubpages.com/u/277871_f260.jpg" class="half" alt="Sun symbol" title="Sun symbol" height="248" width="260" /&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="caption_half" id="img_desc_277871"&gt;      Sun symbol     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="modfloat full"&gt;&lt;div id="mod_1013763" class="module moduleText color0"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Creation of Light&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="" class="txtd" id="txtd_1013763"&gt;&lt;p&gt;When the earth was dry, the animals came down. It was still dark, so they got the sun and set it in a track to go across the island east to west every day. It was too hot this way and the Red Crawfish had his shell scorched to a bright red and it spoiled the meat. The Cherokee do not eat it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The conjurers raised the sun again and again seven times until it was right and left it there. Every day the sun goes along this arch and returns at night to the starting place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="modfloat right"&gt;&lt;div id="mod_1013956" class="module moduleImage"&gt;&lt;div id="imgs_1013956"&gt;    &lt;div id="img_url_277872"&gt;      &lt;img src="http://z.hubpages.com/u/277872_f260.jpg" class="half" alt="" title="" height="195" width="260" /&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="caption_half" id="img_desc_277872"&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div id="img_url_277873"&gt;      &lt;img src="http://z.hubpages.com/u/277873_f260.jpg" class="half" alt="" title="" height="239" width="260" /&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="caption_half" id="img_desc_277873"&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="modfloat full"&gt;&lt;div id="mod_1013764" class="module moduleText color0"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;The Underground World&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="" class="txtd" id="txtd_1013764"&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is another world under this arch, much like ours in everything...plants, animals and people, except the seasons are different. The streams that come down from the mountains are the trails used to read this underworld. The springs at their heads are the doorways in which it is entered. In order to do this, one must fast, go to the water and have one of the underground people guide them through. We know that the seasons in the underworld are different because the water in the springs is always warmer in the winter and colder in the summer than the outer air.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="modfloat right"&gt;&lt;div id="mod_1013957" class="module moduleImage"&gt;&lt;div id="imgs_1013957"&gt;    &lt;div id="img_url_277877"&gt;      &lt;img src="http://z.hubpages.com/u/277877_f120.jpg" class="quarter" alt="Owl" title="Owl" height="180" width="120" /&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="caption_half" id="img_desc_277877"&gt;      Owl     &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div id="img_url_277879"&gt;      &lt;img src="http://z.hubpages.com/u/277879_f120.jpg" class="quarter" alt="Panther" title="Panther" height="90" width="120" /&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="caption_half" id="img_desc_277879"&gt;      Panther     &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div id="img_url_277880"&gt;      &lt;img src="http://z.hubpages.com/u/277880_f120.jpg" class="quarter" alt="Cedar" title="Cedar" height="147" width="120" /&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="caption_half" id="img_desc_277880"&gt;      Cedar     &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div id="img_url_277881"&gt;      &lt;img src="http://z.hubpages.com/u/277881_f120.jpg" class="quarter" alt="Holly" title="Holly" height="80" width="120" /&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="caption_half" id="img_desc_277881"&gt;      Holly     &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div id="img_url_277882"&gt;      &lt;img src="http://z.hubpages.com/u/277882_f120.jpg" class="quarter" alt="Laurel" title="Laurel" height="105" width="120" /&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="caption_half" id="img_desc_277882"&gt;      Laurel     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="modfloat full"&gt;&lt;div id="mod_1013767" class="module moduleText color0"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Seven Nights Watch&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="" class="txtd" id="txtd_1013767"&gt;&lt;p&gt;When the plants and animals were first made ( we do not know by whom) they were told to watch and keep awake for seven nights. In the same sense, young men now fast and keep awake when they pray to their medicine. They tried to do this and nearly all were awake the first night but the second night several drifted off to sleep. The third night more slept and then more until by the seventh night, of all the animals, only the owl, the panther and one or two more were still awake. These animals that remained awake were given the power to see in the dark and to make prey of the birds and animals which must sleep at night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of the trees, only the cedar, pine, holly, spruce and the laurel were awake to the end. For their endurance, they were given the power to be always green and to be the greatest for medicine. To the others it was said, "Because you have not endured to the end you shall lose your hair in the winter".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="modfloat right"&gt;&lt;div id="mod_1013958" class="module moduleImage"&gt;&lt;div id="imgs_1013958"&gt;    &lt;div id="img_url_277883"&gt;      &lt;img src="http://z.hubpages.com/u/277883_f260.jpg" class="half" alt="Adoption of the Human Race" title="Adoption of the Human Race" height="356" width="260" /&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="caption_half" id="img_desc_277883"&gt;      Adoption of the Human Race     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p&gt;The primary figure in most Guaraní creation legends is &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Tupa&lt;/span&gt;, the supreme god of all creation. With the help of the &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;moon goddess Arasy&lt;/span&gt;, Tupa descended upon the Earth in a location specified as a hill in the region of Aregúa, Paraguay, and from that location created all that is found upon the face of the earth, including the &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;ocean&lt;/span&gt;, forests, and the animals. It is also said that the &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;stars&lt;/span&gt; were placed in the sky at this point.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tupã then created humanity (according to most Guaraní myths, the Guaraní were naturally the first race of people to be made, with every other civilization being born from it) in an elaborate ceremony, forming &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;clay&lt;/span&gt; statues of man and woman with a mixture of various elements from nature. After breathing life into the human forms, he left them with the spirits of good and evil and departed.&lt;/p&gt;Pretty sweet, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ye'Kwana. This one was very interesting to me. I'm gonna wing it, because it is so long, I might get a few wrong...But...Dad barely remembered it. So...Here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think... With a funny, modern twist. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanaadi, the Ye'Kwana god was lonely, so he made a woman. He fell in love with her, but she kept running away. He chased her and she still got away. He tried making more women, but loved none of them as much and they ran away too. He was sad, and decided to turn into a sloth and look for her. ( Why a sloth, I don't know.) He was shot by a hunter who took him to an old lady's house... She knew who he was.&lt;br /&gt;"You are Wanaadi. I know you. You created me."&lt;br /&gt;"Yes." Said the sloth. "What's crackalackin'?"&lt;br /&gt;"I left you and fell in love with a man but he beats me and is not good to me."&lt;br /&gt;So the sloth took the old lady back to the jungle and tried and tried to turn her back to the beautiful woman that she had once been but he couldn't. So...He...burned her. And hung her up in a tree in a caccoon thingamajiggy.&lt;br /&gt;He left her there for a few days and then called all of the animals of the jungle. They came in a hurry.&lt;br /&gt;"Cut her down!" He demanded.&lt;br /&gt;The monkey went up and couldn't stop laughing, so he was cursed.&lt;br /&gt;Same with a great bunch of all the others...( I dunno... If I saw a rotting corpse I probably wouldn't laugh. I'd be shakin' in my tubesocks.)&lt;br /&gt;The one animal that could, was the lizard. He went up, ( held is giggles in, I guess...0.o) and bit the rope so that she fell.&lt;br /&gt;He was blessed with a tail that shoots. ( Oh, joy of joys!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The creation story is very short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanaadi made a mountain that looked like a tree. And ...somehow...we don't remember...People were...created from that tree. As the times wore on, the people cut down the top of the tree and that cut off communication with Wanaadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoyed this. I sure did.&lt;br /&gt;I think it's safe to say that they support Creationism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD. FOR. THEM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-6456541272620435722?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6456541272620435722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=6456541272620435722&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6456541272620435722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6456541272620435722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/02/school-report-on-beginnings-of-life.html' title='School Report on The Beginnings of Life According to Ancient Cultures!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-4087886691659737629</id><published>2009-02-18T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T06:43:36.285-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>ATTACK OF THE HEAVY HIGH SCHOOL BOOKS!!</title><content type='html'>I have started school.&lt;br /&gt;Which means I will have more stuff to blog about. WOO!&lt;br /&gt;But also means I won't spend quite as much time on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;* boo *&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The books are huge. I'm annoyed at them. But the Science guy is funny! And none of them are uberly boring.&lt;br /&gt;I now realize why Mom chose A.C.E for furlough...Imagine carrying those bricks around everywhere?&lt;br /&gt;ME:"Mom, where's the A.C.E stuff?"&lt;br /&gt;MOM:"I used those for furlough."&lt;br /&gt;ME:"Why?"&lt;br /&gt;MOM:"Cause the big ones are hard to pack and carry around. We wouldn't have been able to carry them around everywhere we went."&lt;br /&gt;ME:* mutters * "Ah, yes. What a shame, what a tragedy..."&lt;br /&gt;MOM:* giggles * "Get in there and get started!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;No, now I really am overjoyed that I have school. I can't believe I said that... But during break I've been terribly bored. Now it's back and I'm determined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'd best return to my stuffs. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-4087886691659737629?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4087886691659737629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=4087886691659737629&amp;isPopup=true' title='58 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/4087886691659737629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/4087886691659737629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/02/attack-of-heavy-high-school-books.html' title='ATTACK OF THE HEAVY HIGH SCHOOL BOOKS!!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>58</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-2957193499976469396</id><published>2009-02-16T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T11:12:28.551-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme monday'/><title type='text'>ALPHABET TAGGY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;vailable: Uh...What?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;ge: 14.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;nnoyance: People who run up and poke you.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;nimal: Aardvark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;eer: Ew.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;irthday: August 30th.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;ody Part on opposite: .Umm...An--kle?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;est feeling in the world: Happiness. ( XD )&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;lind or Deaf: Neither.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;est weather: Hard rain.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;een in Love: .../:o.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;een on stage: Yes. Every Sunday. I am in the choir.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;elieve in Magic: Only God's magic. :) The bunnies in the hat are kept in a secret compartment and shoved in there until the dude pulls him out. Or, when they don't move the hat off the table, there's a compartment under the table. The reason they has bunnies is cause bunnies make no noise. I mean...If I was locked in a stuffy little thing I'd sure make some noise! Poor bunnies can't...Save the bunnies! Don't hire magicians!&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;elieve in Santa: Daddy has told me that unless I do, I get no presents.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;* standing ovation * I BELIEVE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;andy: Gummy worms!&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;olor: Turquoise! The color of a square on my bedspread and of my new bracelet and of a fish in the pet store and of my friend's teddy bear's eyes!!&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;hocolate/Vanilla: White chocolate...Vanilla-y chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;ake or pie: Cheesecake is better than pie. Or cake. But that's not one of the options..Vanilla cake with chocolate frosting.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;ountry to visit: France.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;heese: Cheddar cheese. On toast. Cheese toast. Dipped in grape jelly. Cheddar cheese toast dipped in grape jelly. SMUCKER's grape jelly. Cheddar cheese toast dipped in SMUCKER's grape jelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;ay or Night: I'm weird. I'm a night owl and an early bird. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;yes: They change colors. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;veryone's Got: A BABY KANGAROO! YOURS IS PINK BUT MINE IS A BLUE OR WHERE'D I GET MINE? AT THE ZOO! NO EVERYBODY'S GOT A BABY KANGARooOOOOOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;irst Thoughts Waking Up: What time is it? What day is it? I need to make my bed. Ugh... Look at my desk...I need cereal. Anna, come cuddle! WOW, it's cold!&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;ood: Yes, I-I-I like food. It's rather, uh...Nourishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;reatest Fear: .....  I hate those freaky people that walk on sticks and dress up like Abe Lincoln or...The african ones at Busch Gardens are scary, too. They FREAK me OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;oals: Win the soccer game on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;um: Chiclet.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;et along with your parents?: I love my 'rents! :) XD XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;air Color: Blonde.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;eight: 4'11...Since I was 11...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;appy: BIRTHDAY TO MEEEEEEEE! XD XD&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;oliday: Valentine's Da-a-a-o!&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ow do you want to die? =O...Uhm...I haven't thought that far ahead yet...\:o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;ce Cream: Love it.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;nstrument: Piany. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;ewelry: Subtle? PNA! HAHA! Too much is never enough!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;ob: Professional Procrastinator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;ids: I like them. They make me laugh and they are cute.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;ickboxing or Karate: Neither, but if I had t' pick...Karate.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;eep a journal?: Uh-uh. Diary. (s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ove: The opposite of hate.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;etter: Z! Awesomest letter in the history of awesome letters!&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;aughed so hard you cried: Yes. I'm watching a funny Monk video. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;ilk flavor: ??MILK FLAVOR. The flavor of MILK.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;ovies: uh uh uh uh FINDING NEMO!&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;otion sickness?: yeah...HUH-uh! Never!&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;cD’s or BK?: Both. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;umber: 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;ne wish: McCja and McCbr, GET HERE NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;erfect Pizza: Pepperoni, sausage, white cheese and lotsa sauce! With mushrooms.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;epsi/Coke: Pepsi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uail: Pretty birdies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;eason to cry: Lots of them.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;eality T.V.: None.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;adio Station: I live in P A R A G U A Y. I don't like ANY radio stations here.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;oll your tongue in a circle: * rolls tongue in a circle *, * bows *&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;ing size: I have NO idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ong: Beauty and the Beast...Best song in the history of great songs.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;hoe size: hehe. 7 -7 1/2&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; S&lt;/span&gt;alad dressing: Ranch.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ushi: Ew. No. NE-VER.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;lept outside: Yeah...I lived in the JUN-GLE!&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;moked?: Never. EVER smoked.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ing well?: ...I like to sing...&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;trawberries/Blueberries: Both are good in cheesecake, jellies and jams, pies and muffins, but I can't stand them alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;attoos?: UCKY!&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;ime for bed: 10:30 or 11.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;hunderstorms: WOO!:) :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;npredictable: hmm....predictable people are unpredictable...but you can always predict that unpredictable people will do something unpredictable... * copies Kateh's ansa *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;acation spot: My bed. With QUIET. And a good book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;eakness: Less fortunates.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;hich one of your friends acts the most like you: Katie. Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;ho makes you laugh the most: ...My friends.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;anted to be a model: NO.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;here do we go when we die?: Have you asked Jesus to be your Saviour? Do that and then we'll talk. If you haven't already...Of course.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;orst Weather?: HOT HOT HOT slimy weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;-Rays: Never been to the emergency room. :)&lt;br /&gt;- E&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;'s: ?? Huh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ear it is now: 2009...And sunny. XD&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ellow: snow! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;oo animal: Uh...That weird zebra thing with a long purple tongue and the head of a giraffe...I forget what it's called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; LAST PERSON WHO…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Talked to in person? : Dad.&lt;br /&gt;2. You went to the mall with?: Dad.&lt;br /&gt;3. You went to dinner with?: My famlya.&lt;br /&gt;4. You talked to on the phone?: I THINK Dad.&lt;br /&gt;5. Made you laugh?: Verje.&lt;br /&gt;6. Hugged you?: Dad.&lt;br /&gt;7. Said they loved you?: Phika.&lt;br /&gt;8. Held your hand?: ...Uhm...Turma...At church, when you say goodbye everyone shakes hands.&lt;br /&gt;9. You cried over?: ...&lt;br /&gt;10. Watched a movie with: McCel.&lt;br /&gt;So, friends in Blogoworld, GO FORTH AND DO THIS MEME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-2957193499976469396?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2957193499976469396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=2957193499976469396&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2957193499976469396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2957193499976469396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/02/alphabet-taggy.html' title='ALPHABET TAGGY!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-2154722116915120498</id><published>2009-02-13T07:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T07:05:22.970-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><title type='text'>Something I Find Funny...</title><content type='html'>For the few, the proud, the HOMESCHOOLED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know when you look at the back of your big, fat books and see the recommendations? And the sappy stories on how they helped the struggling pupils?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find them hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This book truly opened my daughter's eyes!"--Gail Brood, Ohio.&lt;br /&gt;( Uh-huh...She couldn't open them before?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This was a true bonding tool between me and my son. And it really has helped him."--Jill Black, South Carolina.&lt;br /&gt;( Try playing video games with him. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We have tried at least 3 different books, at least 3 different times, and this is the only one that worked!"--Marla Hew, Florida.&lt;br /&gt;( Have you tried 3 different 'looks'?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine...&lt;br /&gt;If they let the KIDS recommend the books. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate history even more now.--Kayla Ridge, Kansas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used this to put me to sleep, it was so boring! Forget about soft songs... This worked like a charm.--Matt Peterson, Maine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is awful! It takes sooo long!--Katie Henry, Tennessee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes have been opened, and I have now closed them. I hate it.--Gina Tuck, Oregon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I put a smile on your face! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rant is through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-2154722116915120498?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2154722116915120498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=2154722116915120498&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2154722116915120498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2154722116915120498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/02/something-i-find-funny.html' title='Something I Find Funny...'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-5708749564501970159</id><published>2009-02-11T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T15:31:40.745-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>I Need To Rant...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT IS UP WITH TWILIGHT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what on Earth it is. Everyone on Facebook is sending me Flairs and invites to join a club with the display picture of this creepy vampire dude and I'm sick of it! And somewhat scared. People have changed their profile names to like, I ♥ Edward or whatever his name is. I don't pay attention.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is saying,&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, he's so gorgeous! The movies are fantastic!" Yada...yada, yada... I would rather not join that group, thanks. It's gonna give me nightmares!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is emailing me and saying I'm judgmental. I don't care. Twilight is creepy. At least to me.&lt;br /&gt;I have been receiving numerous bumper stickers that say that I like it. WHO is this person to say that I like a group that gives me the heebie-jeebies? How does this person KNOW I like it?&lt;br /&gt;One bumper sticker said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McCain ( square ) Obama ( square ) Edward ( checked square ).&lt;br /&gt;WHY would I pick him? I'm beginning to think he's worse than Obama! In the profile picture, he looks like a freaky zombie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//jungle-hut.blogspot.com/2009/02/pastor-john-piper-to-president-obama.html"&gt;Hmm...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again...Maybe not. But...Obama supports abortion and Edward supports...Uhm...Drinking people's blood.&lt;br /&gt;HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared.&lt;br /&gt;What has America come to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rant is finished. Thank you for your cooperation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-5708749564501970159?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5708749564501970159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=5708749564501970159&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/5708749564501970159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/5708749564501970159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-need-to-rant.html' title='I Need To Rant...'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-7716037700381792931</id><published>2009-02-03T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T10:24:09.848-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contest'/><title type='text'>LINKS! CONTESTS! PICTURES!</title><content type='html'>OH MY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just entered the &lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.blogspot.com"&gt;iheartfaces&lt;/a&gt; contest. Every week, they have a fun contest and a special guest judge photographer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never won, but, of course, I hope to. I entered a pic of the lovely Anna:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.frozenmomentsoflife.blogspot.com"&gt;www.frozenmomentsoflife.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; has my entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that even if I DON'T win, I wanna be in the collage. They have the college so that almost every entry is shown! I love that! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I gotta go now!&lt;br /&gt;BTW: I've created my own writing code called Syfus. :) It's awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-7716037700381792931?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7716037700381792931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=7716037700381792931&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7716037700381792931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7716037700381792931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/02/links-contests-pictures.html' title='LINKS! CONTESTS! PICTURES!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-3092178502461834891</id><published>2009-02-01T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T16:09:36.073-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superbowl'/><title type='text'>Go Cardinals!</title><content type='html'>Tonight is the SuperBowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SYY4VhGUrJI/AAAAAAAAA6c/S6zs4mxppCM/s1600-h/BWPictures-camp+oasis+09-abby-me+542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SYY4VhGUrJI/AAAAAAAAA6c/S6zs4mxppCM/s400/BWPictures-camp+oasis+09-abby-me+542.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297983953961266322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GO CARDINALS!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-3092178502461834891?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/3092178502461834891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=3092178502461834891&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/3092178502461834891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/3092178502461834891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/02/go-cardinals.html' title='Go Cardinals!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SYY4VhGUrJI/AAAAAAAAA6c/S6zs4mxppCM/s72-c/BWPictures-camp+oasis+09-abby-me+542.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-4583803435905517621</id><published>2009-01-31T03:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T03:49:33.163-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='field trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remojados 09'/><title type='text'>Spell it out: R-E-M-O-J-A-D-O-S!</title><content type='html'>Translating into 'really wet.' I'm about to leave for Choir, with my back pack and all I need for the water games at our church. I have choir from 9-12, and then water games is at 2. I'm psyched. :D :D&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;I will splash everyone, and I will win. I WILL. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;I will take my gorgeous termo to band practice, if I have the time...But...now...I probably don't. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned I LOVE terere? It's minty goodness.&lt;br /&gt;I've an announcement: I had coffee today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*crowd gasps*&lt;br /&gt;I know...I know...&lt;br /&gt;*crowd boos*&lt;br /&gt;HEY HEY! HEY now...Calm down.&lt;br /&gt;Why did I have coffee? Cause I had a muffin leftover from Mom's blogger tea-party yesterday...I missed meeting Mrs. Wienz...I sad.&lt;br /&gt;Mom showed them my room! :D I cleaned it, which...Is normal for me now.&lt;br /&gt;"Is she always this neat?"&lt;br /&gt;"Lately, she has been."&lt;br /&gt;SO THERE! MUAHAHA!! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I'm off! Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-4583803435905517621?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4583803435905517621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=4583803435905517621&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/4583803435905517621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/4583803435905517621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/01/spell-it-out-r-e-m-o-j-d-o-s.html' title='Spell it out: R-E-M-O-J-A-D-O-S!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-8339430876906424564</id><published>2009-01-29T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T10:49:19.518-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><title type='text'>* Ping *</title><content type='html'>Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have wonderful surprises for all you little peeps out there! All my readers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Take a look at that pretty little banner thingy in the top right hand corner...Ain't it a beaut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have a pingbox! Lookythere!!Any creepazoids start talking to me, I will shoot them. With a purple Barney puff-gun. Is that understood? But it's pretty! And it goes PA-TING! every time someone says hewo to me...:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is this sepehr guy? And I'd like him to explain to me in very particular detail just WHAI I'd want to look at pictures about war and such? I couldn't even understand it... And Mom advised me to delete his comment...So...&lt;br /&gt;* deletes *&lt;br /&gt;VOILA. :) YAHAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I blog about?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! OH OH!! I'm writing a novella! A short novel. :D :D About....&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You'll find out when it's published, now, won't you? &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate spoiling things. Today I had glop for breakfast. It sounds terribly disgusting, I know, but MKs in the Amazon grew up with it and I hadn't made it in forever, so...I made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the recipe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oatmeal&lt;br /&gt;Milk&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate powder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix it altogether until it's the way you want it. Voila. You are now eating Amazon MK food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* claps for you *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my tripod. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;It was lodged between the wall and the shelf in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* crickets *&lt;br /&gt;* grabs Baygon *&lt;br /&gt;* bangs on table *&lt;br /&gt;* crickets fly away *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-8339430876906424564?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8339430876906424564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=8339430876906424564&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/8339430876906424564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/8339430876906424564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/01/ping.html' title='* Ping *'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-2339471747986599951</id><published>2009-01-28T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T13:42:48.622-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>Raindrops Keep Fallin' On My Head...</title><content type='html'>If I step outside, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been stormy and rainy and wonderful all day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SYDRJwdF8qI/AAAAAAAAA6E/WJmGuddI3T0/s1600-h/BWPictures-camp+oasis+09-abby-me+396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SYDRJwdF8qI/AAAAAAAAA6E/WJmGuddI3T0/s400/BWPictures-camp+oasis+09-abby-me+396.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296463127343657634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-2339471747986599951?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2339471747986599951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=2339471747986599951&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2339471747986599951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2339471747986599951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/01/raindrops-keep-fallin-on-my-head.html' title='Raindrops Keep Fallin&apos; On My Head...'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SYDRJwdF8qI/AAAAAAAAA6E/WJmGuddI3T0/s72-c/BWPictures-camp+oasis+09-abby-me+396.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-6240309933193076468</id><published>2009-01-27T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T09:27:57.647-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>Due To Popular Demand...</title><content type='html'>I have returned.&lt;br /&gt;Camp was the bomb. Except for one small thing...But I won't say that over internet. I only tell those I trust, and they already know about it...So I don't need to spray it anywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;I slept 18 hours when I got back. WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;I got GREAT pictures at camp while I was away.&lt;br /&gt;I've mastered BibleWorks CD!! WOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... It's nice and cool now. There is a bit of a storm outside...It's been nice lately.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make myself a little deal. Since I wake up early anyway, thanks to Anna...I wake up at about 5. Used to be 4, but... Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone check out Mom's blog yet? Creepy spider...Yucky.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have anything else to blog...What do you want me to blog about?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-6240309933193076468?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6240309933193076468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=6240309933193076468&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6240309933193076468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6240309933193076468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/01/due-to-popular-demand.html' title='Due To Popular Demand...'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-7850876518229016288</id><published>2009-01-13T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T05:25:57.456-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anna'/><title type='text'>What I've Been Up To...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SWyRnf3aMAI/AAAAAAAAA3k/tg8e_V1bzCw/s1600-h/morningwalk-hathaways-selfportraits-candidshots+272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SWyRnf3aMAI/AAAAAAAAA3k/tg8e_V1bzCw/s400/morningwalk-hathaways-selfportraits-candidshots+272.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290763770008317954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SWyRob_T_sI/AAAAAAAAA3s/xtx8AqP3Vm8/s1600-h/morningwalk-hathaways-selfportraits-candidshots+194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SWyRob_T_sI/AAAAAAAAA3s/xtx8AqP3Vm8/s400/morningwalk-hathaways-selfportraits-candidshots+194.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290763786147593922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SWyVs-tAxrI/AAAAAAAAA38/tne8obOpBxQ/s1600-h/morningwalk-hathaways-selfportraits-candidshots+211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SWyVs-tAxrI/AAAAAAAAA38/tne8obOpBxQ/s400/morningwalk-hathaways-selfportraits-candidshots+211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290768262232065714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Had fun with power outages and laser pens with Anna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sewed Anna a little pillow for her bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Found a basket for her to sleep in. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-7850876518229016288?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7850876518229016288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=7850876518229016288&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7850876518229016288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7850876518229016288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-ive-been-up-to.html' title='What I&apos;ve Been Up To...'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SWyRnf3aMAI/AAAAAAAAA3k/tg8e_V1bzCw/s72-c/morningwalk-hathaways-selfportraits-candidshots+272.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-7167035457748976989</id><published>2009-01-06T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T05:02:35.690-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beanbag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terere'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>I HAVE RETURNED!</title><content type='html'>:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back. I had to take some time off to think about some things, RE-think about some things, change some things, see all that I SHOULD do and all that I COULD do. But I am back now. I haven't died, and I didn't inherit an island and vacation, leaving you all in sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, here is what has happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I've made a commitment to have terere every afternoon, in an effort to blend with the culture. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have taken up sewing, and have fixed my bedspread! (Anna claws and climbs on it.) So it's all better and pretty now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Dad got me a beanbag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I have become Monk. I keep everything organized and I straighten and tidy things on a whim. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I started reading the Royal Diaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Royal Diaries!! I have 4. 1. Cleopatra VII. 2. Anastasia. 3. Queen Victoria. 4. Queen Elizabeth. The creepiest one was Anastasia's. The last page is the same night the family was kidnapped.&lt;br /&gt;Here is how it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I could not sleep, so I sit here writing this at a very late hour.&lt;br /&gt;My chamber is dark, but I've a small candle to my left which allows me to read and write as I please.&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I've written this, I shall try to get back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Wait. I hear someone in the hallway. Perhaps I am not the only one awake.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, dear. It's--*ink splot*, *wrinkled page *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONCLUSION: She was taken before she could finish, and she dropped the book on the floor on her way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You can imagine the chills I got when I read that. I turned the page and that was the end. The very last entry of her diary wasn't even finished.&lt;br /&gt;Her life and what happened to her and her family intrigues me. I started writing a story once, about a girl from today who goes back and rescues the family. :) I have to find that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it creepy, though? Gave me the goosebumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.o ...O.0...0.o...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beanbag is gorgeous. So is my terere kit!! I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some things you should know about terere.&lt;br /&gt;Many people avoid it because it looks like dead grass. They judge the book by it's cover. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first few sips are awful. Bitter and nasty, but as soon as you clear out the loose herb it's a delicious, minty, cold drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paraguayans never drink it with meals. It's made for hot afternoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will take pictures of my terere kit AND my beanbag soon. Just chill.&lt;br /&gt;BACK!! BACK, YOU ANIMALS! * imitates whip cracking *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-7167035457748976989?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7167035457748976989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=7167035457748976989&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7167035457748976989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7167035457748976989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-returned.html' title='I HAVE RETURNED!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-6019765667427094227</id><published>2008-12-25T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T05:46:35.209-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas, Friends! :) TO ALL MY READERS!</title><content type='html'>CHRISTMAS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cali G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Charles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Battle-king&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Randomizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Jonathan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Netsirk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Bluey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Skittles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SVOOGgJFMMI/AAAAAAAAA2o/ZzYqQeT5UGk/s400/teddychristmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283723030194106562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To My Lurkers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I knew who you WERE, I'd make you some GIMPS, too...You brought it apon yourself...:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Merry Christmas to all who read my blog. Wherever you are! God Bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-6019765667427094227?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6019765667427094227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=6019765667427094227&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6019765667427094227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6019765667427094227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-friends-to-all-my.html' title='Merry Christmas, Friends! :) TO ALL MY READERS!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SVNXX6yet6I/AAAAAAAAA2g/ejEYiTiSYE8/s72-c/calisgift.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-1395194778534343995</id><published>2008-12-23T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T04:40:18.393-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>I Was Tagged...Two Memes....</title><content type='html'>16 Things About Me. (BLUEY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Same. I taught myself to read when I was 3. You and me be smart, Bluey. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Christmas is my FAVORITE time of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My pencil jar is a Minnie Mouse mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My camera is really little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I have decorated my entire room for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm reading a Mom's organizing book called, 'Absolutely Organized.' It's by Debbie Lillard...Ehm...Good book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I have three secret blogs that no one can visit but me...&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I know how to say, 'take my picture' in Turkish: Peek ya nosey...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I have millions of earrings, but I hardly ever wear them. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I have the Veggie-Tales CDs. :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I'm 4'11. Me and Skittles both. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. My favorite verse is Philippians 4:4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I love webcam!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I have no hobbies. I need to get one. All I do is draw and chat. And read. And chat. Dad is gonna work on it! YAY! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I have 7 emails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I can recite the alphabet backwards. :D Z,Y,X,W,V,U,T...Shall I go on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CHRISTMAS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want for Christmas? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite part of Christmas? The presents, friends coming over, :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite job around Christmas? Bake! Wrap presents!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do have any Christmas toys? I have a little penguin my sister got me while in Chile. He has a little ski-hat on. :) His name is Tux. I shall take a picture of him...He's got Chile written across his tum-tum. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your room decorated for Christmas? Yes. Paper angels I made when I was 7, a banner with a polar bear, stars hanging from the doorknobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you sending e-cards this year? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you making gifts or buying? I'm buying gifts for people I can hand them over to, and I'm making gifts for my friends across the globe. ANY ANONYMOUS READERS want one, let me know...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still believe in Santa?...of COURSE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your Christmas outfit? I wear a Santa hat, and an apron. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you own a Santa hat? Yes. Thanks to Skittles. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrapping paper or gift bags? Both. Filled. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite Christmas tradition? Bringing out the calendar where we clip the manger scene together as the days get closer. Baby Jesus is clipped on Christmas day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have Christmas music? Yes. Ecos de Navidad is really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pickles? ...O.o...What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Christmas food? Cookies and pie. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeesss!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-1395194778534343995?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1395194778534343995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=1395194778534343995&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/1395194778534343995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/1395194778534343995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-was-taggedtwo-memes.html' title='I Was Tagged...Two Memes....'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-3505596108279400417</id><published>2008-12-22T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T06:50:08.339-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>3 days...</title><content type='html'>And 2 days for me to get my nice pajamas...:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made brownies and cookies on Saturday, took them to choir practice. I've wonderful news.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a song, 'Christmas Without Jesus', when I was in Venezuela. And I was singing it, and now I have to take the lyrics on Saturday because the leader wants to put it to music!&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that fantastic? WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also...Check this out: &lt;a href="http://www.frozenmomentsoflife.blogspot.com"&gt;www.frozenmomentsoflife.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Cool picshas..:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my days...I almost wish I had more math...I get sick of the computer... I didn't think I'd be this bored...What I do all day mainly is chat, play with Anna, chat, take pictures, stay up watching movies, chat, clean, chat, babysit, chat...yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Right now I have a load of laundry going swish swish. A friend is sick...Well, three friends. Skittles, Fourth and Randomizer. I hope I don't catch the bug... I feel sorry for their families...They are in danger...0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bluey's computer is being mean to her. It shuts off. ..Mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been peeping at all the presents... I know what many of them are. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;I may have peeked a little TOO close...:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'd best be putting an egg in my shoe and beating it now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So TA TA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-3505596108279400417?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/3505596108279400417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=3505596108279400417&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/3505596108279400417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/3505596108279400417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/12/3-days.html' title='3 days...'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-4091344995912445772</id><published>2008-12-20T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T06:51:00.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaahhh...</title><content type='html'>The freedom.&lt;br /&gt;The happiness.&lt;br /&gt;The vacation...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 11 today. Slept in. &gt;:) Happiness. I was up late reading and watching The Honeymooners.&lt;br /&gt;I finished off the pot-roast last night, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this very moment, Mom is wrapping presents and placing them under the tree...No one is allowed in that room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be off now, and go wrap presents...&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already made Skittles and randomizer's present on GIMP. Workin' on Netsirks and Blueys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYESS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-4091344995912445772?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4091344995912445772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=4091344995912445772&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/4091344995912445772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/4091344995912445772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/12/aaahhh.html' title='Aaahhh...'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-6072338255256039414</id><published>2008-12-19T15:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T15:57:10.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let This Be a Memorable Time of My Life...</title><content type='html'>Gather, friends and loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I SAID GATHER!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;There.&lt;br /&gt;Today was a long and boring Friday. But the end result is FANTASTIC.&lt;br /&gt;I have finished my entire book of Math. All of it. I've mastered it. Quiz me. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Gone are my restrictions! I am free to do as a please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er...ahm...At least until a good while after New Years. Until then, I plan to be a lazy bum and enjoy my freedom. :)&lt;br /&gt;I will spend my days chatting, blogging, taking pictures, babysitting, gloating and such...Ah...It feels wonderful. But for now, I must set to work and be kind to others with my free time and create my friends GIMP presents...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, thank you everyone, for celebrating my success!&lt;br /&gt;* applause *&lt;br /&gt;thank you, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;* applause *&lt;br /&gt;No, seriously. This really is too much...&lt;br /&gt;* roaring applause, ground shakes *&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU! REALLY! I'm touched!&lt;br /&gt;* screaming and shouting *&lt;br /&gt;Wow...THANK YOU! THANK YOU SO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I best be going.&lt;br /&gt;I need to get back to my schedule of doing nothing since I finally have the freedom to do such...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-6072338255256039414?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6072338255256039414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=6072338255256039414&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6072338255256039414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6072338255256039414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/12/let-this-be-memorable-time-of-my-life.html' title='Let This Be a Memorable Time of My Life...'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-2691257931455520514</id><published>2008-12-13T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T04:11:38.146-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='field trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleeping in'/><title type='text'>Howdy, Peeps</title><content type='html'>I'm back from Argentina. Anna was not willing to let me go. She climbed in my suitcase and wouldn't get out.&lt;br /&gt;When we got back around 7, I was still super wide awake, even if I only slept on the bus for three hours.&lt;br /&gt;I waddled around my room unpacking while everyone else slept. Or rather, lay dead to the world. I'm hyper. I stayed in my room and wrapped gifts and I did my annual Christmas Clean-out.&lt;br /&gt;I like the idea of a Christmas clean-out, because it gives you more room for your gifts later on...:)&lt;br /&gt;Everyone finally woke up, around 1, so we had a late LATE LATE breakfast and watched Honeymooners.&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep during that (notice: I'd been awake ten hours straight). I went to bed and woke right back up at 7 PM. Anna slept right beside me, purring. She missed us all. I could tell.&lt;br /&gt;We all watched Kung Fu Panda, which we'd bought at WAL-MART.&lt;br /&gt;After it, I was still super hyper and it was Friday night, soo...&lt;br /&gt;I got on the computer and chatted with Randomizer... Until about 12. Then I got off and read until I fell asleep. Took me about five hours to fall asleep. NOT kidding.&lt;br /&gt;Now, on to Argentina.&lt;br /&gt;I bought lots of gifts and WAL-MART was fantastic. I found lots of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;My Christmas List for those who don't read my blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McCja-___________________ and _________&lt;br /&gt;Verje- a dangly keychain and a black fedora hat.®&lt;br /&gt;Mom-_____________________ and _______________&lt;br /&gt;Dad-_____________________ and a ____________&lt;br /&gt;McCel- a princess dress-up set and little ponytail holders with ladybugs on them.&lt;br /&gt;McCab-a Little People&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;® &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3-people play set for her dollhouse she'll be getting, and a pink purse because she likes purses.&lt;br /&gt;friends:&lt;br /&gt;Romta-a pretty star ring&lt;br /&gt;Turan-address booklet with a cute cartoon on the front. she'll love it.&lt;br /&gt;Belen-earrings&lt;br /&gt;Claudia-__________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYONE WHO DARES TO SPILL THE BEANS WILL BE FORCIBLY BLOCKED FROM READING MY BLOG. Is that UNDERSTOOD!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argentina was great. Wal-Mart was great. The bus-ride...ehm...not so much, but, WOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was nice coming home and seeing Anna Banana run up to us, purr and hug us. :)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe on Monday I can go get my new glasses! YEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I just need to gloat a little bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;WE GOT KUNG FU PANDA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-2691257931455520514?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2691257931455520514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=2691257931455520514&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2691257931455520514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2691257931455520514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/12/howdy-peeps.html' title='Howdy, Peeps'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-2639056783192618764</id><published>2008-12-09T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:10:27.925-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><title type='text'>Hello Friends.</title><content type='html'>I am back.&lt;br /&gt;I've been gone.&lt;br /&gt;* wonders what to blog about *&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Argentina tomorrow. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting new glasses. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;WOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've one simple question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO IS THE ANONYMOUS PERSON WHO IS THROWING SNOWBALLS AT SKITTLES?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing a story. A mystery. It's got a really neat plot. I like it. Two psychiatrists. And someone died. Who did it? ):) That's the whole point of a mystery. The sheriff is also a suspect. And the janitor. Only I know how this is gonna turn out. MUAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am: excited about tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I think: outside the box.&lt;br /&gt;I know: how to say Genesis 1:1 in Swahili.&lt;br /&gt;I have: a pet kitty.&lt;br /&gt;I wish: I had my new glasses.&lt;br /&gt;I hate: Obama&lt;br /&gt;I miss: my friends&lt;br /&gt;I fear: for the little BIMI missionary girl who was kidnapped. Everyone pray for her, please.&lt;br /&gt;I feel: like finishing my movie&lt;br /&gt;I hear: typing&lt;br /&gt;I smell: cold AC air.&lt;br /&gt;I crave: ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;I search: for things to take pictures of.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder: what time it is in Nova Scotia.&lt;br /&gt;I regret: the many mistakes ive made.&lt;br /&gt;I love: photography&lt;br /&gt;I am not: an atheist&lt;br /&gt;I believe: in Jesus&lt;br /&gt;I dance: never. BAPTISTS DONT DANCE!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;I sing: about 98% percent of the time.&lt;br /&gt;I cry: at every little thing. i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't always: stay quiet.&lt;br /&gt;I fight: the killer giant jelly beans that haunt me in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;I write: mysteries and comedy/love stories and songs.&lt;br /&gt;I win: flexibility contests. i can jump-rope with my arms.&lt;br /&gt;I lose: interest in stuff very fast.&lt;br /&gt;I never: eat seafood.&lt;br /&gt;I always: finish off the ice cream..unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;I confuse: little kids. XD&lt;br /&gt;I listen: to what i wanna hear. i have selective hearing. :)&lt;br /&gt;I can usually be found: chatting online.&lt;br /&gt;I am scared: of strangers.&lt;br /&gt;I need: to finish my movie.&lt;br /&gt;I am happy about: tomorrow. I'm going to Argentina! WOO!&lt;br /&gt;I imagine: shopping at argentina's walmart...: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I has to goes. Everyone check out these blogs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geckowithcanon.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.geckowithcanon.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.frozenmomentsoflife.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.frozenmomentsoflife.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-2639056783192618764?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2639056783192618764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=2639056783192618764&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2639056783192618764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2639056783192618764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-friends.html' title='Hello Friends.'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-7032648380036811466</id><published>2008-12-01T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T15:33:05.602-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>O, CHRISTMAS TREE, O CHRISTMAS TREE, HOW NAKED ARE YOUR BRANCHES!</title><content type='html'>I'm upset.&lt;br /&gt;The tradition has flopped.&lt;br /&gt;We always, ALWAYS, A-L-W-A-Y-S have the tree decorated and set up all in one day. This year, we were stopped.&lt;br /&gt;We have no 2-20 Christmas-tree lights.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody wanted to go out and buy some.&lt;br /&gt;So we couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;Now the tree sits in the living-room, clear of any decorations. Gone. No ornaments. No lights. No Santa boots under the tree.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;I'm still wondering myself. I know I sound sort of crabby, but I hate breaking traditions! So sue me!&lt;br /&gt;I don't care...&lt;br /&gt;BAH HUMBUG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have good news. Dad says we will continue work on the tree tomorrow...I'm just sad...I was so looking forward to laying under the tree, and looking up at all the pretty, shiny ornaments and lights.&lt;br /&gt;Even when I'm an adult I'll still do that.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm bummed...&lt;br /&gt;I just can't wait for tomorrow! We will resume the fun!! WOO!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to decorate my bedroom. I will make little paper cones and decorate them to look like mini-trees.&lt;br /&gt;I have named the geckos in the bathroom! HURRAH! With the help of Netsirk, they are now called Marina and Marlow.&lt;br /&gt;WOO!&lt;br /&gt;Also. Anyone who has a Santa hat, LISTEN UP!&lt;br /&gt;I have created a tradition. I wear my Santa hat all December long. All day, every day. UNLESS WE GO PLACES.&lt;br /&gt;Please join me. It's lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Now, I had best be going. Check this out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="www.frozenmomentsoflife.blogspot.com"&gt;www.frozenmomentsoflife.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-7032648380036811466?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7032648380036811466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=7032648380036811466&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7032648380036811466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7032648380036811466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/12/o-christmas-tree-o-christmas-tree-how.html' title='O, CHRISTMAS TREE, O CHRISTMAS TREE, HOW NAKED ARE YOUR BRANCHES!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-8103988290937132787</id><published>2008-11-28T14:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T15:01:06.598-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Black Friday</title><content type='html'>It is time.&lt;br /&gt;Black Friday was today. Sales. Sales everywhere. Gift wrap, gifts, stores were screaming my name. Thanksgiving was wonderful, but it is now time to prepare for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;I did some MAJOR shopping today. I bought little lady bug clips for McCel, a little pink purse for McCab, a black bangle bracelet for Lenma, a _____ for McCja, ______ for Mom, and a _____ for Verje. I have yet to buy Daddy something. But I know exactly what I'm gettin' him.&lt;br /&gt;If anyone dares to enter my room tonight they will wish they were never born. NOBODY comes in my room anywhere near Christmas! Why? I'll tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm wrapping presents and I hate it when someone finds out what they are before Christmas, that's why!&lt;br /&gt;I bought some pretty purple wrapping paper and silver wrapping paper to wrap my gifts. That way everyone knows they're from me.&lt;br /&gt;I was browsing like crazy today. I had so much fun! I now know the true meaning of shop-til-you-drop, because I'm exhausted. But I will NOT rest until all of my presents are wrapped up and hidden away. Only then can I rest.&lt;br /&gt;Verje is a snoop. Daddy would find out. In fact, I still have YET to buy him something. I know exactly where it is, though. And how much it is. And I shall buy it, because I know he'll love it.&lt;br /&gt;I was about to spend the money I was given for today, all on me, to buy myself a pretty termo as soon as I bought everyone else stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Then I realized that out of all times of the year, Christmas is the LEAST great a time to think of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;So I bought everyone something. And, sure, I don't have the pretty termo I wanted. I'll survive. I've made a commitment. I will give more than I get this year. That's what Jesus intended.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to make everyone GIMP creations, too.&lt;br /&gt;NO ONE COME IN MY ROOM.&lt;br /&gt;STAY OUT.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to make a sign for my door.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to make some decorations for my room. Wouldn't that be neat? I know how to make paper snowflakes, and I have lots of nice candles, and a little fat snowman named Fred, and a bunch of ribbon. I shall.&lt;br /&gt;Email me if you want to know what I got everyone. I feel a bit sad about Mom's gift, because..I don't feel it's all that special as the others are. But I know she'll love it. And maybe I'll find something at the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm off before Verje peeks in my room and sees the mess of tape, bows, ribbon and wrapping paper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-8103988290937132787?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8103988290937132787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=8103988290937132787&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/8103988290937132787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/8103988290937132787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-is-time.html' title='Black Friday'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-7145041935431430217</id><published>2008-11-28T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T05:45:09.794-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Yesterday..</title><content type='html'>How was everyone else's Thanksgiving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will get to the good part. We had fun. And food. We had:&lt;br /&gt;-pecan pie&lt;br /&gt;-apple pie&lt;br /&gt;-pumpkin pie&lt;br /&gt;-mashed potatoes&lt;br /&gt;-cranberry sauce&lt;br /&gt;-bread rolls&lt;br /&gt;-turkey&lt;br /&gt;-stuffing&lt;br /&gt;-gravy&lt;br /&gt;-green beans&lt;br /&gt;-marshmallow banana pudding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just say..It was delicious.&lt;br /&gt;We all took pictures of everything, well, me and McCja did, I charged Chloe the entire night before because I knew I'd be taking lots of pictures, and McCja charged Nikki, her camera.&lt;br /&gt;(Nikon).&lt;br /&gt;I took plenty of pictures. Then I entertained 6 kids out in the pool. 6. But, I'm a natural entertainer because I am like my father, who is also an entertainer. We both like to talk, we're both crazy and funny and we like to be the center of attention. :D&lt;br /&gt;I got a sunburn, and also, a pool sinker hoop tossed between my right eye and my nose. I can still feel where it hit. I'm just glad it didn't turn purple. I did what my father would have done. The little kid threw the hoop, so I made a big deal out of it, slunk over to the corner holding my nose as if I were in great pain. For the first 25 seconds, I was, but I just slunked over, and heard all this:&lt;br /&gt;"Joel! That's enough!"&lt;br /&gt;"Go inside!"&lt;br /&gt;"BE CAREFUL!"&lt;br /&gt;At that last one, I peeked out from behind my hand and looked at everyone as if I were about to cry.&lt;br /&gt;"GOTCHA!" I screamed, and we played volleyball again. I made up two games on the spot, and they were really fun. Or so the kids thought.&lt;br /&gt;1. Noodle wars.. Separate into teams and beat the tar out of the everyone with your eyes closed!&lt;br /&gt;2. Snake. (It's great with lots and lots of people!) Everyone except ONE brave little soul is lined up with their eyes closed. All linked together, they have to chase the little brave one! Whoever touches 'it', gets to be alone and brave next.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun! Then we all stood around on the patio as we dried off, and we sang Sound of Music songs. And Christmas songs.&lt;br /&gt;We have to have that family back over, because they are a riot!&lt;br /&gt;And then of course, I didn't get seconds because of course, 'it's not polite' mleh mleh, so as soon as everyone else left, I got the seconds I wanted. =)&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all had an awesome Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I hope you had a great GLUTTON DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, LATE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY GLUTTON DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Please let me know how YOURS went!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-7145041935431430217?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7145041935431430217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=7145041935431430217&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7145041935431430217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7145041935431430217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/11/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday..'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-7318654718482636600</id><published>2008-11-27T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T03:40:58.623-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fancy speech'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venezuela'/><title type='text'>Thankful For A Day To Be Thankful For Things We Need To Be Thankful For</title><content type='html'>Alright.&lt;br /&gt;We all know the stereotypical meaning of today. Long ago some old people shared loads of nummy food. But what is the real meaning?&lt;br /&gt;To stuff our faces with mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce, pecan and apple pie, green beans and pumpkin rolls.&lt;br /&gt;Let's put aside all that. What things are you truly thankful for? Today is Thanksgiving. So give thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for all this food that we're so blessed to have, when people on the other side of the world haven't seen a crumb for months.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for a nice house when people in Venezuela and other countries are living on the street.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for my family and my friends, who are always there when I need them.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for everything that God has so graciously given me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you?&lt;br /&gt;What are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; thankful for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-7318654718482636600?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7318654718482636600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=7318654718482636600&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7318654718482636600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7318654718482636600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankful-for-day-to-be-thankful-for.html' title='Thankful For A Day To Be Thankful For Things We Need To Be Thankful For'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-2078387692988161571</id><published>2008-11-26T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T06:09:47.480-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>This Is FUNNY.</title><content type='html'>(A video, but I don't remember the link or how I found it. Sorries!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture This.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Christmas play. Behind the curtain are a bunch of extremely nervous kids. One of which is a little girl, about 7 years old. Another one is a little 4 year old, dressed in a little white star outfit. He looks really nervous, as if he might faint.&lt;br /&gt;Onstage now, are the shepherds, making food together with their flocks. 'The First Noel' is playing form a CD Player in the background.&lt;br /&gt;The little 7 year old girl is the narrator. She is pushed through the curtains by the producer. She stands there, turning white with nervousness. She clutches the microphone. Shaking, she brings it to her mouth, and yells,&lt;br /&gt;"THE STAR CHASED THE SHEPHERDS!" then runs behind the curtains. The shepherds are still a bit shocked at the narrator's words, but they continue their cooking.&lt;br /&gt;The cue for the star to come out, is the ending of the song.&lt;br /&gt;The little star is told to do exactly what the narrator says the star is to do.&lt;br /&gt;The shepherds are watching the area where the star is supposed to dangle from. Instead, the little star sneaks up behind the shepherds.&lt;br /&gt;"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" He screams and chases the shepherds who are now running for their life.&lt;br /&gt;They aren't acting. They expected the little star to hang from the curtain and sing a song to to them, not scare them half out of their skulls.&lt;br /&gt;So, now we have a bunch of little kids with fake beards taped to their chins, yelling and screaming and running from a yelling, screaming little star.&lt;br /&gt;The star corners them behind the 'stable' and hollers at the top of his lungs,&lt;br /&gt;"GO SEE BABY JESUS!"&lt;br /&gt;Then he runs out of sight and hides behind the curtains.&lt;br /&gt;The audience will never forget that as long as they live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can find it, it is SO worth watching!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-2078387692988161571?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2078387692988161571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=2078387692988161571&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2078387692988161571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2078387692988161571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/11/video-but-i-dont-remember-link-or-how-i.html' title='This Is FUNNY.'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-6791984768607787390</id><published>2008-11-25T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T12:43:39.228-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Ugh.</title><content type='html'>I'm sick. I think it's tonsillitis again. I've had it enough to know when it's coming, and believe me, it's coming.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor told me, the first time I had it when Mom and Dad took me to the doctor, he said it was caused by weather changing without warning. And Paraguay changes weather a lot. One day it's freezing cold, and the next it's Sahara hot!&lt;br /&gt;My throat is scratchy, I have a fever, my eyes are watery and I have a cold and cough. Let me explain this in grave detail, for those of you who are blessed with unbeatably strong immune systems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you have tonsillitis like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. You feel like bashing your head against a wall to stop it from hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2. You want to jump in a tub of ice to get rid of the awful burning fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You're considering sleeping for a decade and never waking up, if ONLY you could get to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You want to blow up the juice in the cup on your nightstand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You feel as though your eyes will melt out of your head any minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You start writing your will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. That's how I feel. I also have something else I'd like to blog.&lt;br /&gt;I have invented a bunch of smileys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b=^. &lt;--a doctor who has just discovered an unknown disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d=^) &lt;-- a baseball hat on a lil' dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to post the rest of them later.&lt;br /&gt;I have to go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-6791984768607787390?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6791984768607787390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=6791984768607787390&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6791984768607787390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6791984768607787390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/11/ugh.html' title='Ugh.'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-8622405132385412234</id><published>2008-11-24T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T09:08:11.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm ba-ack!</title><content type='html'>Hi!&lt;br /&gt;Well..nothing much happened over the weekend. Except for Skittle's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;* cleans up streamers *&lt;br /&gt;* throws away package wrapping *&lt;br /&gt;* tosses party blowers..keeps one for self *&lt;br /&gt;* sweeps up cake on floor *&lt;br /&gt;* wipes melted ice cream *&lt;br /&gt;* emails balloons to Skittles *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made her a GIMP! WOO!&lt;br /&gt;Also..Nothing..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really do much. I told Skittles a wonderful story about a little man named Puppo who lived on the twelfth floor of an oak tree apartment tree. He had a mean dog. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love The Honeymooners. I have been watching them and they are SO FUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/CLINTS%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SSre5ydDx8I/AAAAAAAAAzY/Eg7dDxG3VW0/s1600-h/RalphsSweetTooth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 274px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SSre5ydDx8I/AAAAAAAAAzY/Eg7dDxG3VW0/s400/RalphsSweetTooth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272271398168152002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/CLINTS%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is Ralph Kramden. We have the seasons...XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-8622405132385412234?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8622405132385412234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=8622405132385412234&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/8622405132385412234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/8622405132385412234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-ba-ack.html' title='I&apos;m ba-ack!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SSre5ydDx8I/AAAAAAAAAzY/Eg7dDxG3VW0/s72-c/RalphsSweetTooth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-4699484090296448537</id><published>2008-11-22T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T08:58:32.226-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='katie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family/friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picturesbyme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SKITTLES!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SSg5O4JYi8I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/7ZK3n5JjLq4/s1600-h/3057dgsjehjs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 390px; height: 342px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SSg5O4JYi8I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/7ZK3n5JjLq4/s400/3057dgsjehjs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271526291589860290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I'm late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Katie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the sweetest person I've ever met. You're meek and humble, yet funny and you're just a wonderful friend. I hope you had the best 14th birthday of your life! You deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Verja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* throws streamers *&lt;br /&gt;* hands Skittles a cake *&lt;br /&gt;* hugs *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, and thank you for being my great friend. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* teary eyes * I miss you. :')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-4699484090296448537?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4699484090296448537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=4699484090296448537&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/4699484090296448537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/4699484090296448537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-skittles.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SKITTLES!!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SSg5O4JYi8I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/7ZK3n5JjLq4/s72-c/3057dgsjehjs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-1027497088296929711</id><published>2008-11-21T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T12:53:29.003-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family/friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adorable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fancy speech'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>We-e-ell</title><content type='html'>Hello everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bored today. And it's Friday! I don't know about you, but after Sunday, Friday is my favorite day. It means that there will be no school for 2 days. That is just wonderful! At least to kids, anyway...;)&lt;br /&gt;I have had plenty to think about today. For one, THAT GIRL WHO CHANGES HER NAME SO MUCH, I think it's Skittles, now...Maybe...? She'll probably change it soon...So, don't count on it. Anyways, her birthday is tomorrow, and I have a present, which I shall create with GIMP, in mind, but the sad thing is, GIMP is on the older computer and that computer just shut off..So..I can't GIMP. But I have to so that I can make TGWCHNSM's present. (that girl who changes her name so much)...I only have until TOMORROW!! I have to! I have to make it!! NOW NOW NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, all my friends are not online. I think they left as soon as my computer shut off, meaning I couldn't communicate with them, thus, as soon as I, their entertainment, left, they got bored and left. I love ya, friends! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am writing a mystery novel. Nothing scary, don't worry. The problem is..I don't know what to do for a mystery! I have started it..and..* crickets * ALRIGHT-ALRIGHT I KNOW! I procrastinate!! I haven't sat down and thought very much. I'm more of a 'make-it-up-as-you-go' sort of author. And another thing, I write and write and then I can never finish the book...Or I get bored halfway through and KAPUT. I forget entirely about it. For example...I have about 5 stories in my email drafts and another 12 in Microsoft Office Word. And they have been there since...* crickets *...About 5 months now. Maybe? I don't know. Just a guesstimate.&lt;br /&gt;So, please leave me a comment with an idea on a NOT-FREAKY mystery. And it has to be made up by you, and I want it to be creative. And different. Not typical. Where is Jerry Bruckheimer when you need him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew an interesting picture today. I put my art supplies given to me by about 40 churches, (THANK YOU!! :D) to good use and drew a charcoal picture of a little girl on a swing in a little place by a creek. Personally, I think I could have done better, but...I don't have a charcoal eraser, and thus, I will leave it as is. The little girl is cute! With pigtails. And there is a little stool under the swing. And in the creek behind her, are cat-tails and fish...I want to go there...To that peaceful place. And I don't believe in looking at it, staring and concentrating on it because, um. THAT WON'T TAKE ME THERE! I have a vivid imagination, but I refuse to use it for that...&lt;br /&gt;I have a dilemma. I want to draw something to match my room. I want my own artwork on the wall. Since I can't use my paint-by-numbers, I want to draw or paint my own piece. (My paint-by-numbers' paint dried up...BOTH KITS! * sobs in despair *) Any ideas?? My room is colorful. Themed INDIA, because I've always admired how India is so colorful! I want to go there...: ) Anyways, here are the colors, if, in any way this helps you to think of something: turquoise, pink, yellow, green, orange, and stripes in all those colors along with blue butterflies. I have thought of drawing the Taj Mahal,( Not sure HOW you spell that!) because I have always thought that that building is COOL-LOOKIN'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have named my camera Chloe. Thank you very very very much, Skittles! I love that name! And it fits my camera perfectly. Because she has a little beaded dog and a little trinket made by my dear, dear friend BosSha hanging from the hook. Chloe...I love it! : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few more lessons in math and then I'll be DONE. For about a week, I'll get some freedom, and then I will start the next book...Oh, the joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turkey Day is coming up! TURKEY DAY! The day where everyone gathers round, is thankful, and stuffs their faces with mashed potatoes, gravy, pies and all that other wooooonderful food...:)&lt;br /&gt;We are having the H family over. They have 8 kids. Yes, 8. But they are such a wonderful family! They gave me books!! : ) Wonderful, glorious books. I've read them already. I can't wait until they get here. Their family is so fun! : ) I plan to sing Sound of Music songs with them, because they all harmonize and know the songs by heart. I LOVE that movie! Julie Andrews has the voice of an angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate any holiday that has a hat involved, (except for Halloween or any other bad holiday), ugh..x|) I wear the hat through the week of the holiday. Since I don't go to public school * shudders at the thought *, I have fun and wear funky hats on holidays. This week, I shall wear a black top-hat that I found in the toy-box. That is as close as I can get to a Pilgrim's hat. AROUND CHRISTMAS, I will wear my Santa hat that Skittles gave me. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking. What comes to mind when you think toiletries? PRONOUNCE IT.&lt;br /&gt;Toi-let-trees.&lt;br /&gt;I think of a group of trees with toilets growing on them. What do YOU think of?&lt;br /&gt;Any other funny mental pictures of strange words? How about...Napkin. Doesn't that seem like a better name for a toddler-size sleeping bag? "Mommy...Did you pack my napkin?"&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that CUTE!? I like that much better than something that we wipe our messy mouths with. What can you think of that people say often and don't realize what they sound like? Please leave it in your comment. I like to laugh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've kept you long enough. I'm off to go and write a chapter in the story blog. BLUEY, SKITTLES AND NETSIRK HAVEN'T BEEN WRITING IN IT!!! I, Verja, shall take upon myself the perilous danger of writing in a story blog that is hungry from not having been written in for months and months.&lt;br /&gt;* places sword on both shoulders *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-1027497088296929711?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1027497088296929711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=1027497088296929711&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/1027497088296929711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/1027497088296929711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-e-ell.html' title='We-e-ell'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-7607407452771214594</id><published>2008-11-19T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T09:18:26.760-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><title type='text'>Lots of Stuff to Say, so...SIT TIGHT!</title><content type='html'>First off, I was tagged by Bluey:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN RANDOM THINGS ABOUT ME: (even if it wasn't seven, it's seven now!! xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm a stickler for capitalization in chat messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I hate strawberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I get up at 5:45 AM to do devotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I have five email addresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I have 6 blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I express my opinion VERY STRONGLY, which means I can be pretty sarcastic...Like me &lt;a href="http://jungle-hut.blogspot.com/"&gt;mommy&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I love candles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* pushes that aside * There.&lt;br /&gt;Movin' on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William is bossing my mom! He is being an over-eager Democrat brat who is upset that he isn't getting his way. He teaches public school, and I feel sorry for the kids in his class. Here is my letter to you, Willy !&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear &lt;/span&gt;William,&lt;br /&gt;Have you any brain at all? Or do you just shout out random sentences that seem to make sense in your mind?&lt;br /&gt;Well, you have fun in your little world with all the magical ponies and rainbows pretending that life is simple and perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Verja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME TO RAAANT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I did more math than I usually do. I have decided to name my Canon Digital Elph camera. I wanted to name it a boy name, but, I have three little pink charms hanging from it and I don't really want a gay camera.. And there is a picture of my camera on the side-bar &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/marina-anticonformity.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. No, &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/chocoholicmk.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. WAIT WAIT! I'm serious. Right &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/jungle-hut.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Click &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/netsirksnook.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. JUST CLICK IT WILL YOU!??! &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/gmail.com"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/lifeinthewifelane.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/keepinsanewithlittles.blogspot.com"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/cameras.com"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/penofjen.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/whyblograndomly.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/allaboutowls.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="ukraine.com"&gt;Aqui&lt;/a&gt;. Por &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/yekwanaman.blogspot.com"&gt;aca&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/bananascarrotsturtlestoes.com"&gt;ONE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Riiiiight &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/animalplanet.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Driving you nuts yet?&lt;br /&gt;Good. Have fun on your little internet scavenger hunt! =-) &lt;a href="dsaeggdsajegfhdsjfegjbccgfhegfydse.blogspot.com"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="www.frozenmomentsoflife.blogspot.com"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="charlesrcole.blogspot.com"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;(You can't skip back to where I first introduced it. If you even try to, you'll see that that post is in my drafts!! MUAHA! * laughs evilly *, * lightning flashes *..* scary music * MuahahaHAHAHAHAHA..ahahaa.aaha..ha. * turns out light. *&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here are the girl names:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Cami&lt;br /&gt;2.Canon...(|:P...That one seems too ordinary..)&lt;br /&gt;3.Candace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Please feel free to comment with any suggestions. I want the name to start with a 'C'. Thankies!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also am about to break into the wonderful, controlling world of Sims 2. Unless, my friends come on.&lt;br /&gt;So, bye bye for now! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-7607407452771214594?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7607407452771214594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=7607407452771214594&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7607407452771214594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7607407452771214594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/11/lots-of-stuff-to-say-sosit-tight.html' title='Lots of Stuff to Say, so...SIT TIGHT!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-2511743313645398983</id><published>2008-11-17T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T11:36:01.007-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gimpbyme'/><title type='text'>I Have Been GIMPing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SSHF3PAHQpI/AAAAAAAAAzI/ZykJ_1_zvsY/s1600-h/Cuteangrybaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SSHF3PAHQpI/AAAAAAAAAzI/ZykJ_1_zvsY/s400/Cuteangrybaby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269710591710675602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SSHEnhNm9jI/AAAAAAAAAzA/lgM7ucgi-Vc/s1600-h/animal-picture2g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SSHEnhNm9jI/AAAAAAAAAzA/lgM7ucgi-Vc/s400/animal-picture2g.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269709222209582642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-2511743313645398983?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2511743313645398983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=2511743313645398983&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2511743313645398983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2511743313645398983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-have-been-gimping.html' title='I Have Been GIMPing...'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SSHF3PAHQpI/AAAAAAAAAzI/ZykJ_1_zvsY/s72-c/Cuteangrybaby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-1375782219863950875</id><published>2008-11-16T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T15:13:16.293-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Obama's New Secretary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SSCn6LfK_KI/AAAAAAAAAy4/TMPrG7RUNgs/s1600-h/animal-picture104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SSCn6LfK_KI/AAAAAAAAAy4/TMPrG7RUNgs/s400/animal-picture104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269396181981265058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Obama?...Oh, no, I'm sorry. He isn't seeing anyone today...Well, he went to the bank to cash the money from last week's fundraiser. Yes. Alright. I'll let him know you called, Mr. Chavez. I'm sure he'd love to meet with you next week. Alright. Goodbye!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-1375782219863950875?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1375782219863950875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=1375782219863950875&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/1375782219863950875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/1375782219863950875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/11/obamas-new-secretary.html' title='Obama&apos;s New Secretary'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SSCn6LfK_KI/AAAAAAAAAy4/TMPrG7RUNgs/s72-c/animal-picture104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-2486114709480867194</id><published>2008-11-14T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T14:16:51.368-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gimpbyme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>YUM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SR34p_4WE_I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/BF-5imCUVTA/s1600-h/icecream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SR34p_4WE_I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/BF-5imCUVTA/s400/icecream.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268640539499434994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Choices are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(left to right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Santa's beard Ice cream, tasting like coconut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Oreo-Reese's Ice-cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-2486114709480867194?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2486114709480867194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=2486114709480867194&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2486114709480867194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2486114709480867194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/11/yum.html' title='YUM!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SR34p_4WE_I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/BF-5imCUVTA/s72-c/icecream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-8587082415743285083</id><published>2008-11-12T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T09:02:25.076-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family/friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adorable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uneditedphotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picturesbyme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mccab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mccel'/><title type='text'>Some of My Favorite Photos...: )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SRsMBkh9ZQI/AAAAAAAAAxs/RQGoT7zELZk/s1600-h/Jayde%27s+Pictures+323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SRsMBkh9ZQI/AAAAAAAAAxs/RQGoT7zELZk/s400/Jayde%27s+Pictures+323.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267817410265441538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SRsJnp-hvUI/AAAAAAAAAxk/tFkaX66R4JI/s1600-h/Jayde%27s+Pictures+310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SRsJnp-hvUI/AAAAAAAAAxk/tFkaX66R4JI/s400/Jayde%27s+Pictures+310.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267814766027586882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SRsF8FhmvVI/AAAAAAAAAxc/xx6MovXmEQY/s1600-h/Jayde%27s+Pictures+231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SRsF8FhmvVI/AAAAAAAAAxc/xx6MovXmEQY/s400/Jayde%27s+Pictures+231.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267810718973345106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SRsD0VuVmiI/AAAAAAAAAxU/Lqdu7eP-TE4/s1600-h/Jayde%27s+Pictures+302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SRsD0VuVmiI/AAAAAAAAAxU/Lqdu7eP-TE4/s400/Jayde%27s+Pictures+302.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267808386859506210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SRsCeeg-0WI/AAAAAAAAAxM/u06eQ6VRQlY/s1600-h/Jayde%27s+Pictures+221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SRsCeeg-0WI/AAAAAAAAAxM/u06eQ6VRQlY/s400/Jayde%27s+Pictures+221.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267806911750656354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SRr_JoWl0wI/AAAAAAAAAw8/iZGgmre50Xk/s1600-h/Jayde%27s+Pictures+259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SRr_JoWl0wI/AAAAAAAAAw8/iZGgmre50Xk/s400/Jayde%27s+Pictures+259.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267803255079293698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-8587082415743285083?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8587082415743285083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=8587082415743285083&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/8587082415743285083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/8587082415743285083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/11/some-of-my-favorite-photos.html' title='Some of My Favorite Photos...: )'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SRsMBkh9ZQI/AAAAAAAAAxs/RQGoT7zELZk/s72-c/Jayde%27s+Pictures+323.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-4224449399791821119</id><published>2008-11-10T12:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T13:04:15.962-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anna'/><title type='text'>Ya'll are gonna love me!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SRieR3hdDxI/AAAAAAAAAw0/35NB8vUriOc/s1600-h/friends+anna+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SRieR3hdDxI/AAAAAAAAAw0/35NB8vUriOc/s400/friends+anna+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267133794009026322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-4224449399791821119?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4224449399791821119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=4224449399791821119&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/4224449399791821119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/4224449399791821119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/11/yall-are-gonna-love-me.html' title='Ya&apos;ll are gonna love me!!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SRieR3hdDxI/AAAAAAAAAw0/35NB8vUriOc/s72-c/friends+anna+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-2164080110643389611</id><published>2008-11-06T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T13:57:27.037-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family/friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><title type='text'>Greetings, Comrades!</title><content type='html'>Well, today, I sit at my computer.&lt;br /&gt;I type this. And this and this and this.&lt;br /&gt;I have been whistling a LOT lately. I don't know why, I just have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a clean streak today. I went through my room and tidied everything, straightened everything and I found something WONDERFUL to use as a knick-knack catcher.&lt;br /&gt;While in Ohio, Dad bought me, Verje and McCja and Verna, (all the girls in the family) little baskets. Well, okay, they are made out of pretty wood, and they are the shape of a heart. They are napkin-holders that double as a hot-pad. They are absolutely lovely. I have mine set on my desk to catch whatever I don't have time to put away...OKAY! YOU CAUGHT ME! It's a place where I can put little stuff when I'm lazy and don't want to put them where they belong, and it won't look messy.&lt;br /&gt;I cleaned the kitchen on my own choice, because I felt the strange urge. I found a wonderful paper flower made by my great friend, Higpa, and it just happens to match my bedspread PERFECTLY. So, I tied the pretty flower around the handle of the ..um...heart..thing....:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McCja went and got my ring from the store, and Dad is supposed to bring it to me as soon as he gets back from their house.&lt;br /&gt;I shall be VERY angry if either of them forget. I don't think they will, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I sit. Bored.&lt;br /&gt;Help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone get on Gmail, Yahoo, MSN..ANYTHING! HELP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios, comrades!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-2164080110643389611?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2164080110643389611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=2164080110643389611&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2164080110643389611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2164080110643389611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/11/greetings-comrades.html' title='Greetings, Comrades!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-2386693040149250166</id><published>2008-11-05T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T09:31:48.012-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wacky Wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>These....</title><content type='html'>Are interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizyourprofile.com/guessyournumber.swf"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.quizyourprofile.com/guessyournumber.swf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.learnenglish.org.uk/games/magic-gopher-central.swf"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.learnenglish.org.uk/games/magic-gopher-central.swf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kids.niehs.nih.gov/mindread/mindread.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://kids.niehs.nih.gov/mindread/mindread.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed something that would take my mind off of Obama and his baby-killing nonsense. He doesn't care.&lt;br /&gt;If he doesn't care for babies, he has no heart. What makes America think he even cares for America?&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;He makes me mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an awesome confession:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beat ALL of those mind-readers!! WOO! I don't know how they do it, or how I do it!! But I can beat them!&lt;br /&gt;And they all involve math, which, I am horrible at...* ahem, I HATE IT, ahem *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, just see if you can beat them. I caaaaan! WOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for America...They need it.&lt;br /&gt;Obama as President...Wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, today is Wacky Wednesday, so I decided to post those wacky mind-reader thingies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, TODAY IS WE'RE GONNA DIE BECAUSE OBAMA IS PRESIDENT DAY...I'd say that's wacky...scary...and enough for this Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* breaks into tears *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obama is President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE READ THE POST BEFORE THIS ONE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-2386693040149250166?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2386693040149250166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=2386693040149250166&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2386693040149250166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2386693040149250166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/11/these.html' title='These....'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-4309578661955640383</id><published>2008-11-05T03:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T03:36:45.320-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!</title><content type='html'>Obama won.&lt;br /&gt;Simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;As my Mom said, there are going to a bunch of people whining in a year or two.&lt;br /&gt;I have had a terrible life. First Chavez, now Obama. I deserve a medal or something.&lt;br /&gt;Any Christian who thinks God would be pleased with a baby-killer as our President, is a very shallow Christian.&lt;br /&gt;My question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO PEOPLE THINK HE'S OKAY!??! He says it's fine to chop a baby's neck. He thinks it's okay, that if the baby happens to survive, that we have every right to just leave it in a bucket in some dark alley to suffer and die.&lt;br /&gt;All I have to say to America on that is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"AMERICA!!! WHAT WERE YOU THINKIN'?????!?!?!?!!?"&lt;br /&gt;Get a brain.&lt;br /&gt;and soon,&lt;br /&gt;"YOU GOT SOME SPLAININ' TO DO!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe this...I am so upset! And to think that someone I know voted for him...&lt;br /&gt;TALK ABOUT ANGER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, time for something that doesn't make me grind my teeth...&lt;br /&gt;Um...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes!!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went with my two sisters to go jewelry-shopping. I found a pretty silver band, and it's being engraved with, "True Love Waits &amp;hearts;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here we go...4 to 8 more years of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see my excitement?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-4309578661955640383?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4309578661955640383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=4309578661955640383&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/4309578661955640383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/4309578661955640383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/11/noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.html' title='NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-8559300815543102594</id><published>2008-10-31T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T09:54:12.484-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobby'/><title type='text'>Look What I Made!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SQs3oNa2aYI/AAAAAAAAAws/r4LOI5ufvJc/s1600-h/GIMPRAINBOWOCEAN.xcf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SQs3oNa2aYI/AAAAAAAAAws/r4LOI5ufvJc/s400/GIMPRAINBOWOCEAN.xcf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263361753449130370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bored..And yeah..:)&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I can use GIMP! WOOO! THANKS PIENI!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Today is going alright...I'm taking my camera to WADE tonight..To take some candid pictures..I love WADE.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways--that's my first work of GIMPART!&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-8559300815543102594?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8559300815543102594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=8559300815543102594&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/8559300815543102594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/8559300815543102594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/10/look-what-i-made.html' title='Look What I Made!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SQs3oNa2aYI/AAAAAAAAAws/r4LOI5ufvJc/s72-c/GIMPRAINBOWOCEAN.xcf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-1849796992350960111</id><published>2008-10-28T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T13:56:10.679-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>Today is a hot day...&lt;br /&gt;The sun is burning all human life as we know it.&lt;br /&gt;Today is Tuesday...:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My handwriting is cursive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have visited Angel Falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Baby toys CRACK ME UP!&lt;br /&gt;Have fun...Back to my ranting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hot...The pool is looking nice...I think I'll go jump in it when I finish this post...The water is nice and cool.&lt;br /&gt;We had the nieces over while Dad, McCja and McCbr went to Philadelphia for a day...xD... They brought back chocolate chips! That, is wonderfulness in itself!&lt;br /&gt;My room has managed to get a bit messier... So, tonight, I will go through it completely and pick it up so it can go back to the way it was last week. With....* theme music *&lt;br /&gt;A place for everything! And everything in it's PLACE! xD! * musical notes run away *&lt;br /&gt;..Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;I babysat for me nieces on Sunday, twas fun. :) I'm thinking of making another blog. Verja's Babysitting Adventures!&lt;br /&gt;Ya think I should?&lt;br /&gt;I have the strange feeling that school is gonna come back tomorrow...*GULP*&lt;br /&gt;I am doing much, much better with GIMP.&lt;br /&gt;Bluey, you copied me. Well, sorta.&lt;br /&gt;'GUESS WHAT GUESS WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;:P no you're dead wrong!' random musings blog...-_- sure sounds like what I said GUESS WHAT GUESS WHAT! Um..No..Weird guess..etc...(Go check me post before this one, and see!!)&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine, Blueh.. heehehe&lt;br /&gt;Now, I gotsa go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-1849796992350960111?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1849796992350960111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=1849796992350960111&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/1849796992350960111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/1849796992350960111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-6316272161599326954</id><published>2008-10-27T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T10:02:26.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Be Tagged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. List 10 things you are thankful for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Food&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Old comfy teeshirts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me Bible and all my books...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;2. Arrange these 9 colours into favouritest to least favouritest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pink&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Turquoise&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Purple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Orange&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Green&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;3. Name 8 things that bug you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Democrats&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Barney&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spam&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My cellphone alarm clock&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hot mornings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;S-C-H-O-O-L&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vegetarians "meat is murder". If animals weren't supposed to be eaten, God wouldn't have made them out of MEAT! ~*Marina&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The fact that my room is slowly getting worse and worse..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Pick 7 songs that describe each day of your week (and explain if ya can)&lt;br /&gt;Dunno&lt;br /&gt;Dunno&lt;br /&gt;Dunno&lt;br /&gt;Dunno&lt;br /&gt;Dunno&lt;br /&gt;Dunno&lt;br /&gt;Sunday-Come, Now Is The Time To Worship&lt;br /&gt;5. List 6 people your age or younger that are your best friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tacogirl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Randomizer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bluey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Netsirk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Claudia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Belen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;6. List 5 of your favourite foods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cereal&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;PBJ Sandwich&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ice Cream&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Quesadillas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mom's Chinese Rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. List 4 older people you really like (besides your parents) (oh and by the way they can be dead people if you want em to be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me Brother&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ronald Reagan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me Sister One, who reads this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me sister two, who doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. List 3 people you've never met before that you want to meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bluey&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Netsirk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Randomizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;9. List 2 places you've never got to that you want to go to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;FRANCE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Greece...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Name the one most important thing in your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;God&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;RULES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Erase my answers and put in your own&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;List the rules&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Link to the person that tagged you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tag as many other people as you want&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Post!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;PERSON THAT TAGGED ME - &lt;a href="http://chocoholicmk.blogspot.com/"&gt;ME!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE I'M TAGGING -&lt;br /&gt;Randomizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://netsirksnook.blogspot.com/"&gt;Netsirk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marina-anticonformity.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marina&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go forth and blog. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-6316272161599326954?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6316272161599326954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=6316272161599326954&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6316272161599326954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6316272161599326954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-be-tagged.html' title='I Be Tagged!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-5973862115194617399</id><published>2008-10-24T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T15:04:03.801-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blonde'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Hi Everyone...</title><content type='html'>Aah...Uhm..Ah--Yeah. I know. I need to blog. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;*thinks so hard brain explodes and head falls off*&lt;br /&gt;Whoops.&lt;br /&gt;*picks head up and screws back on*&lt;br /&gt;Ah. :)&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we are having a cookout! YAY! Complete with steak, GUASACACA, Mamy's awesome famous seven layer salad (I grated the cheese), sausage and we're all gonna swim in the pool cause the pool is nice. Not cold, and the weather is perfect. Plus, I love swimming at night! :)&lt;br /&gt;McCbr and McCja were here, along with McCab and McCel, but, the little girls have bed-times so McCbr and McCja are taking them back, calling a friend of theirs to watch the babies and then coming back and havin' some fun!! WOOOOOO!!&lt;br /&gt;Tis 6:27 now.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, Lenma, Lenjo, and their dad are all coming over. McCbr and McCja  and (our hero) the guy who helped us get the container so fast, Bobma and his wife, Bobri or Bobli.&lt;br /&gt;The fun begins at 8. . .&lt;br /&gt;*stares at the little clock in bottom right corner of screen*&lt;br /&gt;*sees you're doing the same thing*&lt;br /&gt;STOP COPYING ME!&lt;br /&gt;An eternity from now. . .HOW will I be able to stay patient?? I can't do it, I tell you! I JUST CAN'T!&lt;br /&gt;Patience isn't my forte. I go crazy at the doctor's office when it's full.&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT!&lt;br /&gt;No, seriously. GUESS!&lt;br /&gt;NO! I'm not gonna tell you until you guess.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;0.o ...Um, weird suggestion, and no. That's not it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, there are TWO things I must tell you:&lt;br /&gt;1. I cut my hair. It's about an inch shorter than my shoulders!&lt;br /&gt;2. I might get new glasses as part of my Christmas present! YAAAY!&lt;br /&gt;Boy, were you way off..xD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 36 more pages, no, 35 (toldja I was bad with numbers) in Math. Then, oh the joy, I get to start ANOTHER book...FuuUuuun...|:&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anna is clawing at my shoulder...OUCH!&lt;br /&gt;Tacogirl, YE MUST POST ABOUT GREECE! ! ! MUST MUST! Oh, sure..You're probably off looking at all the awesome statues and those pillars in the whatever ya call it..Yay for Tacogirl!&lt;br /&gt;I have been waking up at 6 ever since yesterday. Randomizer wakes up then, and I'm a morning-person so I thought I'd give it a shot and try it.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE IT! Mornings are peaceful and it seems as if the world is just waking up...: ) I have my cellphone alarm set to go BLEEP BLEEP RING RING BLEEEEEEEP! RING RING BLEEP! RING RING BLEEEEEEP! BLEEP BLEEP RING RING BLEEEEEEEEEP! RING! (It's an annoying tune, thus, it works!) I have it high on a shelf so that, in order to turn it off, I HAVE to get out of bed. It works. I woke up, made my bed and tidied my room up. That took about, oh, 20 seconds?&lt;br /&gt;NEWS: I am organized. I have broken my horrid habit of messiness. My room has stayed neat all week, which means, I can go on. It has NEVER ever before, in the history of ME, PEOPLE, ever stayed this neat for so long, usually it stays neat for maybe an hour and then I mess it up again. However...*glances at drawer* I need to clean that drawer out...Or it'll come back to haunt me by encouraging the rest of my room to GET MESSY! And I don't want that. Okay. Let me make this clear. I L♥VE it when my room is neat, clean and perfect. What I HATE is having to take the time off to do that. I hate stopping what I'm doing, like, chatting with buddies, playing around with GIMP, etc. Tehe..I'm lazy! :P I'd rather blog.&lt;br /&gt;(I saw the coolest teeshirt EVER that had the Blogger sign on it, and it said, 'I'd rather be blogging'. WaNt It!! SO BAD!)&lt;br /&gt;GIMP is going well. I took Bluey's advice and went ahead and emailed her friend, the GIMP MARVEL. She was lots of help and gave me some links.&lt;br /&gt;If you ever read this, NacNi (star wars for her email) THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can finally fix things up. I tried making Iwo Jima on GIMP. Twas hard, and I gave up cause I lost all my work 7 times. :(&lt;br /&gt;My paint-by-number kit? The paints are all dried out...Just what I was afraid of..Let's take a minute, please.&lt;br /&gt;*takes off hat*&lt;br /&gt;*cries*&lt;br /&gt;*puts flowers on paint-by-numbers kit*&lt;br /&gt;Sniffle...:'| BUT! GOOD NEWS! :) Mom says she will get a BUNCH of replacement paints, (won't match the numbers mixing and stuff) and I SHALL WING IT! I already know how to do shadows and stuff..Now when we're actually gonna go get that paint? Don't know..&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;.o We must wait and see..&gt;Something I ain't that great at.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, Dad is making (OH JOY!) waffles. Sure, for you it isn't so awesome. Try living without waffles or whatever your favorite food is (tacogirl-chocolate milk/macandcheese), for 3 years. Just try it. Then you'll be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, he's going all the way. And he's invited McCbr, McCja and the girls over, too. STEAK TONIGHT, WAFFLES TOMORROW! THIS. IS. THE. LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;6:55..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:56...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*watches time like a hawk* What should I do while I wait? I've already read (3 books) just today, no wait...*calculates*..4 books. I've chatted, I'm done with the computer for now...I'll be back on in like 4 hours! FRIDAY NIGHT! WHAPOO! (never heard THAT cheer, havya?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH! 6:57..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:58..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..Still 2 more hours..Mmmph...&gt;:|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:59..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL IT EVER END? Rrrrgh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:00!!!! WHAPOO!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. I really DO need to find something else to do. I will try to blog sometime soon....&lt;br /&gt;No, seriously. I'll try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYA! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-5973862115194617399?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5973862115194617399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=5973862115194617399&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/5973862115194617399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/5973862115194617399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/10/hi-everyone.html' title='Hi Everyone...'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-5269886029757264819</id><published>2008-10-19T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T16:21:09.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELPPPPPP!!!</title><content type='html'>Someone. Anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to figure out GIMP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That be all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buhbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-5269886029757264819?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5269886029757264819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=5269886029757264819&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/5269886029757264819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/5269886029757264819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/10/helpppppp.html' title='HELPPPPPP!!!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-470488691853055007</id><published>2008-10-19T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T04:13:00.315-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blonde'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><title type='text'>Heyyoza!</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad you all like my blog. WHO DELETED ONE OF MY COMMENTS? I DEMAND TO KNOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Time Change...*cuts ribbon and cheers*...Which means I woke up at 6, normal time, Randomizer...:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was made fun of last night. As many of you know, I am a blonde. Inside &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; out. xD&lt;br /&gt;So, I asked my brother in law, MccBr, how many hours ahead it would skip.&lt;br /&gt;He said 6.&lt;br /&gt;I believed him.&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, that was my first mistake.&lt;br /&gt;Then Verje went along with it.&lt;br /&gt;I believed her too..Steerike TWO!&lt;br /&gt;And, then they were like, "You should shower now, which should take you a little and then get to sleep once we get home, cause you only have like 2 hours til you have to get up for church!"&lt;br /&gt;I believed them again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smacks forehead* WHEN WILL YOU LEARN, VERJA??!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With being blonde comes privileges, and consequences.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-470488691853055007?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/470488691853055007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=470488691853055007&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/470488691853055007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/470488691853055007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/10/heyyoza.html' title='Heyyoza!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-6711829655407735273</id><published>2008-10-18T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T11:18:18.541-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>Isn't It KEWT!!?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>My new background. Thanks, Tacogirl, for the idea! :D You inspired me...Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope she's havin' loads of fun in Greece. I wish I was in Greece...:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you've all noticed by now, I have NO idea WHO hasn't been feeding my animals, but someone hasn't. And thus, Blogger has removed them...YOU KILLED MY PETS WHOEVER YOU ARE!!&lt;br /&gt;MEANIE!!!!!! BLOG PET MURDERER!! ):&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I relied on you...Everyone who visits...Even Anonymous people...And you've failed me...I guess I'll just have to go private...Hmmph! No, I won't.&lt;br /&gt;I like having people from:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Africa&lt;br /&gt;Italy&lt;br /&gt;Costa Rica&lt;br /&gt;India&lt;br /&gt;Brazil&lt;br /&gt;United Kingdom&lt;br /&gt;Australia&lt;br /&gt;Venezuela&lt;br /&gt;Paraguay&lt;br /&gt;Canada&lt;br /&gt;Spain&lt;br /&gt;Uruguay&lt;br /&gt;....and many more. And, I have someone from NJ...Who are you? Confess!! And NH...And N. AND NY! CONFEEESS!&lt;br /&gt;Please, people! I know you're there!! I can see you every single time you visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting Facts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog is most found through google searches:&lt;br /&gt;-Madeleine McCann Poem&lt;br /&gt;-Obedience Poem&lt;br /&gt;-Unanswered Questions&lt;br /&gt;-Funny State Laws&lt;br /&gt;-Pink and Black Energizer Bunny&lt;br /&gt;-Amateur Poems&lt;br /&gt;-Mk Blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top two, are mostly searched by people in the U.K. 'Ello!&lt;br /&gt;(And I'm not making fun of you. I love your accents and I love the U.K. I wanna go someday!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you see? I know where you are!! I can go right to the URL you just came from! I CAN FIND YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thriller music* LOL! :)&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of the day. I had a great morning! I was all ready to go to Choir Practice at church, at 9. As it is every Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;The leader is going to France today. He left someone in charge who can't rehearse with us until 3 this afternoon...I love practice! And I was sooo upset when I found out I'd have to make 6 hours pass FAST!!&lt;br /&gt;So, we came back. Then Dad made pancakes. They were yum! I watched a movie, washed dishes, and then swept up my room.&lt;br /&gt;I have a list in my room...&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-6711829655407735273?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6711829655407735273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=6711829655407735273&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6711829655407735273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6711829655407735273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/10/isnt-it-kewt.html' title='Isn&apos;t It KEWT!!?!?!?!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-1094015994747163248</id><published>2008-10-17T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T12:58:00.312-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goal'/><title type='text'>WOO!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.oneplusyou.com/bb/blog_addiction" style="color: #D64B32; text-decoration: none; display: block; width: 286px; height: 128px; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 17px; background: url(http://www.oneplusyou.com/q/img/bb_badges/blog_addiction.jpg) no-repeat; font-family: Times New Roman, sans-serif; font-size: 30px;"&gt;72%&lt;span style="display: none;"&gt;How Addicted to Blogging Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Ok..? I didn't know about the dating site. NOBODY needs to go there. Just click past all the hippie-love and peace stuff, and DON'T join if invited to. Just take the quiz and post your result! Thankies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISSION: ORGANIZATION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a messy person. I always have been. ENOUGH! I am gonna keep all my stuff organized.&lt;br /&gt;I already cleaned a LOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tossed out trash&lt;br /&gt;-sorted my desk, school stuff: notebook, pencil-jar, sharpener and tape on one side and jewelry on the other side. A picture frame in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;-cleared out under my bed.&lt;br /&gt;-organized my desk-shelves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to: (by tonight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-fold clothes and put clean ones away.&lt;br /&gt;-organize closets.&lt;br /&gt;-sweep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, 4 down, 3 to go! WOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, if I fail hopelessly in this attempt, I am gonna scream at myself like that guy on the MAILCALL show, and hop right back to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reward if done:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can make quesadillas...YUM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Day at A Glance: (Complete with how long it will take me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up. (1 min)&lt;br /&gt;Make bed. (1 min)&lt;br /&gt;Clear floor. (about 20 sec-2 mins, depending on WHAT is on the floor!)&lt;br /&gt;Take care of clothes. (5 mins)&lt;br /&gt;Tidy up bookshelf. (3 mins)&lt;br /&gt;Tidy up desk. (5 mins)&lt;br /&gt;School. (2 1/2 hrs)&lt;br /&gt;Organize just a little throughout the day. ( 3-6 mins each)&lt;br /&gt;Get lost/missplaced/ out of place items and out them where they belong. (5 mins)&lt;br /&gt;Sleep. (10 hrs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sound good to you? Maybe YOU could follow my example...HEHEHE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gulp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to stop this procrastinating...It's disorganized, and that's my whole goal here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Still here...GET UP, VERJA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW! GO! HOP TO IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*reluctantly gets out of chair, carrying Anna in arms who is asleep)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't click my text, BTW...Something weird...I think it's the quiz or something...&lt;br /&gt;OKAY OKAY! I'm GOIN' I'm GOIN'!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-1094015994747163248?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1094015994747163248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=1094015994747163248&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/1094015994747163248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/1094015994747163248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/10/woo.html' title='WOO!!!!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-1540602165408431300</id><published>2008-10-16T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T19:02:28.498-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family/friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pray'/><title type='text'>Wow..</title><content type='html'>That is all I can say. I wish I could say more, but...I just can't.&lt;br /&gt;Something horrible has happened. Go here for the full story: &lt;a href="http://anitalottahelp.blogspot.com"&gt;CLICK&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Things happen in life so fast. Nobody knew of it. She has 4 kids, her husband is dead from a Motorcyle Accident.. Life is going to be terribly rough on their entire family.&lt;br /&gt;I can just imagine if it was MY father. It's horrible.&lt;br /&gt;God has reason. We just don't know what it is yet. And, he was saved. Now he is with God, who wanted him to come home. And whatever God wants, God gets.&lt;br /&gt;It's normal for sadness to come, but, he's with God. He's happy. And no more pain will come to him. Please pray that God will give them all the strength, guidance and comfort they need so much.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it..&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless them.&lt;br /&gt;They are suffering so much.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, let's all express love to everyone. As you can see, things happen so fast. No one can stop them.&lt;br /&gt;So, just show everyone just how much you care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-1540602165408431300?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1540602165408431300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=1540602165408431300&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/1540602165408431300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/1540602165408431300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/10/wow.html' title='Wow..'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-520928883134254099</id><published>2008-10-15T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T18:57:26.103-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anna'/><title type='text'>Agreed.</title><content type='html'>I need to blog. So, here we go.&lt;br /&gt;The reasons I haven't blogged for a while is because:&lt;br /&gt;1. I have so many story ideas!&lt;br /&gt;2. I have a packed week.&lt;br /&gt;3. I have a lot of things to do every day.&lt;br /&gt;4. I have 4 devotionals I do.&lt;br /&gt;5. I read everyone else's blog.&lt;br /&gt;6. I have school.&lt;br /&gt;7. Blogger has blocked 2 of my blogs, don't know why!&lt;br /&gt;8. I have been emailing like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;9. The pool is finally warm enough to swim in cause the days are HOT.&lt;br /&gt;10. I get blogger's block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;As a peace-offering, here are some pictures I took of Anna on the day we got her:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SPae9_j5FzI/AAAAAAAAAwY/ETJEzP8B0Ck/s1600-h/books,+anna,+lele%27s+new+hair+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SPae9_j5FzI/AAAAAAAAAwY/ETJEzP8B0Ck/s400/books,+anna,+lele%27s+new+hair+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257564402872817458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SPae-DhTteI/AAAAAAAAAwg/4rNrinvQJnA/s1600-h/books,+anna,+lele%27s+new+hair+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SPae-DhTteI/AAAAAAAAAwg/4rNrinvQJnA/s400/books,+anna,+lele%27s+new+hair+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257564403935720930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I forgiven?&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-520928883134254099?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/520928883134254099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=520928883134254099&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/520928883134254099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/520928883134254099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/10/agreed.html' title='Agreed.'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SPae9_j5FzI/AAAAAAAAAwY/ETJEzP8B0Ck/s72-c/books,+anna,+lele%27s+new+hair+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-2417419996037766394</id><published>2008-10-12T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T18:15:38.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Photography Passion</title><content type='html'>All of us Ver girls, LOVE to take pictures. Me and McCja like to pose the girls McCab and McCel to take candid photos. I need to figure out how to edit with GIMP to make good pictures great. Like eyes pop and making the focus a certain object and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I have my own camera. I love it. I got it from a church, and I am always getting on people's nerves by either leaning around them, asking them to move, please, or shouting SMILE! I prefer candid shots. Poses to me, just look fake. I'm finally figuring out how to use all the little settings on my camera. Like, Macro is for taking focus-pictures, where you can take pictures of things like flowers and it makes the background blurry and the focus is sharp. I love using that for flowers and I have yet to get one of the babies still so I can take a Macro of their eyes. I can't wait! My photos ain't all that spectacular, because they aren't edited with Photoshop, cause, I can't get photoshop. GIMP, I would be VERY excited to learn how to use it better, AHEM! TACOGIRL! HELP! NOW!&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHOSE BIRTHDAY IS SOON! ...AHEM TACOGIRL...I HAVE YOUR PRESENT READY...LEMME KNOW WHEN YOU WANT IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-2417419996037766394?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2417419996037766394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=2417419996037766394&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2417419996037766394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2417419996037766394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-photography-passion.html' title='My Photography Passion'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-5861398548968571870</id><published>2008-10-12T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T10:13:39.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Bloggie!</title><content type='html'>Go looky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.verjasphotos.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.verjasphotos.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will soon be chock-full of pictures I have taken myself. I have one thing to ask: Tacogirl? Please show me how to edit with GIMP better. Because I am clueless. And my pictures are okay, but, they can only be great if I figure out how to edit them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankies.&lt;br /&gt;Verse: Acts 1:8&lt;br /&gt;from church today. very good verse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUHBYEZ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-5861398548968571870?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5861398548968571870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=5861398548968571870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/5861398548968571870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/5861398548968571870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-bloggie.html' title='New Bloggie!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-2099820544855843286</id><published>2008-10-10T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T09:38:12.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Addicted...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SO-CjCpL_-I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/H382syHr_Ec/s1600-h/books,+anna,+lele%27s+new+hair+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SO-CjCpL_-I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/H382syHr_Ec/s400/books,+anna,+lele%27s+new+hair+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255562828681314274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SO-AtHz2_ZI/AAAAAAAAAwI/7ZF1cKiHgis/s1600-h/books,+anna,+lele%27s+new+hair+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SO-AtHz2_ZI/AAAAAAAAAwI/7ZF1cKiHgis/s400/books,+anna,+lele%27s+new+hair+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255560802843688338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-2099820544855843286?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2099820544855843286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=2099820544855843286&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2099820544855843286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2099820544855843286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-addicted.html' title='I&apos;m Addicted...'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SO-CjCpL_-I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/H382syHr_Ec/s72-c/books,+anna,+lele%27s+new+hair+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-6791770443931822033</id><published>2008-10-10T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T05:40:43.920-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='field trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaant....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They are annoying. The people at the legal papers place. They are always saying this every time we go, thinking it will be ready:&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, wait. We need to do a few more things. Come back Tuesday."&lt;br /&gt;So we come back on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry, it isn't ready yet. Saturday."&lt;br /&gt;We come back Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;"Could you maybe come back around 8 on Wednesday?"&lt;br /&gt;We come back Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah--um--You're the one with the--OH YEAH! Well, we don't have them ready yet. Come back on Thursday."&lt;br /&gt;We come back Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;"We aren't ready. We still have to talk to.. Come back at 9:30 on Friday. We'll have them ready!"&lt;br /&gt;We are going today...Let's see what happens...0.o...Will they still have ONE MORE thing to do? Or will they play this mind-game forever??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I woke up at 6 AM today. Don't ask me why. I just woke up, thinking I was late. So, I got out of bed. And, for once, I was really angry. I was like NO! I DON'T WANNA WAKE UP! but I did.&lt;br /&gt;And then I made my bed and chatted with &lt;a href="http://chocoholicmk.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tacogirl&lt;/a&gt; for a bit. It was fun! I am sending her photos and videos right now...They are taking forever....&lt;br /&gt;Last night Verje reminded me that I have tons of pictures, all scattered about. So, I spent like an hour organizing them and putting them all into ONE dainty little file. Now, when you open My Pictures, you don't see all these crazy mixed up messed up pictures. You see maybe 5 folders to choose from. I'm gonna organize the files in Verja's Pictures. YAY! =)&lt;br /&gt;My room is awesome. I am gonna get a beanbag chair! And paint my wall! WOO! (= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am writing new stories. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;Prayer Requests:&lt;br /&gt;-This month is Missions Conference Month.&lt;br /&gt;-I have no way to get to choir practice.&lt;br /&gt;-THAT THE LEGAL PAPERS WILL BE DONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles, thank you for visiting my blog. I have seen yours but my computer is so slow so I don't really comment. But, I LOVE your blog. It makes me smile. So, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Hi Tacogirl.&lt;br /&gt;Hi Jmom&lt;br /&gt;Hi Bluey.&lt;br /&gt;Hi Netsirk.&lt;br /&gt;Hi Randomizer.&lt;br /&gt;Hi Pat.&lt;br /&gt;Hi Charles.&lt;br /&gt;Hi Marina&lt;br /&gt;Hi Chan...&lt;br /&gt;Hi Aunt Pam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I forgot anybody, lemme know, and I'll fixit!&lt;br /&gt;We are going to a BBQ for lunch today. It's some voting party. And, I MADE THE SIGN. It's pink, says Palin Power on it. I painted glasses and lipstick on it and highlighted the white letters with red on the side. I shall take a picture when I see it. And I shall blog it.&lt;br /&gt;* closes book * Good. It's in the books. I shall blog it.&lt;br /&gt;And, Aunt Pam, I shall post the pictures of Thomas Edison's/Ford Winter Estate...Sometime...Eh...Soon...Yeah....She has been pestering me about them FOREVER! Hehehehe xD...So, I shall put an end to her misery and MINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY THE WAY:&lt;br /&gt;I'm ProMcPalin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU FOR LISTENING TO MY RANT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-6791770443931822033?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6791770443931822033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=6791770443931822033&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6791770443931822033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6791770443931822033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/10/raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaant.html' title='Raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaant....'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-6117732237176098450</id><published>2008-10-08T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T16:22:47.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Translated Advertisements!</title><content type='html'>Living in a multilingual world, I have come across some very ODD advertisements. See, here in _______ , everything is made in China, first, and then translated into English in China, and then shipped here. Here are some of the funny ones I have seen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME HERE NOW! Play this new toy take your fun out of day!&lt;br /&gt;(I have little remarks under them...teehee.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny Pooh-Pooh Bear truck! Play here NOW! Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yeah..Um...I think I'll pass on playing with a pooh-pooh truck...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely truck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Congratz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animal looks just like toy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Oh, really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Transformer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Well--Now I know who Bumblebee is gonna fall in love with---hence, ever seen Transformers? The old cartoons?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have fun here, new toy, happy childs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Happy childs, huh? More like freaked out 'childs'...What an ugly baby toy! That would freak any little kid out! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You come have funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;LOL! I already AM funny...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toy make you happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yeah...Uh-huh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You star!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Ok...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come play or you be sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Sorry? What can a stupid little motionless animal card game do to me to make me sorry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dolly is alive! Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;AUGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus, I get a laugh almost every day.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-6117732237176098450?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6117732237176098450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=6117732237176098450&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6117732237176098450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6117732237176098450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/10/funny-translated-advertisements.html' title='Funny Translated Advertisements!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-5927288200475587485</id><published>2008-10-07T06:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T06:09:06.492-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TTF TUESDAY'/><title type='text'>TTF TUESDAY</title><content type='html'>Winners from last week...*crickets*...I-I-I-I guess that means nobody! Heh-heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TO LAST WEEK: I have never in my life actually touched a guinea-pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the ones for this week::..::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I will sit at the computer all day until all my friends come on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I hate it when people chat like this : r u thr? whts wrng? dd i sy smthin? hw r u? i 8 a bug 2day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I have counted, and just in my room alone on my bookshelf, there are 348 books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe...Have Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-5927288200475587485?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5927288200475587485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=5927288200475587485&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/5927288200475587485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/5927288200475587485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/10/ttf-tuesday.html' title='TTF TUESDAY'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-8022286572122531282</id><published>2008-10-06T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T20:05:39.647-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family/friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz/game'/><title type='text'>*YAWN* Hello, People! MEME MONDAY!</title><content type='html'>I am bored. I'm also tired. I felt bad all morning. And then I felt worse when I had to do school. Math.&lt;br /&gt;I started Social Studies, English and Science today. A few more and I get to start this year's. Oh, the joy.&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun, because we had a pastor over for pancakes. I woke up and was like:&lt;br /&gt;"It's morning."&lt;br /&gt;"That dude is coming over for breakfast."&lt;br /&gt;*yawns*&lt;br /&gt;"I look like a wreck."&lt;br /&gt;"I need to shower."&lt;br /&gt;*rolls over*&lt;br /&gt;"What time is it?"&lt;br /&gt;*checks clock on bedside table*&lt;br /&gt;"OH NO! HE'S COMING AT 8 AND IT'S 7:30!"&lt;br /&gt;*scrambles around like a wacko*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get the point. I was okay when he got here. Then I cleaned my room and made it look all pretty. And then we had pancakes! My dad makes the best pancakes. Ever. I mean, -best pancakes ever- is an understatement. He makes them light and fluffy. He also had to make maple syrup, because, SURPRISE! They don't have maple syrup here. Or chocolate chips.&lt;br /&gt;But we don't get called bad names because we are white, and there are no strikes outside our front door every night so we'll survive. =)&lt;br /&gt;My kitty Anna is looking so lovely. She has such pretty fur and her eyes are getting bigger. I hope they stay blue...They had better stay blue. As I write this she is falling asleep right next to me. Sitting. And she thinks she can nap while sitting...Crazy, but insanely cute cat. I love her...She's so soft. And she's so happy to see me every morning.&lt;br /&gt;* anna climbs into lap *&lt;br /&gt;Aww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post again tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Right now it's my bed time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEME:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age: no way&lt;br /&gt;Name: do i look stupid?&lt;br /&gt;Location: um--nah&lt;br /&gt;Pets? Yes. One. Anna. She's a doorbell! adorable&lt;br /&gt;Do you look like a pancake? Not particularly why...?&lt;br /&gt;Do you like this quiz? Sure...&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the person who sent this and made it? yeah. becca, you are one of the coolest 12 year olds around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gnaight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-8022286572122531282?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8022286572122531282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=8022286572122531282&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/8022286572122531282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/8022286572122531282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/10/yawn-hello-people-meme-monday.html' title='*YAWN* Hello, People! MEME MONDAY!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-6136319902437725266</id><published>2008-10-05T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T09:44:22.726-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frances'/><title type='text'>One of my favorites!</title><content type='html'>There is this book about a little badger, and she has such adorable little stories. Her name is Frances. Here we go. You'll love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a quiet evening.&lt;br /&gt;Father was reading his newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;Mother was feeding Gloria, the new baby.&lt;br /&gt;Frances was sitting under the kitchen sink.&lt;br /&gt;She was singing a little song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plinketty, plinketty, plinketty, plink.&lt;br /&gt;Here is the dishrag that's under the sink.&lt;br /&gt;Here the buckets and brushes and me,&lt;br /&gt;Plinketty plinketty plinketty plee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stopped the song and listened.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said anything.&lt;br /&gt;Frances went to her room and took some gravel out of the drawer where she had been saving it. She put the gravel into her empty coffee can and put the lid on it.&lt;br /&gt;Frances marched into the living-room and rattled the gravel in the can. As she marched she sang a marching song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go marching, rattley bang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please don't do that, Frances.", said Father.&lt;br /&gt;Frances stopped.&lt;br /&gt;"All right.",  she said.&lt;br /&gt;She went back into the kitchen and sat down under the sink. Mother came in, carrying Gloria.&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you sitting under the sink?" said Mother.&lt;br /&gt;"I like it here." said Frances. "It's cozy."&lt;br /&gt;"Would you like to help me put Gloria to bed?" asked Father.&lt;br /&gt;"How much allowance does Gloria get?" asked Frances.&lt;br /&gt;"She is too little to have an allowance", said Father. "Only big girls like you get allowances."&lt;br /&gt;"May I have a penny along with my nickel now that I am a big sister?" Asked Frances.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," said Father. "Now your allowance will be six cents a week because you are now a big sister."&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you."&lt;br /&gt;"I know a girl who gets seventeen cents a week. She gets three nickels and two pennies."&lt;br /&gt;"Well," said Father, "it's time for bed now."&lt;br /&gt;Father picked Frances up from under the sink and her a piggy-back ride to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Mother and Father tucked her in and kissed her goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;"I need my tiny special blanket." Frances said.&lt;br /&gt;Mother gave her the tiny special blanket.&lt;br /&gt;"And I need my tricycle and the sled and both teddy bears and my alligator doll." said Frances.&lt;br /&gt;All the necessary bedtime items were fetched, and finally Frances drifted off to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;In the morning Frances got up and washed and began to dress for school.&lt;br /&gt;"Is my new blue dress ready for me to wear?" asked Frances.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, dear. I was so busy with Gloria that I didn't have time to iron it. You'll have to wear the yellow one again."&lt;br /&gt;Mother buttoned Frances up in the back. Then she brushed her hair and put a new ribbon in it and put her breakfast on the table.&lt;br /&gt;"Why did you put sliced bananas in my oatmeal. Did you forget I like raisins?" Frances asked.&lt;br /&gt;"No, I did not forget. But you finished up the raisins yesterday and I haven't been out shopping yet."&lt;br /&gt;"Well," said Frances, "things are not very good around here anymore. No clothes to wear. No raisins for the oatmeal. I think maybe I'll run away."&lt;br /&gt;"Finish your breakfast, Frances. It is almost time for the school-bus." Mother said.&lt;br /&gt;"What time will dinner be tonight?" asked Frances.&lt;br /&gt;"Half past six." Mother replied.&lt;br /&gt;"Then I will have plenty of time to run away after dinnertime." finished Frances.&lt;br /&gt;She kissed her mother and went to school.&lt;br /&gt;After dinner that evening, Frances packed her knapsack very carefully. She put in her tiny special blanket and her alligator doll. She took all of the nickels and pennies out of her bank, for travel money, and she took her good luck coin for good luck. Then she took a box of prunes from the kitchen and five chocolate sandwich cookies.&lt;br /&gt;"Well," said Frances, "it is time to say goodbye. I am on my way. Goodbye."&lt;br /&gt;"Where are you running away to?" said Father.&lt;br /&gt;"I think that under the table is the best place. It's cozy." Frances replied. "And the kitchen is near if I run out of cookies."&lt;br /&gt;"That is good. But we'll miss you, Frances." Mother said.&lt;br /&gt;Father nodded.&lt;br /&gt;"Well," said Frances, "goodbye,'' and she ran away.&lt;br /&gt;Father sat down with his newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;Mother took up the sweater she was knitting.&lt;br /&gt;Father put down his newspaper. "I miss Frances." He said.&lt;br /&gt;Mother nodded. "I miss her, too."&lt;br /&gt;Frances sat under the table and ate her prunes.&lt;br /&gt;Father picked up his newspaper. Then he put it down again.&lt;br /&gt;"I miss her little made-up songs."&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I do, too." Said Mother. "I love the tomato one she made."&lt;br /&gt;"What does the tomato say, early in the dawn? Time to be all red again, now that night is gone." Father sang. "And her other one--when the wasps and the bumblebees have a party, nobody comes that can't buzz."&lt;br /&gt;"Well. We're going to have to get used to a quiet house now." Said Mother.&lt;br /&gt;Frances ate three of her sandwich cookies, and set aside the other for later.&lt;br /&gt;She began to sing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am poor and hungry here, eating prunes and rice.&lt;br /&gt;Living all alone is not really all that nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had no rice, but chocolate sandwich cookies did not sound right for the song.&lt;br /&gt;"I can almost here her now." said Father, humming the tune Frances had just sung. "She has such a lovely voice."&lt;br /&gt;"It isn't like a family anymore. Families are all together. We need Frances back."&lt;br /&gt;"I wish she would call." Said Father. "I'd like to see how she's getting along in her new place."&lt;br /&gt;"Hello?" called Frances from the dining-room. "This is me on the telephone. Hello, hello, this is me. Is that you?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hello, Frances! This is us. How are you?" Mother said.&lt;br /&gt;"I am fine. This is a nice place, but you miss your family when you're away. How are you?"&lt;br /&gt;"We are all well. But we miss you too." Said Father.&lt;br /&gt;"I will be home soon." said Frances. And she hung up.&lt;br /&gt;When Frances returned, she sang a little song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big sisters really have to stay&lt;br /&gt;At home, not travel far away.&lt;br /&gt;Because everybody misses them.&lt;br /&gt;And wants to hug-and-kisses them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not sure about that last rhyme." Said Frances.&lt;br /&gt;"I love it." said Mother and Father at the same time. And the hugged her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children obey your parents in the Lord for this is right Eph. 6:1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY SUNDAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-6136319902437725266?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6136319902437725266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=6136319902437725266&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6136319902437725266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6136319902437725266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-of-my-favorites.html' title='One of my favorites!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-4085569965898898073</id><published>2008-10-04T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T03:15:43.624-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family/friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MK'/><title type='text'>I Can't Believe This...</title><content type='html'>Ok. I have a Sunday music practice at church this morning at nine. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 3. Okay? I get it from my dad! Whenever something exciting is going on, we can't sleep. At all. Which is WHY I woke up at 3 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;And yet, we can still be perky and cheerful no matter how much sleep we get, or how much sleep we lose. It's like our little super-power! I like it =). I am never usually grumpy in the morning. I greet the day with a smile. Sometimes it's an exhausted smile, but a smile nonetheless. I lay there in bed for like---an hour before I realized I wasn't gonna get back to sleep...SOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chatted with Ludicrous. For a good two-maybe three hours. Then I realized:&lt;br /&gt;I could do something besides chatting.&lt;br /&gt;I should wash the dishes, and clean my room, and charge my cell-phone, and put my house key in my pocket. I named my cell-phone Donald. And my key is named Tracy. =)&lt;br /&gt;So, anyways. It's 3 in the morning. I am cheerful, but that doesn't my brain can think straight! Give me a simple problem--eh--&lt;br /&gt;83&lt;br /&gt;                                                         x 2&lt;br /&gt;Ewww! GET IT AWAY! UGLY MATH! NUMBERS! AUGH! Now they are floating....In my head...--OoOOooOh!---WHOA!....POP! Sorry...&lt;br /&gt; So, it's 3. And I want to get a ton of things done...NO. It didn't work out. I just came out here and procrastinated. Which is what I am doing now when I COULD be washing dishes, or charging my cell-phone, or picking out what to wear. NO.&lt;br /&gt;I need to do all these things because I know that I should have them ready, cause unless I do, I will forget it and I will be mad at myself. Cause that's how I am. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitty Anna is doing wonderful! She is still asleep for now, as most of ya'll probably are. . .Yeah. But, she likes me the most. Cause she cuddles with me and she's always there when I read my Bible in the morning--or when I am telling myself I have to get math done...She is there to comfort me. And purr like there is no tomorrow! She is so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait until nine&lt;br /&gt;*glances at clock*&lt;br /&gt;AUGH! I wish I could take a shower now, but if I take a shower I will need to blow-dry my hair so I don't look like a frizz-head. And if I blow-dry my hair at 6 AM on Saturday morning--let's just say you'll never see me again, K?&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon me and a group of Marina's friends are going to hang out! YAY! WADE kids.&lt;br /&gt;WADE is awesome! It stands for Want A Deeper Experience. It occupies my Friday nights. It's a teen fellowship. We have Bible-study, we play games and it's so much fun! I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;/span&gt; it!&lt;br /&gt;I am actually a very very busy person! I have:&lt;br /&gt;Monday-Wednesday--Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: 7:30 Teen-Meet at Brian's house.&lt;br /&gt;Friday: WADE. Last night, I made cookies. It turned out to be a special night, where everyone did a special, so I gave everyone who participated a cookie. I call them chocolate chip crumblies. You want the recipe, let me knoooow!&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: 9:00 Church Music Practice, 7:00 Teen-Meet at the church. Today, at 1:40 is when I go hang out with everyone at the mall! WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: I am a part of the church music now! WOOOOO! ALABANZA! YAAAAAY!&lt;br /&gt;So, Yes I can be very busy. Weekdays that I don't have anything going on means: EXTRA SCHOOL WORK. Cause I go around repeating I'M BORED. I'M BORED. and then Mom comes up and says,&lt;br /&gt;"Are you really? How about you do some math?"&lt;br /&gt;And then I am not bored ANY MORE. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love my girls devotional! It's very good! In fact, I think I'll go ahead and do today's page...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I'm gonna try to do:&lt;br /&gt;-Wash the dishes--still have the mixing bowl and spoons and cups and stuff out.&lt;br /&gt;-Clean my room--the desk is---bad.&lt;br /&gt;-Take care of Anna, so when she wakes up while I'm gone everything is all ready for her.&lt;br /&gt;-Set out what I am going to wear.&lt;br /&gt;-Charge my cell-phone, put my house key in my pocket and say tonight's teen meet verse to myself.&lt;br /&gt;-Make my breakfast--omelette, maybe? Actually, I don't think I'll make food. It's raining and a bit chilly, so, I'll probably make some hot cocoa...&lt;br /&gt; UNTIL I can take a shower. Because, like I said, if I used the blow-dryer this early in the morning---yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have to go now. Thanks for reading my rant! I was bored...Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;These floors creak, so there's like NO WAY to be quiet...Tip-toeing is OUT of the question. So I usually RUN. And get it over with...Hehe&lt;br /&gt;SO BAI!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-4085569965898898073?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4085569965898898073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=4085569965898898073&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/4085569965898898073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/4085569965898898073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-cant-believe-this.html' title='I Can&apos;t Believe This...'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-1483252354542784174</id><published>2008-10-02T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T12:41:04.174-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family/friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venezuela'/><title type='text'>AFK!</title><content type='html'>I haven't really blogged for a bit. You know that. So much has been going on! We start all school next week, and I started math this week...Blaaaaaaaaaaah...I hate it. It's like a very very VERY foreign language to me--- I don't understand it! It's like Martian or something--or--it looks like something that robots will speak in the future! THAT, my friends, is creepy. It gives me a headache! Mom has me doing a whole lesson every day. That's 6 pages. And it made my brain fry this morning, (but, I know I need it. I love you, Mom. Thanks for not sugar-coating it. Seriously, thank you) To the point where I spilled water on the floor, felt like I was going to explode with x, %, =, and +. I had a headache all morning!! I made the mistake of SHOWING it, though.&lt;br /&gt;Jewel is going to make banana-bread this afternoon, and tonight we have a teen-meet at McCbr and McCJa's house. I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;The pool is nice finally, so I will go swimming soon. People are outside fixing the air-conditioner now, though. So I'll wait.&lt;br /&gt;I have taken up a really cool hobby! Nature Journaling! Where you sit outside with a blank notebook, and draw and write about everything you see! It really relaxes me. I am also doing a 30-day-challenge devotional, and it is amazing. I feel SO much closer to God. I know it'll help me. I mean, we all fail in Bible-reading one time or another. And praying. Today I learned about thirsting for God. And then I realized I haven't read my Bible in like two weeks! I've prayed, sure, and I'm singing at church now, but not reading my Bible in two weeks?&lt;br /&gt;No wonder I'm thirsty. So yeah, it's really helped.&lt;br /&gt;I love my room! I put a poster that my friends made for me in Venezuela, before we left, and it is a HUGE piece of paper, with individual notes from each of them on it. And it says my name at the top in purple. FUNNY, the purple in my name matches my bed-sheets perfectly! So, I put it up above my bed!&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna paint ONE wall turquoise. I can't wait! It's gonna look so pretty!&lt;br /&gt;My bookshelf is up. Good thing, too. Cause I have a L O T of books. I devour books. My whole family does.&lt;br /&gt;I took a big step today. Maybe it isn't so big for you as it was for me, but...&lt;br /&gt;I left the house. Alone. To go buy some Coke...--And nothing happened! Maybe it doesn't surprise you, and you're thinking I'm such a baby, but, living in Venezuela, I was NEVER allowed to leave the house alone. I'd get shot! Or kidnapped! Or---well, let's just say, you'd never see me again! THAT is why it was so scary for me. But, I know realize that Paraguay is different. It's peaceful and calm. People walked by me, saw my clueless expression and asked me how I was and if I needed help finding anything. So sweet! In Venezuela, I'd be pushed into a car. And blind-folded. And, probably killed. But they were asking how I was! And offering their help!&lt;br /&gt;So, now that I know my way around and that I don't HAVE to be afraid, as everyone here in the neighborhood is very peaceable and kind and trustworthy, I can walk around without guarding myself. I guess it's because in Venezuela we always had to be on guard. It really really really made me feel better knowing that nothing was gonna happen. I'm 14 now, and I can handle it.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know, I sound like a baby. If you grew up in a place like Venezuela, you'd understand.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see--what else is happening? Hmm...Ah yeah! I need help! I have a TON of little containers, like one is shaped like a bamboo treasure chest, and another is a silk little box, and each box matches my room PERFECT. But--I don't know what to put in them! As I want to display them cause they are so cute!&lt;br /&gt;And now, my adorable niece has asked me if I wanted to go swimming---HOW can ANYONE say no to that?&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-1483252354542784174?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1483252354542784174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=1483252354542784174&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/1483252354542784174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/1483252354542784174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/10/afk.html' title='AFK!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-3389222624105998420</id><published>2008-10-01T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T13:51:00.323-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wacky Wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Wacky Wednesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SOKR3SPHXhI/AAAAAAAAAlE/yE0A6PC-dSU/s1600-h/hard%2Bof%2Bhearing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SOKR3SPHXhI/AAAAAAAAAlE/yE0A6PC-dSU/s400/hard%2Bof%2Bhearing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251920494441487890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For Even Boredom Striketh Those Who Always Have Something To Do" *~Verja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRESENTING!&lt;br /&gt;THE BRAND NEW AND IMPROVED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://writtenbyverja.blogspot.com"&gt;TADA&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You are reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. No you aren't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Yuh-huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. LIA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Now you're thinking I'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You think it might be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do TOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. YAP YA DO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TONGUE TWISTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finicky Felines fought over frozen frog-feet on Friday in Funkay Forest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;BYE! AND HAPPY WACKY WEDNESDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-3389222624105998420?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/3389222624105998420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=3389222624105998420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/3389222624105998420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/3389222624105998420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/10/wacky-wednesday.html' title='Wacky Wednesday!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SOKR3SPHXhI/AAAAAAAAAlE/yE0A6PC-dSU/s72-c/hard%2Bof%2Bhearing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-6238447698274003639</id><published>2008-09-30T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T13:51:32.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TTF Tuesday</title><content type='html'>WINNER(S):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple Scholar&lt;br /&gt;"You're near sighted."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For next week;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I dot my 'i's with little hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have petted a guinea-pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I just started nature-journaling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh! Have Fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-6238447698274003639?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6238447698274003639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=6238447698274003639&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6238447698274003639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6238447698274003639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/09/ttf-tuesday.html' title='TTF Tuesday'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-6957637569144855538</id><published>2008-09-29T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T09:29:39.872-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz/game'/><title type='text'>NEW: MEME MONDAY</title><content type='html'>I made a new day. Happy Meme Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Feet or eyes? Feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Pop-tarts or strudels? Same thing, but pop-tarts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Kittens or cats? Kittens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Goldfish or Cheez-its? Cheezits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Socks or gloves? Socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Grease or oil? Grease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Bungee-jumping off Angel Falls or sky-diving? BUNGEE-JUMP!!!! DEFINITELY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Hikes or bike-rides? Hikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Green or turquoise? Turquoise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. PBJ or Tuna Fish? PBJ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           ~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What color are your eyes? Depends on what color I wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your room like right now? Meh--Well, it's full of cribs, but the bed is made and the desk is um--somewhat--tidy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you like seafood? NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever eaten a purple fish? I could. If I had food coloring. But no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Pretend an Atheist sneezes, and explains his religion to you. What do you say?&lt;br /&gt;I'd steal the comedian's line:&lt;br /&gt;ACHOO!&lt;br /&gt;God Bless you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm an Atheist.&lt;br /&gt;Oh..uh..NOBODY bless you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm an Atheist because I believe that God doesn't exist. There is no way.&lt;br /&gt;Ok. What are ya gonna do when ya die?&lt;br /&gt;I believe that I am going to become a GLORIOUS tree and come back to the world.&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Well, I hope that when you die you come back to the world as a glorious tree that a fat, sweaty guy comes and chops you down with an axe, and takes you back to the city and prints the BIBLE on you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. OPEN DEBATE:&lt;br /&gt;Butterflies or moths?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely moths. Because:&lt;br /&gt;Moths have a longer life-span, and they are faster. Butterflies are just pretty. And they die the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Have you ever pushed a door that said PULL? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you like to jog? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Can you lift a house? YES I CAN! I can lift a DOLL-HOUSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Your Choice: Running around painted like Barney or playing The Bumble Bee ABC game for the rest of your life? ABC game. No der.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Far Would You Go For 5 Million Dollars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you shave your head? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep in a cemetery on Halloween alone? God's with me, so yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix fish scales, raw eggs, sour milk, stale Froot Loops, banana peels, watermelon seeds and dead spiders together in a blender and DRINK it? Ew. But, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress like a clown for a year? YEAH!! You'd better believe it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw tomatoes at a home-less man? I'd do that for free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby-sit for Hitler? Ugh...But, yes. I'd lock him in a case, and tie that case to a metal pole. VOILA! DICTATOR DISCIPLINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand still in a foot-ball field for a month? No. I would die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bite a bum's foot? Hahaha! Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink a whole bottle of olive oil? Gross. No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let a tarantula crawl around you for 5 whole minutes? OH YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punch a guard outside the Queen of England's castle? The kind that doesn't laugh or anything? YEAH!! I mean, I'd run for my life afterwards but...YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell jokes in a pessimist club? YES!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat only moldy bread and drink old liquor for three years? No. God doesn't agree with getting drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work in a mail-room for the rest of your life? Eh--No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fling rubber-bands at Obama at a rally? YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your turn. Do them in your comments!&lt;br /&gt;Thankiez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYZA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-6957637569144855538?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6957637569144855538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=6957637569144855538&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6957637569144855538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6957637569144855538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-meme-monday.html' title='NEW: MEME MONDAY'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-7438736041573347787</id><published>2008-09-28T16:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T08:56:16.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fun Story</title><content type='html'>At camp's singing competition. A girl was being super mean. And yes, I am a Christian, and I agree completely that we should treat others as we would treat ourselves. But, she was sitting there, in the bench, looking up at me, more like, trying to bore holes in me with her eyes. NOT exaggerating! And, I was doing fine until she looked like she would pin me down and shoot me. I heard from her cabin-mates that she didn't act very Christian. But, you never know. Maybe she just didn't like me or something. Prejudice and wrong, but...I'm 5 foot nothing, and I couldn't beat her up even if I wanted to!&lt;br /&gt;And, when she finally got up to sing, this is what she said:&lt;br /&gt;"Hey everyone! Um, I'm very blessed to sing up here, and to be observed by WONDERFUL judges, and to be able to perform here really is an honor. I believe that God wants me to serve Him by singing. Maybe there is someone here who isn't saved tonight, and I hope and pray that they will accept Jesus, and that I can be God's witness. I hope that what you hear tonight reflects my love of Christ. And I hope that every other contestant, who did too wonderful for words, enjoyed it. And thank you for participating. I really enjoyed every song tonight. I am so blessed to be able to come up here. Let's pray: Thank you, Dear Lord. For this wonderful opportunity to serve you with my gift that you have given me. Please help me to win, if you want me to. And humble me if I don't. In thy name we pray. As I was saying, thank you, wonderful judges. For the honor of singing in your presence. I really hope you take into consideration that I am 15, and haven't been trained. And, my name is _____________. And I'll be singing Via Dolorosa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sang alright. After being a total major-league suck-up to the judges, and giving a whole testimony, when all she was supposed to do was say hi my name is stephanie billings and ill be singing via dolorosa and im 15. And she was singing a song, that to Spanish-speakers makes no sense. Observe:&lt;br /&gt;This is the English translation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down the via of the roses,&lt;br /&gt;jesus christ ran happily.&lt;br /&gt;And the soldiers hugged Him like He was their friend.&lt;br /&gt;And the crowd pressed in to see,&lt;br /&gt;The man who ran away from Calvary....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOWN THE VIA! OF THE ROSES!&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ made history!&lt;br /&gt;As they tickled,&lt;br /&gt;The savior, on the crooooooooss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so on. Does that make ANY sense? No. It's inaccurate. Did the soldiers tickle Jesus? At all? I don't think so. More like poke him to no end. Spear Him. Kick. Spit. All of that. Tickling was not involved.&lt;br /&gt;And it's called the Painful Road. Not the Road of Roses. GEESH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about to explode of laughter. Me and a girl next to me named LopMa had to leave the building. Cause we both were the only ones who actually spoke and understood Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;Once outside, we laughed our hearts out.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went back inside. And she was going over the chorus, so we had to run BACK outside. We peeped through the window. LoPMa was dying of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;________________ was up there, crying, and showing extreme emotion and a powerful voice and --&lt;br /&gt;WINKING and WAVING at the judges. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whaddaya think of THAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So afterwards, even though I didn't really like her, I decided to get past it, pretend she HADN'T glared at me, and congratulate her on her performance.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I just wanted to say that you did really good. Your voice is really powerful. That's my favorite song. So, basically, just--Good Job! *smile through clenched teeth from me to her*&lt;br /&gt;Her: Listen, honey. You're good, too. You have a pretty tone to your voice. BUT--&lt;br /&gt;Me: Thanks. I was like, really nervous.&lt;br /&gt;Her:Don't interrupt me.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sor-&lt;br /&gt;Her: You're like, totally interrupting me again, hon. Now as I was saying. You aren't good enough. Okay? I'm gonna win. The judges liked me better, you twerp. Okay? I had to be dramatic, because unless I was, you were gonna win. You're enchanting. And I didn't like you. And if you tell ANYONE about this..weell--&lt;br /&gt;Me: Got it.&lt;br /&gt;Her: And, if you took lessons for like --forty years--maybe JUST maybe you'll get as good as me.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh? Really? That's too bad...Who would pay that long just to reach your level? *muttered*&lt;br /&gt;Her: Scuse me, hon?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nothing, gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She won. I wanted to shout, 'She said that the soldiers tickled Jesus!' but didn't.&lt;br /&gt;I admit, I was kinda sad. But, God will do what He wants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-7438736041573347787?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7438736041573347787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=7438736041573347787&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7438736041573347787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/7438736041573347787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/09/fun-story.html' title='A Fun Story'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-560626436186842103</id><published>2008-09-26T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T16:55:28.795-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family/friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals/nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='report'/><title type='text'>It's Worth The Wait, Trust Me</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know. I haven't posted in TWO DAYS. So sue me! But, this will be worth waiting two days. And, I feel horrible about not being able to blog already. So. Here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepare yourself! CUTENESS INCOMING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put down anything you are drinking, and swallow your food NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all her shining glory, please welcome, Anna, the Siamese kitten that we adopted just this morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SN11seJRTcI/AAAAAAAAAkw/lgBjqdAkSmY/s1600-h/littleanna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SN11seJRTcI/AAAAAAAAAkw/lgBjqdAkSmY/s400/littleanna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250482147450506690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Toldja!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-560626436186842103?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/560626436186842103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=560626436186842103&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/560626436186842103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/560626436186842103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-worth-wait-trust-me.html' title='It&apos;s Worth The Wait, Trust Me'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SN11seJRTcI/AAAAAAAAAkw/lgBjqdAkSmY/s72-c/littleanna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-2584895966791399549</id><published>2008-09-25T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T12:27:08.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Afternoon!</title><content type='html'>The sun is boiling-lava hot.&lt;br /&gt;The pool sounds like a good possibility, but first, I want you to see this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://ak.buy.com/db_assets/prod_lrg_images/683/39808683.jpg" src="http://ak.buy.com/db_assets/prod_lrg_images/683/39808683.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get one! A Mona Lisa! But, first, I'm gonna work on some of the easier pictures...The flamingos would match my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope the paints survived the container...Oh please oh please!!&lt;br /&gt;I am fixed on doing perfect! In other words, I am competing with myself. And I love to paint!! Cannot wait to start! Anywho.  Here are my options:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Mona Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Van Gogh's Flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Puppies in a Basket on Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A Winter Cabin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A Desert Scene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Japanese Geisha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Still-Life With Fruit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A Ship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Parrots in Paradise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A Walk in the Park with Coco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which one should I begin with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things you should know before stating your choice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The paintings I do will go in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My room is themed, INDIA. With bright oranges, purples, turquoises, and some pinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I am not THAT skilled of a painter...hehe...Yet! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, choose wisely!! For me!! Because I can't decide! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I promise, YOU HAVE MY WORD! I will post the picture of the painting when I finish it.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, each of these paintings take up hours of my time. They will each take as long as two weeks to finish...PATIENCE IS A VIRTUE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I also, most likely won't begin until I am sure that I will not be interrupted with a few more boxes to unpack...In other words: I probably won't start til about next week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a project that is due tonight. I am making a sketch for my friend and she gets it tonight. I know she'll like it.&lt;br /&gt;The left side is what is bugging me. One side! THAT'S IT!!&lt;br /&gt;ONE SIDE! And yet it is a thorn in my flesh!! The rest is fine-ish, but...ONE SIDE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I have to go. Dad is making hot-dogs and sausage, and I might make some brownies tonight. Because I love brownies! Doesn't everybody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, toodles! And don't forget to participate in Tuesday's post!! AND I WON Thesaurus Thursday! WOOT FOR ME!! THANKS, MIGHTYMOM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/JUNGLE%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-2584895966791399549?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2584895966791399549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=2584895966791399549&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2584895966791399549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2584895966791399549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/09/hot-afternoon.html' title='Hot Afternoon!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-8841640697580670181</id><published>2008-09-24T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T17:44:21.989-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Yet More...</title><content type='html'>Okay. The boxes are like rats. There are always more. No matter how great you feel after you've unpacked everything, and everything looks good, and everything is clean and nice and cozy, you remember you have a WHOLE CLOSET full of boxes that are just waiting to be unpacked! MORE!&lt;br /&gt;I got the news today. I had all my room done (or so I thought), and Dad comes in with a gigantinormous box of stuff I don't even remember having!&lt;br /&gt;It's like Christmas! So much, in fact, that I found my Santa hat that &lt;a href="http://chocoholicmk.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kopatopie&lt;/a&gt; gave me at Christmas, and I wore it all day.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but I've always wanted a Santa hat to wear all Christmas day long! Thank you for making my wish come true, &lt;a href="http://chocoholicmk.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kopatopie&lt;/a&gt;! =)&lt;br /&gt;And I found my awesome pink, fluffy slippers! With the weather, I have been needing warmth for my footsies!&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the things that I have found, and am overjoyed because I found them:&lt;br /&gt;-My Real Art! Paint Set. It's a paint-by-number kit that recreates beautiful, famous paintings! I get to paint the Mona Lisa! And van Gogh's flower picture! And it's just really really cool!&lt;br /&gt;-My Holly-Heart books. The best books! I ♥ them!!&lt;br /&gt;-My Babysitters Survival Guidebook&lt;br /&gt;-My Nature Journal book&lt;br /&gt;-My notebooks and pads!! I'm an avid writer, and I like to always have something that I can write on.&lt;br /&gt;-My PURPLE bedsheets! The beige in the pictures clash, but this purple is SUPER pretty, and they are like a SILK material! Now I can make my bed where you pull the sheet out under the pillows and stuffed animals like I think every bed should be done! And it won't look--um--special?&lt;br /&gt;-My jewelry chest! My gorgeous wood one! With the pretty little doors and glass carving! And I already set to work and all my jewelry is in it, all nice and organized!&lt;br /&gt;-My Devotional Notebook where I put the date and it has a place for prayer requests and favorite verse notes and I just love it. And, it really has helped me. And, I was a dumb blonde (xD) and packed it on the container cause it looks like a BOOK that I read once and never want to read again. But, I packed it away. And then I missed it. =(&lt;br /&gt;-My iPod. My pretty pink one. It's a shuffle, and it's so cute! Her name is Pinkie. Yeah, I know. I'm really creative...But, hey, it's pink!! Pink=Pinkie!&lt;br /&gt;-My iDog! She is so pretty, and she plays pretty little light patterns on her head when I play the songs. My favorite is when she plays Irish Hymns. I love that CD!&lt;br /&gt;-Notes and cards. I keep all of them. I shouldn't, but I do. I'm an emotional pack-rat.&lt;br /&gt;-Stationary!!! I can write pretty letters...When I need to...But, it looks nice on my desk. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I have to get back to my work...And, I know that I'll have more tomorrow! BYE!&lt;br /&gt;And, please pray for me...I have more to pack!! I hope I can handle it...&lt;br /&gt;AND! AND AND!&lt;br /&gt;Pray for these things too:&lt;br /&gt;1. That we can get a baby dwarf turtle.&lt;br /&gt;2. That I can get a pretty beanbag chair soon!&lt;br /&gt;3. That I can pay a LITTLE more attention in my school...I'm just so excited that stuff is here!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-8841640697580670181?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8841640697580670181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=8841640697580670181&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/8841640697580670181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/8841640697580670181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/09/yet-more.html' title='Yet More...'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-1902930980451518100</id><published>2008-09-24T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T05:33:59.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wacky Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="postBody" style="color: rgb(119, 119, 119);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;JOKES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;TEACHER: I hope I didn't see you peeping at someone else's paper during the test, Billy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;BILLY: I hope so, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;MRS. SMITH: Would you join me in a cup of tea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;MRS. BROWN: I don't think we'll both fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;PIANO TUNER: I've come to tune your piano!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;LADY: But we didn't send for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;PIANO TUNER: No, but your neighbors did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;YOUNG MAN: I've come to ask for your daughter's hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;FATHER: You'll have to take all of her or it's no deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;GRANDMA: I like to go to bed and get up with the chickens, don't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;BETTY: No, I like to sleep in my own bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Two little boys were looking at an abstract painting in an art gallery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"Let's run," said one, "Before they say we did it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;HENRY: This poor street-bum came to the door last night telling me he hadn't had a bite in two weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;BOB: Poor fellow. What did you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;HENRY: Bit him, of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;GIRL (standing in the middle of a busy road) : Officer, can you tell me the fastest way to get to the hospital?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;POLICEMAN: Just stay right where you are, ma'am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;DWAYNE: Mommy, why do you have so many gray hairs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;MOTHER: I suppose it's because you cause me so much worry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;DWAYNE: Wow. You must have been horrible to Grandma, then!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;JESSICA: Is it correct to say that you water your horse, Ma?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;MOTHER: Yes, honey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;JESSICA: Then I'm going to milk my cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;AUNTIE: Come on, Billy, dear, eat your cabbage! It's good for growing children!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;BILLY: I don't want to grow any children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;NOAH (To his son who is fishing) : Go easy on the bait! Remember, I've only got two worms!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;In the snake house at the zoo, one snake glanced nervously at it's brother and said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"Are we supposed to be poisonous?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"Dunno. Why?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"Cause I just bit my lip."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Two Indians were watching distant smoke signals. When they were finished, White Horse looked at Soaring Eagle and said, "We've got to do something about Little Big Horse. His spelling is something awful."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;TEACHER (on phone): You say Tommy can't come to school because he has a cold? To whom am I speaking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;VOICE: This is my father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;A little boy was given a finger-print scanner for his birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"Son," said his father, "Did you know that NO two finger-prints are the same? Every one is different?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;After playing around with his scanner for two days, the little boy went up to his father and said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"I have just proved Science wrong! I found three finger-prints, separate, that are all exactly the same."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"Whose?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"Three people. One is YOU, another is Santa Claus, and the other is that rascal who steals cookies from Mom's Cookie Jar."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;1st CANNIBAL: I always feel sick after eating a missionary. Why's that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;2nd CANNIBAL: Because you can't keep a good man down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-1902930980451518100?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1902930980451518100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=1902930980451518100&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/1902930980451518100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/1902930980451518100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/09/wacky-wednesday_24.html' title='Wacky Wednesday'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-9063728567669223756</id><published>2008-09-23T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T19:42:02.195-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleeping in'/><title type='text'>Good Almost-Lunch-Time!</title><content type='html'>The morning started with Mom coming into my bedroom wanting her computer, and saying,&lt;br /&gt;"Oh forget it! No one could ever find anything in this mess!"&lt;br /&gt;I opened my eyes, and rolled over and pointed to the other side of my bed where Garzo (what I call Mom's computer)was sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;She picked it up. I rolled over, and slipped back under my covers. It was so warm! I didn't want to wake up! NO! I argued with myself for about 5 minutes. It went somewhat like this:&lt;br /&gt;I have to get up and start the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No you don't. Go back to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! I need to greet the day! And the dishes need to be washed! And I'm hungry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's so warm...You want to stay here and you know it...Don't fight it, Verja!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah...Ya do. Just roll over and imagine a waterfall...Ah...You don't have to wake up yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES I DO! GET THEE HENCE, SATAN! I HAVE to do this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No. Go back to sleep. The work can wait til this afternoon. You know you're tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No...I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are. And you know it deep down. Go back to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe...*snuggles down under blankets* NO! I'M GETTING UP! AND YOU CANNOT STOP ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The positive morning person me won. I slopped out of bed, dragging the blankets with me. My mind was fixed on one word, and one word only: BREAKFAST.&lt;br /&gt;I was craving cereal, but there WAS no cereal. So, I peeped into the fridge. There were two eggs. A song popped into my mind, inspiring me to make a Spanish omelette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;There are three eggs in a Spanish omelette!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Three eggs, three eggs in a Spanish omelette!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;In a Spanish omelette there are three eggs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, I shall make a Spanish omelette!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;And so, I made one omelette, singing that song all the while. As I flipped it, as I sprinkled the cheese, everything. And then, I was even more hungry than I thought, so I made another. I made them both where they had just a bit of toastiness to them...They were delicious!&lt;br /&gt;Then I got started on my laundry. I separated all the piles. And then when I went to find the softener, and there was none. I thought perhaps I couldn't find it because I had just woken up and set to work, which can be dangerous, so I asked Dad where it was.&lt;br /&gt;He couldn't find any either. So I just bleached my white clothes. And hung Mom's bedsheets and pillow cases.&lt;br /&gt;Then, while the whites were --bleaching...I went back into my room and concentrated on my earrings. And jewelry. I unpacked my lovely wooden jewelry chest, and set to work pairing earrings and bracelets. Mom came in, and couldn't believe I had just got to work with my jewelry and left my bed a mess, and boxes on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;So, I made my bed and cleared off my floor. She said that just making your bed and clearing off your floor makes it look 99% better! Like you did a LOT!&lt;br /&gt;And now her clothes are waiting on her bed. All dry.&lt;br /&gt;Now.&lt;br /&gt;TTF TUESDAY WINNERS ARE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOBODY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*claps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody went and participated. The answer is 1. I HATE Solitaire. THAT was the fib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for next week's TTF:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have an idog named DJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;2. I am far-sighted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;3. My favorite verse is Joshua 24:15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;HAVE FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;PARTICIPATE THIS TIME, PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!! I was like really sad... Nobody won...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-9063728567669223756?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/9063728567669223756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=9063728567669223756&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/9063728567669223756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/9063728567669223756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/09/good-almost-lunch-time.html' title='Good Almost-Lunch-Time!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-6640980134738683564</id><published>2008-09-22T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:58:41.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exiled...</title><content type='html'>I would like to post a bit more than this, but...I can't. I have dishes to wash. I know how I will make it not as boring.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to take my iDog and let her play Irish Hymns and I'll sing along while I scrub. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made a commitment to try harder to be more cheerfu l even when doing boring ol' things like dishes. (Phil 4:4 has inspired me) I WILL be happy! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got quite a bit done today. I folded all my clothes, and organized my shelves and hung clothes on HANGERS! YEAH! I KNOW! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I even hung all my earrings in pairs. Mccel helped me. She would find one and be determined to find it's pair. She would. And I would hang it on my earring caddy shaped like a cherry. =)&lt;br /&gt;She's going to be wonderful when she's all grown up. Even NOW she hates messes, and goes crazy if she finishes a snack and can't find a trash can. She will cry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's so neat and tidy. I should learn from her. As, I am not so neat and tidy. I mean, I'm organized in things like notes, and how my earrings are arranged. And my hair things and jewelry. If they aren't RIGHT next to each-other, and perfectly erect, I will go nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also a bit lazy. Like now. I am avoiding the dishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-6640980134738683564?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6640980134738683564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=6640980134738683564&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6640980134738683564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6640980134738683564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/09/exiled.html' title='Exiled...'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-2089314485198475765</id><published>2008-09-22T07:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T07:27:57.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arguing With Barney.</title><content type='html'>So Today--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Hiya, Verja!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um..Hi. As I was saying--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;How's about we go FLY A KITE, UP TO THE HIGHEST HEIGHT! Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...No thanks. AHEM Today I plan to organize my room a bit mo--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;VERJA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;You didn't include ME in your plans!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...*scratches* Why on EARTH would I do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Because I'm your friend! I love you and you love me--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said I ever loved you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I just did. Love goes all around! We need to spread love and be nice to everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, listen up Mr. Big purple hippie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Now, now, don't call people names... It isn't ni--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE? I'm not exactly nice to some fat, purple dinosaur. Picture this:&lt;br /&gt;Pretend I'm one of the kids on your show and we're all gonna have a race. At the end we all come up to you, wondering who won. What would you tell us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;That you are all winners, of course! Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we all lost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;No. You are all winners because you tried and you had fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about that fat kid still way back at the starting line eating cake? Don't I get something over him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Now now...You aren't being very nice. Everyone should be nice. It's called caring. Caring rhymes with SHARING. So, when you race, remember to share the winning. In fact, I know a SONG about sharing and caring! Would you like to hear it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah--um...Think I'll pass on that, thanks anyways. Can I please get back to blogging now, Barney? Please go away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Oh...I feel sad, Verja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;You are NOT a nice little lady!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never have been. Go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Ooh! I'm angry at you!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring it, fatso! I'll knock the lights out of the French guy inside you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;OoOh! No, I don't fight! And there you go with the name-calling again, Verja. I said it isn't nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can't figure out any way to get rid of you so I can blog!! So, that's my only hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Please is a good word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah? PLEASE...Hmm...I said that, like right before I made you sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Oh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. So go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I don't want to. No one should be forced to do something that they don't want to. It's wrong!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah?&lt;br /&gt;*PUNT*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, Barney. And good riddance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;*lands in island full of dinosaur study people* Ooh! Look, BoB!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as I was saying. I plan to do some work today. I plan to think up some good names for Netsirk's kitten.&lt;br /&gt;I like the name Crystal or Tinker. How about you, Netsirk? lemme know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE! GO PARTICIPATE IN TTF TUESDAY! THE ANSWER IS TOMORROW!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-2089314485198475765?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2089314485198475765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=2089314485198475765&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2089314485198475765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/2089314485198475765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/09/arguing-with-barney.html' title='Arguing With Barney.'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-6359346881954628979</id><published>2008-09-21T13:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T13:29:09.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY ROOM!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SNatnxD6xEI/AAAAAAAAAkY/fL90GESayg4/s1600-h/Picture+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SNatnxD6xEI/AAAAAAAAAkY/fL90GESayg4/s400/Picture+14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248573314443166786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SNaabfaeZeI/AAAAAAAAAkA/FMoAom0Enbg/s1600-h/Picture+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SNaabfaeZeI/AAAAAAAAAkA/FMoAom0Enbg/s400/Picture+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248552212826580450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lazy horse on the couch. It's name is Hidalgo. And the little rolled up thing on the big awesome pink rug is a blanket that I keep on hand when I watch movies. And I roll it right back into a ball when I finish with it. And then I toss it on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;The couch isn't mine...As soon as the owner comes and gets it I'll have lots of space to...FILL! BUAHA!&lt;br /&gt;So I can't steal it. And I don't like it anyway. It's ugly. Ew.&lt;br /&gt;So...Satisfied, people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGNING OUT! BYE BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-6359346881954628979?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6359346881954628979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=6359346881954628979&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6359346881954628979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/6359346881954628979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-room.html' title='MY ROOM!!!'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SNatnxD6xEI/AAAAAAAAAkY/fL90GESayg4/s72-c/Picture+14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470974427748738422.post-1853240742755247927</id><published>2008-09-21T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T07:23:00.456-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual sunday'/><title type='text'>Spiritual Sunday</title><content type='html'>I ♥ Sundays...Something about them screams GOD LOVES YOU. Don't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this verse a while back, and I decided to post it. It is my favorite verse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil. 4:4: "Rejoice in the name of the Lord alway; again I say rejoice!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Let's try to be extra cheery today! Everyone! Let's show everyone we meet some generousity and kindness. It's God's day, and that is what He wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SNFsDRvQU1I/AAAAAAAAAjo/9UAJwX_joUk/s1600-h/Online%2Bfriends.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SNFsDRvQU1I/AAAAAAAAAjo/9UAJwX_joUk/s400/Online%2Bfriends.bmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247093844420350802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470974427748738422-1853240742755247927?l=pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1853240742755247927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1470974427748738422&amp;postID=1853240742755247927&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/1853240742755247927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470974427748738422/posts/default/1853240742755247927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkandblackjunglebunny.blogspot.com/2008/09/spiritual-sunday.html' title='Spiritual Sunday'/><author><name>~*♥Verja♥*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13210317989037663022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/Sfm9XQYIxCI/AAAAAAAABEU/7hcIAPYJ0e8/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ540pvxhTs/SNFsDRvQU1I/AAAAAAAAAjo/9UAJwX_joUk/s72-c/Online%2Bfriends.bmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
