<?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-9175047</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:05:46.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jazzy's Place</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-117607017311589831</id><published>2007-04-08T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T15:09:33.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its a...BABY GIRL!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;    My aunt Jenni had her baby girl on April 6th, 2007 at 6:16 in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;the really cool thing was that she was born right when the alarm clock went off!!!&lt;br /&gt;                I was there to see the baby be born, and i think that i have decided that i am probably am never going to have one of my own...but i will adopt one!&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                      the fact of going through so much pain scares me because what if you carry that baby that you will grow to love and in the end maybe a couple days, months later that would be gone! you would have the joy of having it for those few hours or so but it might not always work out! this might not make sense to you but it makes perfect sense to me!&lt;br /&gt;                a baby could change the world when their older like be a president or change man kind, we never know but this baby caitriona jean burns could be the U.S. first female president we never know what the future holds for us there is always something new!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/9175047-117607017311589831?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/117607017311589831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=117607017311589831&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/117607017311589831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/117607017311589831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-ababy-girl.html' title='its a...BABY GIRL!!!!!'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-117557569788651014</id><published>2007-04-02T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T21:48:17.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the arts of 13!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i don't know what it will be like to turn 13 i wonder if it would be weird to turn 13...i have never been a teenager and if you have any good advise please comment and give me some!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(please make it apropriet and easy to follow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/9175047-117557569788651014?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/117557569788651014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=117557569788651014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/117557569788651014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/117557569788651014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2007/04/arts-of-13.html' title='the arts of 13!!!'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-117557518957346018</id><published>2007-04-02T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T21:39:49.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my Great-Grandma Esther</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2677/657/1600/157017/DSCN26141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2677/657/320/629361/DSCN26141.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;    This was my great grandma Esther she meant the world to my Nana Joan...&lt;br /&gt;    In a way i think that she changed everyones lives even when she just was passing people by in the aisle at a local SAFE WAY, to some strangers she could have just been another old lady but to me she was also the world i would do anything to get her back if i knew she would be healthy i would do absolutely almost anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;    sometimes when you want something so bad it eats at you and bugs you until you finally bring it to the surface of your heart for other people to explore, but when you take that big jump, the jump of fear and the thought of a mental break-down you sometimes what to keep that memory in  your heart for you and you only to see and explore...&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;this picture means everything to me, and when i say everything i mean it from the bottom of my soul! the funny thing about that picture is that we just finished taking one and she just kissed me on the forehead and very luckily my Nana Joan got it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/9175047-117557518957346018?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-114238443902095023</id><published>2006-03-14T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T17:00:39.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a friend that i have</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175047-114238443902095023?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114238443902095023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=114238443902095023&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/114238443902095023'/><link rel='self' 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send us back to our parents crancky!haha! but what we get to do is someone gets to shave our childrens pastors head and we get to die his scalp pink, orange, and lime green! sence we raised 400 $ in BGMC ( boys and girls missanary crusaid) he has to sleep on our gym roof all night! it sounds very exiting!&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/9175047-112759024676808270?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112759024676808270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=112759024676808270&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/112759024676808270'/><link rel='self' 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does something and this saterday we get to go to "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;similk"&lt;/span&gt;. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;similk"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is a golf course. golf always has it's up's and down's because the down part is that we have to get up at 7:00am. and that's in the mornning, but that's okay because in orrder for me too play soccer i have to get up early for the games. the up thing about golf is that you get to ride in those little gokart thinngymajiggs! and i might be able to drive one!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             YAH ME!!&lt;br /&gt;                               ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/9175047-111663036807215136?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111663036807215136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=111663036807215136&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111663036807215136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111663036807215136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/guess-what.html' title='guess what????'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-111638956883106696</id><published>2005-05-17T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T21:12:48.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>animal report</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;at school we have a report that's due on friday and i'm already done with it! it's about a little chipmunk and we have to wright about how it lives in the real world and how we want it to live in our my minds. we have to make up a name and the name that i picked was sweet pea because that's the name of my hamster. it was a really cool project!!!&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/9175047-111638956883106696?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111638956883106696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=111638956883106696&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111638956883106696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111638956883106696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/animal-report.html' title='animal report'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-111594676014296263</id><published>2005-05-12T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T18:13:13.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>c.j.'s birhtday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;today is c.j.'s birthday! he is 24 yrs. today. he's not very old now is he? on our back porch we have a sliding glass window, well sence i had no paper at the time i have a window marker... so i wrote "c.j. i had no paper. sorry :o(.c.j. happy 24th" he said that i would have to wash it off sooner or later... duh duh duh!!!&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/9175047-111594676014296263?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111594676014296263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=111594676014296263&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111594676014296263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111594676014296263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/cjs-birhtday.html' title='c.j.&apos;s birhtday!!!'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-111470365061159754</id><published>2005-04-28T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T08:54:10.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY HERE!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;             i finally get to see my mom today!!!!! i am very exited because i haven't been able too see my mom for two weeks! i miss everyone who is in my family that left for Hawaii which those people would be my grandma,my grandpa, my mom and my c.j. or as aidan would say...G My mom said that when she went snorkeling that her and my grandma saw a sea turtle! i wish that i was there to see it too, but maybe i might be able to go when i go sometime when i am older moms plane landed about...4:00am this morning (that's way too early for me:o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175047-111470365061159754?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111470365061159754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=111470365061159754&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111470365061159754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111470365061159754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/finally-here.html' title='FINALLY HERE!!!!!'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-111466292826962517</id><published>2005-04-27T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T21:40:15.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aidan and jazzy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chrisandjenni/11287723/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos8.flickr.com/11287723_efae93faa8_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chrisandjenni/11287723/"&gt;DSCN7069&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/chrisandjenni/"&gt;chrsbrns&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;    We were outside the other day playing out in Aidan's tp (old Indian house) and aidan aunt Jenni Eamon and me were all playing outside on a blanket. aidan Eamon and i were all in a circle and aunt Jenni caught me and aidan laughing at each other! What a cute cousisn i have!!!&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/9175047-111466292826962517?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111466292826962517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=111466292826962517&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111466292826962517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111466292826962517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/aidan-and-jazzy.html' title='aidan and jazzy'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-111464088711539038</id><published>2005-04-27T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T15:33:03.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIVEstrong bracelets</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; Have you ever seen the "LIVEstrong" bracelets in the store? Well what they are is this really cool looking bracelet that supports cancer and the guy who started to make them is a person named " Lance Armstrong" he is a cancer survivor. i have many cancer survivors in my family and i know many people who have cancer survivors in their family too. everybody who buys a bracelet that has the wirds "LIVEstrong" on it then all of that mony goes to a cancer fund that lance Armstrong supports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;P.S. Mr. Lance Armstrong if your listening could you leave me a coment please?&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/9175047-111464088711539038?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111464088711539038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=111464088711539038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111464088711539038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111464088711539038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/livestrong-bracelets.html' title='LIVEstrong bracelets'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-111455198013043760</id><published>2005-04-26T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T14:47:29.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming home!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;horray!!!! My mom gets on the plane tomorrow!!!And i get to see her on Thursday!! i miss my mom lots and i wish very much that i could see her today, but then that would shorten up her vacation time that my mom,c.j. nana and papa all needed and i really don't want to do that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;they sent me two rally cool letters one was a postcard and the other one came in a envelope. i am probly the most exited pearson in the world sense my mom comes home in TWO days!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175047-111455198013043760?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111455198013043760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=111455198013043760&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111455198013043760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111455198013043760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/coming-home.html' title='Coming home!!!!'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-111447387027636082</id><published>2005-04-25T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T17:04:30.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladybug!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;     I was on the deck today with Aidan and my aunt Jenny and we were sitting by their deck table when i saw a little ladybug sitting on the table so i said aidan look at the ladybug! And he knows how to say bug so he said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bug!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt; Sometimes i think that they should still have the show "Kids say the darnest things" because aidan always says really cute things and does the cutest things also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175047-111447387027636082?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111447387027636082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=111447387027636082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111447387027636082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111447387027636082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/ladybug.html' title='Ladybug!!!'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-111440308696082085</id><published>2005-04-24T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T21:24:46.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Positive confessions of a young girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;if you read the blog underneath this one you might find some naughty confessions about me, but if you read this one then you will find the positive in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;1. i am a good athlete (basketball, soccer, and some baseball)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;2. i am good at typing on the computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;3. i am a good student (part of the time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;4. i am a good helper with my aunts babies Aidan and Eamon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;5. i am a good influence (to my friends and sometimes to family)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;6. Good with electronics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;7. Good with tools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;8. i am VERY good with numbers (phone numbers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;9. i am a good artist (drawing people)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;10. i am a good bussiness seller (lemonade, girl scout cookies, fundraiser.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;11. i am a good storyteller &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;12. i am good at baking cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;13. somewhast good at sewing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;so now you see that i am not ALL bad and that mostly everybody has a good and bad side to thier life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175047-111440308696082085?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111440308696082085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=111440308696082085&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111440308696082085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111440308696082085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/positive-confessions-of-young-girl.html' title='Positive confessions of a young girl'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-111439942005074938</id><published>2005-04-24T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T20:23:40.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a young girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I decided to Wright somewhat of what my aunt wrote and what we read on the "prairie muffin" website and here are just some true things about me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;1.i do judge people too much before i even meet them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;2.i can be very bossy at times (even to my mom)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;3.i say things that aren't always true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;4. Even though my mom wakes my up in the morning at 5:00 am i am not the morning person and i hasn't been sense the 3rd grade because then i got used to waking up latter in the morning because we didn't live with my grandparents house anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;5.i don't always push myself to work as hard as i should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;6. i make my mom mad just to see her face turn red and to see her talk through her teeth&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;(only when i am board though or just on accident)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;7. i don't always feel like talking to anybody, but i do it anyway and i get very snappy at them onto knowing that i am being rude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;8. i don't always feel like doing homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;i am a very noise person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;10. i bottle my feelings too much (bad feelings)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;11. i don't always do what i am told to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;12.i blame people to much for my wrong doings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;13. i argue with my elders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;14. i might act brave sometimes, but actions are bigger than words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;i might have some wrong doings on my list, but i know that as a Christian God will always help me through in some different way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175047-111439942005074938?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111439942005074938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=111439942005074938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111439942005074938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111439942005074938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/confessions-of-young-girl.html' title='Confessions of a young girl'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-111439731183097727</id><published>2005-04-24T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T19:48:31.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"oly,oly,oxenfree"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt; have you ever wonderd what "oly, oly, oxenfree" ment??? how come they yell that when they give up in hide and seek??? i have heard it two different ways, i have heard "oly, oly, oxenfree" and i have heard "oly,oly, all comefree" what one is it? for some reason when we play that game (hide and seek) the kids either say one or the other. why can't they just say... "come out come out where ever you are!!" i just never say that because it sounds like a horer movie... don't you think? well that is what it sound like to me. but then again that is just my thinking. so what ever one you think it is just send me a comment and i will find out what you think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175047-111439731183097727?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111439731183097727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=111439731183097727&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111439731183097727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111439731183097727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/olyolyoxenfree.html' title='&quot;oly,oly,oxenfree&quot;'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-111437957883638642</id><published>2005-04-24T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T14:55:56.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toothbrush</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/69492351@N00/10731966/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos5.flickr.com/10731966_ee54c91749_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/69492351@N00/10731966/"&gt;DSCN7012&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/69492351@N00/"&gt;jazzygrl&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    This is Aidan with his toothbrush in the bathtub. He likes to run around with his toothbrush and says yummy because his toothpaste is strawberry,banana flavoring. He's so cute!&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/9175047-111437957883638642?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111437957883638642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=111437957883638642&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111437957883638642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111437957883638642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/toothbrush.html' title='Toothbrush'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-111430177770695515</id><published>2005-04-23T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T14:40:51.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspired by a book called "soul surfer"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; the book is about a young girl named Bethany Hamilton who learned how to surf at a very young age. This book inspired me because she got back onto her surfboard about 3 weeks after the shark attack i will let you know right here and know that this is a good book to read for any age group. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ym&lt;/span&gt; magazine called her the "bravest girl in America".      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; i guess that the reason she inspired me is because if i ever surfed and my arm was bitten off by a Grate White Shark i don't think that i would want to go surfing unless i was really determined to do it and now after reading her 213 paged book in two days now i know that if that ever happens to me than i will get right back on my board just like bethany Hamilton did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/69492351@N00/10731967/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos7.flickr.com/10731967_034ca37437_m.jpg" width="164" height="240" alt="DSCN7016" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175047-111430177770695515?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111430177770695515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=111430177770695515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111430177770695515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111430177770695515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/inspired-by-book-called-soul-surfer.html' title='Inspired by a book called &quot;soul surfer&quot;'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-111429327220350640</id><published>2005-04-23T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T14:54:32.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday for the grandpa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/69492351@N00/10556410/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos6.flickr.com/10556410_5521faee70_m.jpg" alt="Papa" height="240" width="171" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;my grandpas birthday is today and he is turning 58 years old today. He might think that he is growing old, but i think that he is still a youngin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; that is him on the right hand side... See he isn't old is he. my opinion is that your not old untill at least 350 years of age! do you agree with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175047-111429327220350640?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111429327220350640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=111429327220350640&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111429327220350640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111429327220350640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/birthday-for-grandpa.html' title='Birthday for the grandpa'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-111428477589932964</id><published>2005-04-23T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T12:37:43.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>family, and cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/69492351@N00/10547609/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos6.flickr.com/10547609_a57441cff1_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/69492351@N00/10547609/"&gt;family, and cousins&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/69492351@N00/"&gt;jazzygrl&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; these people on the left hand side is my "second family" starting from the bottom roy on the left is my aunt jenni, eamon, and uncle chris. on the top is my cousin aidan. very cute family... don't you think so?&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/9175047-111428477589932964?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111428477589932964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=111428477589932964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111428477589932964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111428477589932964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/family-and-cousins.html' title='family, and cousins'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-111428400695080956</id><published>2005-04-23T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T12:23:42.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hawaii drawing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/69492351@N00/10539339/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos5.flickr.com/10539339_e50541bfb4_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/69492351@N00/10539339/"&gt;DSCN7010&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/69492351@N00/"&gt;jazzygrl&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;well my mom is in Hawaii for six (6) more days and so i decided to make a drawing for my mom and my "new" dad (C.J.) and put on my blog for all to see. What the drawing is is my mom and dad (C.J.) walking on the beach out into the horizon. Pretty romantic huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i miss my mom very much and i don't know what i would do without her? In my opinion she is the best mom i could ever have and no one could ever replace her no matter what, and that for sure is coming from the heart!There is so many people in Hawaii right now that i miss oh so much like... My grandma, my grandpa, my mom, and of course the newest member of our family... C.J.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;i have one thing to add... When my family comes back from Hawaii i will have to leave my second family which is my aunt Jenni, my uncle Chris, Adidan and Eamon! And i for sure don't want to leave them! I'm have a blast being a bigger sister for Aidan and Eamon, i could never leave them.&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/9175047-111428400695080956?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111428400695080956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=111428400695080956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111428400695080956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111428400695080956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/hawaii-drawing_23.html' title='Hawaii drawing'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-111427790159777066</id><published>2005-04-23T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T10:44:15.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aidan the cutie!</title><content type='html'>my cousin Aidan is the silliest kid! He was running around and he tripped, so he thought that it was funny, got up again and tripped on purpose then that time it was really funny. I started to laugh and so he did it again. Every time he did it it got even funnier!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aidan is like a little brother to me and I will always think of him being my little brother, because I have spent so much time with him! Aidan can be cranky sometimes, but i figured out that he's not always cranky because you can't always be cranky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" alt="Posted by Hello" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/5363/640/DSCN6537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/5363/200/DSCN6537.jpg" 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/9175047-111427790159777066?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111427790159777066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=111427790159777066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111427790159777066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111427790159777066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/aidan-cutie_23.html' title='Aidan the cutie!'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-111411965172743980</id><published>2005-04-21T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T14:40:51.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am back from mt.school!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;     I came back from Mt. School yesterday and i'm glad that i came home because, we went on sooo many hikes that my legs still hurt a little! On the first day we were on a three(3) mile hike, on the second day we went on a seven (7) hour hike (i forgot how many miles it was.) i did have lots of fun, but on the last night and didn't sleep very well at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;    I am sooo very happy that i can come back to where theres actually electricity and bathrooms without any bugs (yuck!!!!) on the last night that we were there i only got a half an hour and if i do remember i think that it was a hour....Anyway i don't remember, but one thing that i do remember is that i kept on thinking that there was a million little tiny bugs crawling in my sleepingbag while i was trying to go to sleep! It scared me really bad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/9175047-111411965172743980?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111411965172743980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=111411965172743980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111411965172743980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111411965172743980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-am-back-from-mtschool.html' title='i am back from mt.school!!!!!'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-111353340967402260</id><published>2005-04-14T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T22:10:47.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i think that my mom is lucky because she gets to go to Hawaii and i don't, but then again i am very lucky because i get to be homeschooled and i don't have to go to school because my aunt will teach me my school work. I am also very lucky because i get to stay with my aunt and uncle for an entire two weeks!!! i love to spend lots of time with my family especially the ones that i don't get to see very often... Like my aunt, uncle and the two little cousins that i love oh so very much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175047-111353340967402260?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111353340967402260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=111353340967402260&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111353340967402260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111353340967402260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/lucky.html' title='Lucky'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-111353143003775767</id><published>2005-04-14T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T14:45:31.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nitro (kids conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; Tomorrow after school my aunt Jenni will be picking me up from school and taking me to the church so then at 3:30pm all of the kids from our church (well most of them at least 3rd grade and up) will be leaving to go up to Olympia for a kids conference with the childrens pastor. i am home now and i came back with this shirt. it is a little big. :o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/69492351@N00/10731968/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos7.flickr.com/10731968_bb45f26fe4_m.jpg" alt="DSCN7017" height="183" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175047-111353143003775767?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111353143003775767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=111353143003775767&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111353143003775767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111353143003775767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/nitro-kids-conference.html' title='Nitro (kids conference'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-111351035508611957</id><published>2005-04-14T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T13:25:55.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mt. school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;    today is April 14th, 2005. Iam being homeschooled today and i finished school around...12:20pm. now I can play on the computer and wright in my blog. i guess that you are wondering why my subject is "mt. school" well on monday april 18th, 2005 my intier class is going to the moutins for three (3) days. i am very exited, there is one thing that i am scared about when i go there... raining and thunder! sometimes i love the rain, but that's only when the rain is warm, but i very, very much dislike the thunder. my grandma june told me this when it would start to rain and thunder she said"when it's raining the angles up in heven are sad, when it's thunder that you hear then that means that the angels up in hevan are rejoicing and thier bowling with the lord." so now every time i hear thunder i jus think of going bowling!&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/9175047-111351035508611957?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111351035508611957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=111351035508611957&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111351035508611957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111351035508611957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/mt-school.html' title='mt. school'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-111350467420640936</id><published>2005-04-14T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T11:51:14.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hawaii</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;My mom just got married on February 18th, 2005. She left for her honeymoon this morning to go to Hawaii. I miss her lots even though I saw her right before I left for school this morning. My dad C.J. is really nice, he plays lots of sports with me and encourages me to do stuff that I thought I could never do, but like my mom always said..."Never say never." I was kind of bummed that I couldn't go with my mom to Hawaii, but here’s the good thing about her going to Hawaii...&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I get to stay with my aunt Jenni for two (2) whole weeks! I can help her with the boys (Aidan and Eamon)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;P.S. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Please come back to my website soon too see if I have put any new things on!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175047-111350467420640936?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111350467420640936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=111350467420640936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111350467420640936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111350467420640936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/hawaii.html' title='Hawaii'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-111249126804320394</id><published>2005-04-02T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T17:21:08.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    today we had a tulip brunch at my grandparents house. it was very lound. in the middle of all of it i started to not feel very good so i went upstairs, shut the door and i could still hear everyones voice.....from UPSTAIRS!!!!!!!!!!! now that is what i  would call really loud! all of our family was here(well most of it...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. please send a coment!!!!&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/9175047-111249126804320394?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111249126804320394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=111249126804320394&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111249126804320394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111249126804320394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-am-back.html' title='I am back!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-111247857296784898</id><published>2005-04-02T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T13:49:32.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>spring break!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;my spring break just started yesterday.i have from friday the 1st of april till the 11th of april. i have exactly 9 day to sleep in. yeah!!!!! now i don't have to get up at 6:30 in the morning!!!!! no more class and no more evil teachers!!!!!!!!! on monday we get new reading teachers lucky me i have the same teacher...mr.dabbs! DUH,DUH,DUH!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/9175047-111247857296784898?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111247857296784898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=111247857296784898&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111247857296784898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111247857296784898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/spring-break.html' title='spring break!!!!'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-110247787509550305</id><published>2004-12-07T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T19:51:15.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>about me!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Name:jazzy&lt;br /&gt; Age:10&lt;br /&gt;Freineds:Brandyn,maddy.&lt;br /&gt;Grade:5&lt;br /&gt;pets:1 cat 2 fish&lt;br /&gt;instraments: violin,clarinet,gueitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/9175047-110247787509550305?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110247787509550305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=110247787509550305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/110247787509550305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/110247787509550305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2004/12/about-me.html' title='about me!!!'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-110057217675778441</id><published>2004-11-15T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T18:29:36.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandmas &amp;Grandpas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;as we all know every time that you ask your mom ro your dad if you can get some thing and they say no you always pritty much go to your grandma &amp;amp; grandpa they will get you every thing ... but thats what they just want you to think...!duhn... duhn... duhn...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175047-110057217675778441?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110057217675778441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=110057217675778441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/110057217675778441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/110057217675778441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2004/11/grandmas-grandpas.html' title='Grandmas &amp;Grandpas'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-110057019230287735</id><published>2004-11-15T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T18:02:56.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;sorry that i have been gone so long.  i have had a lot of things to do like a lot of chores and stuff like that and of course school work! i got a cat last year for Christmas and his name is Dexter.  i also have a fish his name is spongebob before i got him,  i had a bubble eyes fish and his name was dude. then his eye popped so we had to send him to fishey heaven(flush him down the toilet).&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/9175047-110057019230287735?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110057019230287735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=110057019230287735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/110057019230287735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/110057019230287735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-am-back.html' title='I am back!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175047.post-111412103785057651</id><published>2003-05-16T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T15:03:57.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wright Brothers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a  name="94483006" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="post"&gt;     Did you know that the first motorized thing was a Airplane? The people who made it were Wilbur and Orville Wright. They made it in 1903 December 17 in Kitty Hawk, North Carolina. They made it because they wanted to travel faster. If they did not invent a airplane then you could not see someone who lives far away. And there would be traffic jams and you couldn't not travel. If we didn't have airplanes we would be in traffic Jams instead of being in the sky. The longest that the Wright brother's flew in the sky was fifty nine seconds. That was all about the Wright brothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175047-111412103785057651?l=jazjazgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111412103785057651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9175047&amp;postID=111412103785057651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111412103785057651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175047/posts/default/111412103785057651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazjazgirl.blogspot.com/2003/05/wright-brothers.html' title='The Wright Brothers'/><author><name>Jazzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13460997657642819355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
