<?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-4312793419733538214</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:00:33.554-05:00</updated><category term='Parents'/><category term='Whats new?'/><category term='New Layout'/><category term='daily'/><category term='Olympics'/><category term='Brother'/><category term='physical'/><category term='trojan horse'/><category term='teacher'/><category term='journal'/><category term='Music'/><category term='virus'/><category term='Celebrety'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='The Comtemporary Period'/><category term='Braces'/><category term='blood'/><category term='injection'/><category term='Glitter Names'/><category term='Health'/><category term='Tutorials'/><category term='Beyer'/><category term='Computer'/><title type='text'>Vivid Opals</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>197</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-2044131365716551851</id><published>2010-09-04T23:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T23:34:49.871-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Woahh..</title><content type='html'>I'm so glad I have gmail.&lt;br /&gt;Or else I would have forgotten about this whole blog!&lt;br /&gt;Yep, it's been ages, and no one really comes here anymore. &lt;br /&gt;对不起！&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy. Extremely crazy with school, even though it just started like.. 10 days ago not even?&lt;br /&gt;I really don't have much to say, I'm not much of a blogger anymore. More of a random journal writer. See, publishing stuff online leads to tracking and bad things.. If I grow reaallly really old one day, And come back and read some of my posts, I'd probably wish I posted more when&amp;nbsp;I was more youthful.... But for now I'm taking a loong hard break. &lt;br /&gt;(Which probably means I'll get interested in blogging again pretty soon.)&lt;br /&gt;OH and update, I did quit facebook, so blogging may be something for me to do, since I'm so used to not having a life!&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love!&lt;br /&gt;-Linda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-2044131365716551851?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/2044131365716551851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=2044131365716551851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/2044131365716551851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/2044131365716551851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2010/09/woahh.html' title='Woahh..'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-6050761193542116446</id><published>2010-04-06T16:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T16:44:45.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Flower Blossom Festival</title><content type='html'>Just returned yesterday from the Flower Blossom Festival in Washington D.C!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thedctraveler.com/files/2007/03/jefferson-memorial-at-cherry-blossom-time.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nt="true" src="http://www.thedctraveler.com/files/2007/03/jefferson-memorial-at-cherry-blossom-time.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I went with my cousin Chloe, for 2 days. We fooled around lots, but had excellent fun. We were collecting petals after the wind blew them on us, and gave us an idea to put flower petals in the bathtub. A faster way to do this was to shake the branches of the tree so some petals would fall, so I decided to go pluck a petal, and apparently all of them were loose... and the tree rained down on us. OOPS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, I got yelled at, luckily there were no park officials nearby. 98 years ago, these cherry clossom trees were given to washington by Japan to symbolize a friendship. So much for the bombing in pearl harbor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-6050761193542116446?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/6050761193542116446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=6050761193542116446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6050761193542116446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6050761193542116446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2010/04/flower-blossom-festival.html' title='Flower Blossom Festival'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-6163861948139843803</id><published>2010-01-23T12:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T12:02:03.104-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat</title><content type='html'>You know one thing that I've never had at home? Pancakes, bacon and fresh fruit for breakfast, then a cup of juice for a drink. (At least not all at one time.) My breakfast isn't nearly as good as what you see in the commercials and/or movies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.frontiernet.net/~sharpsburg/2064858589_d7b19bf6a9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" mt="true" src="http://www.frontiernet.net/~sharpsburg/2064858589_d7b19bf6a9.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No one in our family wants to take the time to set out the juice, fry the bacon, mix pancakes, add choclate chips, get out butter and pour syrup! &lt;br /&gt;Luckily for me, I had a breakfast day at my swim place this morning. I had just about&amp;nbsp;the best breakfast in months. (Thank you, swim team parents!) &lt;br /&gt;If there is one mixture of&amp;nbsp;food that I would just "die" for, it has to be strawberry, rasberry, blackberry fruit salad. I don't care much for blueberries though. They lie to me because they aren't even&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;blue&lt;/strong&gt; on the inside-I know because&amp;nbsp;I disected one open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://giverslog.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/stuffed-french-toast-recipe-430x286.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="132" mt="true" src="http://giverslog.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/stuffed-french-toast-recipe-430x286.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh, and we all can't forget about bacon! (except for those of you vegetarian people.) Crunchy, fresh, crisp, tasty bacon. It's just perfectly delicious. I think I like bacon too much to become vegetarian. :D&lt;br /&gt;I guess I've been deprived of good breakfasts,s o this morning, after swim practice, I hoarded the bacon, shoved down the pancakes, and spoooned out all the fruit. I was easy on the butter and syrup though. I have SOME self control. (Actually, I just don't like butter and syrup when I have strawberries and bacon.)&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm full, and very fat. I can feel my muscles shrinking after this breakfast. I'll go on facebook and take a nap.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how all of your breakfasts are. Are they good?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-6163861948139843803?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/6163861948139843803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=6163861948139843803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6163861948139843803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6163861948139843803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2010/01/fat.html' title='Fat'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-977816536228855914</id><published>2010-01-20T16:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T17:05:34.134-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Improving</title><content type='html'>I tried writing on this blog between the last time (July 18) and today, but seriously, I just couldn't!&lt;br /&gt;I  had a draft which I looked back on, it's about two sentences long, and quite terrible.&lt;br /&gt;I can't beleive on what you have missed out in my life! (hehe)&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I took a four hour long End Of Course test, which is state generated (that reminds me that I should go check my scores online late today) so I was pretty happy :).&lt;br /&gt;--Checking--Checking----&lt;br /&gt;Omg. I did terrible on my Geometry EOC. Terrible terrible. A 94.&lt;br /&gt;So every since the beginnning of the year, I've been trying to get into Algebra II, but now, I don't think I can. That means I'll have to take art, and then fail that because I hear from many art-takers that they get B's for excellent work. Okay, okay, at least I got an A, but I got a 96 on the Algebra EOC, and if my grades slip down like that each time,  I'll end up getting a B in the next test, for ALgebra II. SO tell me- what will happen?!?!&lt;br /&gt;--Latin--- 92-- What? I thought I got a Hundred!&lt;br /&gt;World History-- Bozo class. I got a 100 on the midterm. woo hooo.&lt;br /&gt;Now it's all up to my English 1 score. Maybe I can double up in English 1 instead of Algebra II, even though Bernadette [smart friend] is taking that. Does anyone double up in English? I don't think so. I can always take a summer algebra class. Tee hee!!&lt;br /&gt;I stress out myself. It's time for a new beginning in this blog. I was going to write 19 days ago, and i failed myself by going to sleep, then I just dragged on because January 2 isn't as "important" as January 1. So behold. I will update this blog once I get myself back into life... I still am shocked at getting a 94 in my Geometry EOC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-977816536228855914?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/977816536228855914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=977816536228855914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/977816536228855914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/977816536228855914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2010/01/improving.html' title='Improving'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-7932131830759801713</id><published>2009-07-18T15:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T16:22:47.847-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Doodles!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e2UvDiQYDeM/SmIt_EyhMtI/AAAAAAAAACg/z328-lLPmIc/s1600-h/Bunny!.BMP"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359897068164952786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e2UvDiQYDeM/SmIt_EyhMtI/AAAAAAAAACg/z328-lLPmIc/s320/Bunny!.BMP" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found out how to scan! My dad downloaded this software from the scanner... and I scanned some 10 minute drawings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can use then for textures or something. They're interesting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing interesting I can think of... Except I'm watching The Secret Life of the American teenager. Its just hilarious in parts... Season 2! The girls dad just died... Interesting..&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e2UvDiQYDeM/SmIs2fS7joI/AAAAAAAAACY/0DG1te3AdRQ/s1600-h/Zapados+and+mudkip.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359895821149769346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e2UvDiQYDeM/SmIs2fS7joI/AAAAAAAAACY/0DG1te3AdRQ/s320/Zapados+and+mudkip.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Short post, but just wanted to show you some stuff! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-7932131830759801713?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/7932131830759801713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=7932131830759801713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/7932131830759801713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/7932131830759801713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2009/07/doodles.html' title='Doodles!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e2UvDiQYDeM/SmIt_EyhMtI/AAAAAAAAACg/z328-lLPmIc/s72-c/Bunny!.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-400696777137661106</id><published>2009-07-15T09:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T10:43:43.847-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Computer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whats new?'/><title type='text'>Hey Hey Hey!</title><content type='html'>I've got this song by Mitchell Musso stuck in my head. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oH3skU9C4T8"&gt;Hey!&lt;/a&gt; And I haven't listened to it for awhile. Isnt it weird how that happens? In the video, he has his legs WIDE apart alot. Not to be immature, but .... that bothers me. And his skinny jeans. Poop. I think I wrote something about skinny jeans back awhile ago. I can't be bothered finding it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did some reaally random research on Camille Belle, just a couple seconds ago. I watched the move Push, (about people with special powers) a week ago, rented from a Redbox in a nearby grocery store. In that movie, she really does look.. a bit drugged, and crazy, which she is supposed to, I guess. But now everytime I see her, I don't see her with all the glitter and sparkles with her crazy dark eyebrows (that I wish I had) that Hollywood has changed her into. Thay saying, "First impressions last" is true. Everytime I see her, she reminds me of a sleepy eyed druggy. Of course, Joe is dating her, which I was not imformed of. Until I did some quick research... And they put her in their &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a_cXhBy78T4"&gt;Lovebug&lt;/a&gt; music video. That song isn't too bad, slow and soothing, but i don't really think the lyrics really sink in. And it suddenly goes into rock, near the end, ruining the calmmm mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She seems like an OKAY actress. Although journalists and hollywood say that she's beautiful, I can't see it. I can say shes not bad looking, but not stunning. Stunning is ... a popular word to describe female stars if you watch shows like ET (Entertainment Tonight) . I would say that its overused, and not a good choice of word to describe someone. Camille is more... unique. A different beauty. She reminds me of something majestic.. like a princess ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*30 minutes pass*&lt;br /&gt;Haha I was watching HSM3 clips. I know. What the heck. Its been out for like 5 months. Whateer, back to facebook! Facebook mobile is fun, very good stuff they have, although they dont show the complete message at times, and pressing "N" for next, doesnt really work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. My dad did fix the computer that my brotehr said I broke, but everything on it was deleted (and lost foreeevver!) However, its very fast at the moment. I should be using that one soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-400696777137661106?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/400696777137661106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=400696777137661106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/400696777137661106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/400696777137661106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-hey-hey.html' title='Hey Hey Hey!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-6914233681038295118</id><published>2009-07-07T09:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T10:02:18.723-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whats new?'/><title type='text'>I may die soon.</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I found out why unlimited texting is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIRST&lt;/strong&gt; my dad reads my texts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THEN&lt;/strong&gt; he reads my emails.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, he was mad... SO heres what happened; He gave out another one of those crazy asian lectures about improving life, and this time, it was about not hanging out with only one person, and to make new friends. Well, I dO have alot of friends! ish! So I told the person that my dad was crazy and he read my chat. End of story, and end of life.&lt;br /&gt;I'm now never checking that "remember me" box ever again! Its so easy for my dad to read my emails and chats on gmail.. Should have been more careful. I knooowww some of you ARE going to say "Well why did you tell your friend what your dad said and told you not to do?" but you HAVE to remember that I actually didn't hang out with her all that much, I've only talked to her like whenever I'm on the computer BECAUSE shes the only other person on! And I'm going to have to make more friends because I am going to a different high school! So I thought him not letting me talk to her was ridculous. I wish to talk to my bff &lt;u&gt;more&lt;/u&gt; not &lt;em&gt;less!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've changed some stuff on my phone and email. I'm constantly deleting texts, and I always have my phone with me. Thats so freaky when my dad demands to read my texts. Its crazy. I recorded 26 seconds of his lecture though.  OKay, I must sign off, for brunch. Stupid dad, the moment I leave this computer, he's going to try to read my mail. I have no clue when it started... but Its going to HAVE to stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-6914233681038295118?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/6914233681038295118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=6914233681038295118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6914233681038295118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6914233681038295118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-may-die-soon.html' title='I may die soon.'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-900113675143092789</id><published>2009-07-05T17:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T17:48:54.177-04:00</updated><title type='text'>later on the same day...</title><content type='html'>Muhuuhhua. I feel so refreshed now.&lt;br /&gt;I just went to CVS, Walmart, and then Harris Teeter. Muaha. A blast of sugar cookies! Exercise DOES make you feel better, especially walking around. Or jogging maybe. I bought some &lt;em&gt;Little Debbie&lt;/em&gt; Oatmeal cream cookies. They taste amazing. Until you eat one too many, and then it taste like puke.&lt;br /&gt;Its pretty fattening too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH how about some updates on my past month?&lt;br /&gt;I recently got unlimited texting like last week and I'm going nuts! I texted 400 in 2 days, while I was supposed to only text 300 in a month before. This is a huge stepping stone in my life! Another part into my career. * oo, I just got another text!*&lt;br /&gt;---Checking Sprint.com for my usage details---&lt;br /&gt;I have texted 614+ in 5 days, kind of disappointing, really. I thought I would text a whole lot more.. but thats fine. Haha, my life is so complete at the moment, ignoring the fact that my brother, IS still a total... annoying idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went jetskiing on Saturday, and we went to this man's house, and his house was freaky big. They lived right next to the lake, in a stingy little corner, but nevertheless, a lakefrount house at least. Well, i guess you know what happens when you live next to a lake. Mosquitoes. THe mosquitos were SO terrible, so the man/friend that lived there, got out these electric rackets that were high voltage, and told my brother and friend to go outside and start swinging the rackets at the bugs. Basically, the rackets "strings" were metal and when bugs touched them, they get elctrocuted to death...&lt;br /&gt;That invention certainly HAD to be chinese, the mosquito problem there is like.. death. But it was great fun watching those little assess charr up. There had to be at least 10,000,000,000 of them. At least.&lt;br /&gt;My brother is going back to his governor summer school soon. and I am ready to send him off, and make the house quiet again. Muhuhuhua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as for graphics and other crap, I think I'll be on a pretty long break from that, seeing my photoshop is screwed to death, for the moment. I'll see what I can do though.&lt;br /&gt;OH and I totally missed the firework part of the 4th of July. I stayed inside and watched TV. How lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDY4MzA*NDE3OTYmcHQ9MTI*NjgzMDQ1MzIzNCZwPTUzMjUxJmQ9ZG9sbGllY3JhdmUuY29tJmc9MSZ*PSZvPTQyMGM3Yzk3YTI4NDQyYmZiMzMwMWVjOTIyMjJiYzM5.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Summer Graphics" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v40/mitsiki/layoutshere/summer/endless-summer-take-me-there.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-900113675143092789?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/900113675143092789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=900113675143092789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/900113675143092789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/900113675143092789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2009/07/later-on-same-day.html' title='later on the same day...'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-843551278860138365</id><published>2009-07-05T15:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T15:29:56.591-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Layout'/><title type='text'>STupid brother</title><content type='html'>Its been a couple years since it started, officialy I guess. Tony, my brother, flirting with almost every girl he meets. Okay, well, I would have no problem, at ALL, if it werent for the fact that he was just flirting with my friends. No sirreee, no problem at all.&lt;br /&gt;But he HAD to, just keep flirting with them. Of course, all of my asian friends think he's so attractive, with the muscles from swimming, and the big arms that could probably coax them into bed. And his hair that all asian mothers approve of, its quite a wilting orange, everyone thinks that he dyed it.... but its only from swimming.&lt;br /&gt;It annoys me SO much that most of my friends fall for this trap. And my complaining only makes me feel a little worse on the inside. I've never noticed till now that all my friends DO like my brother. Probably more than even me!&lt;br /&gt;Its just all the friends I've worked for have fallen into his gross trap. And they won't be taked out. Its just all too bad for me, I mean. Unless I can find another round of friends. Puhlease!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idk I repeated myself almost 3 times today. I'lll just shutup for now, and continue this dilema another day.&lt;br /&gt;However, I did change the layout (finaly) and hope for more entries soon, havent posted in 2 months almost!.&lt;br /&gt;I have a swim meet this weekend, but summer is here, and it feels good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-843551278860138365?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/843551278860138365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=843551278860138365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/843551278860138365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/843551278860138365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2009/07/stupid-brother.html' title='STupid brother'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-5497517090628105452</id><published>2009-04-25T21:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T21:53:37.862-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Audrey's Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Today's Audrey's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a poem for her, I hope she likes it :).&lt;br /&gt;But Im not updated on what happened today ... I have a fishy feeling about it. I hope Deanna is a good therapist, I spilled my guts out to her on Friday, I really hope that it was worth it! I can't say much, Im just hoping Deanna has spilled the guts I spilled on her to other people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I got back from my brothers future school today- he's going to boarding school with a bunch of SMART people! (I NEVER thought he was... smart) His SAT score sucked badly, but Im assuming that this Math and Science Boarding school doesnt care?&lt;br /&gt;This boarding high school is so great! There are gyms, music rooms, you can do just about anything, and always be with your friends, 24/7!!&lt;br /&gt;That would suck if you get into a fight with your room mate though, you'll have to live with them for the rest of the year. :P But the facility is great, everything is within walking distance. I love it.  I did see Eunice's sister there, she sounds EXACTLY like Eunice, and sort of looks like her, just with more acne :). And shorter maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, we're all growing up, I wrote a poem to Audrey on faceboook, I hope she sees it, and has a good night. I feel a big biger than yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-5497517090628105452?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/5497517090628105452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=5497517090628105452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/5497517090628105452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/5497517090628105452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2009/04/audreys-birthday.html' title='Audrey&apos;s Birthday!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-8908867483699890395</id><published>2009-02-22T20:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T20:45:49.905-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook, graffitti</title><content type='html'>I've been spending most of my days "graffiti-ing" on facebook. Its an application, tats REALLY fun, but hard to do, at first. I want to post somof the stuff i drew and im proud of. Im hoping tis works?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ccc 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: #ccc 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: #ccc 1px solid; WIDTH: 580px; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ccc 1px solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f7f3f7"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="370" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://s3.amazonaws.com/graffitiswf/graffiti_external.swf?random_name=1a61b76bf6ab79e815ae3df235077684"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;embed src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/graffitiswf/graffiti_external.swf?random_name=1a61b76bf6ab79e815ae3df235077684" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="580" height="370"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most recent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ccc 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: #ccc 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: #ccc 1px solid; WIDTH: 580px; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ccc 1px solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #f7f3f7"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="370" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://s3.amazonaws.com/graffitiswf/graffiti_external.swf?random_name=94270c90fcf5be5ae24a27c276d5b330"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;embed src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/graffitiswf/graffiti_external.swf?random_name=94270c90fcf5be5ae24a27c276d5b330" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="580" height="370"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;old fav&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, so that was really fun. Submit some to me! if you have facebook..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-8908867483699890395?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/8908867483699890395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=8908867483699890395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/8908867483699890395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/8908867483699890395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2009/02/facebook-graffitti.html' title='Facebook, graffitti'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-2011226264412915384</id><published>2009-02-04T07:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T07:55:18.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOWING!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.f-secure.com/weblog/archives/SnowDay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 446px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px" alt="" src="http://www.f-secure.com/weblog/archives/SnowDay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT. IS. SNOWING!&lt;br /&gt;The world is so good to me :). I have found me peace at last. Except for that Canadian goose out the window. Its calls are annoying me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats not my house. Some random picture on the internet.. But thats what it looks like outside!&lt;br /&gt;SO, this morning, I really decided I did not want to go to school. I wanted my mom to just drop me off, and screw the bus. It can come early and screw everyone else, for all I cared, anyway. So I woke up to a very fogged window, and I was groaning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Usually&lt;/strong&gt;, a fogged window has to do with &lt;u&gt;RAIN&lt;/u&gt;. SO I automatically assumed it was raining.. which I was wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside, its almost completely white, but as time passes, the tree are getting a bit more greener. The roofs are all white, and the sidewalks are so perfect.. Marshmellowy, white and soft looking, something that I would love to walk on. But it didn't work with clouds, so I'm not sure it'll work with snow. All I would do is damage the nice scenery :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, every time there is snow, my dad has to work really late. I bet he wasn't even working! I tried to wake him to take pictures with his mega pixel camera, and he just wouldn't wake up. Well, he did, and mumbled for me to go away, and that he worked late. Which also explains something else..&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I wanted to take pictures before everything melted because we rarely ever get snow, and even more rarely, get good snow. (And we didn't get good snow. It was crappy. Dry, cold, and wouldn't stick together.) On the screen porch, I noticed some very large foot prints, coming into our house, , turning around and coming out. And was freaked... My first thoughts were; Its not Tony, he didn't even go outside... Its not Dad, he's asleep... Its not ME nor mom...&lt;br /&gt;But it turned out to be my dad, taking a smoke break at one in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my mom made a very unfunny joke, that if a "bad guy" really did come, I would be the first one that he would take. "Ha Ha" Mom... And I'm your only daughter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my list of priorities is,&lt;br /&gt;1. Eat&lt;br /&gt;2.Sleep&lt;br /&gt;3. Sleep&lt;br /&gt;4.Sleep&lt;br /&gt;5. do some homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P And maybe enjoy my day in the crappy snow. I think I'll try to make a snowman!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-2011226264412915384?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/2011226264412915384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=2011226264412915384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/2011226264412915384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/2011226264412915384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2009/02/snowing.html' title='SNOWING!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-5633388060595580951</id><published>2009-01-20T20:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T20:36:56.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow day</title><content type='html'>oh my osh koshes!&lt;br /&gt;Its a SNOW DAY today!&lt;br /&gt;It hardly EVER snows, roughly once every 2 years... There was only like what, 3 inches? Unlike the 3-10 feet you get the more up north you live.&lt;br /&gt;So because we had 3 inches, we had no school! Its just our free day to go out and play like normal kids should (except I still have swim practice... :()&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my morning jumping around, dancing in the snow, trying to make a snowman, but the snow was way too powdery so nothing good happened there... But I did end up making one after the snow stopped fluttering down from the sky. The snow then was more wet and slushy, but the ground was all wet too, so my snow man turned out to be pretty orangey brown with alot of leaves stuck to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and nearly forgot, havent you all watched the inauguration?!? Of president Obama? I guess it isnt relevant to anyone outside the US, but its pretty important! In the next few days, a billion videos will come up on youtube on the inauguration. So I guess it doesnt really matter. My dads watching the inauguration right now, since he was so lazy and slept right through the whole thing. bleh. Dads...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;To excited to put on a quote, but here it it:&lt;br /&gt;Cockroaches and socialites are the only things that can stay up all night&lt;br /&gt;and eat anything.  - &lt;a href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/23556.html"&gt;Herb Caen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda didnt get that one.. But it was on iGoogle today, and I was too lazy to go hunt for one :). Maybe you want to submit one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we should get a quote from Obama. Suggestions please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-5633388060595580951?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/5633388060595580951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=5633388060595580951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/5633388060595580951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/5633388060595580951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2009/01/snow-day.html' title='Snow day'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-5038352126544232719</id><published>2009-01-17T18:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T19:20:12.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>True Beauty</title><content type='html'>I've just watched the first 2 episodes of the new TV reality show, true beauty. I've always thought it was pretty interesting, and it is! Just go on abc.com and watch free episodes. You HAVE to watch it. Its cool. Click here : &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/"&gt;http://abc.go.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't spoil anything yet. People are just arrogant in this show.&lt;br /&gt;One thing to think about :&lt;br /&gt;Is it better to lie , the tell the truth, or to lie and never tell the truth?&lt;br /&gt;but when you're thinking about your answer, is lieing bad no matter if you tell the truth or not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-5038352126544232719?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/5038352126544232719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=5038352126544232719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/5038352126544232719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/5038352126544232719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2009/01/true-beauty.html' title='True Beauty'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-1616144356445244294</id><published>2009-01-10T13:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T14:20:20.437-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life quotes, another quote of the post</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;The scientific name for an animal that doesn't either run from or fight its&lt;br /&gt;enemies is lunch.&lt;br /&gt;- Michael Friedman &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like these quotes I'm funding on my iGoogle! I like getting things started with a quote of the day. Nice to stimulate your brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Life Quotes" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v40/mitsiki/dollielove/lifequotes/6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd I havent been to the website &lt;a href="http://www.dollielove.com/"&gt;www.dollielove.com&lt;/a&gt; for quite awhile. Its a nice place, but there wayy to many ads, and ads make a website look messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got the game Brain Age  for christmas from my cousin Chloe, and i find it really fun. Its pretty inexpensive for a nintendo ds game, about $20, but on ebay it can be a couple dollars less. Its got all these little training tests and you have to do them fast and correctly. There is one training game called Changemaker. It shows a price, for exmple $5, and then it shows how much you paid for it ex.$10, and you have to give the correct amount of change back. SO on the touch part of the screen, there are pennies, nickels dimes quarters some $5 bills and $1 bills. You have to give the correct amount of change. Then it gets harder, and you have to get faster. My record? 58 seconds for 10 problems!&lt;br /&gt;But dad beat me by getting 52.. but he got a problem wrong, which ads 20 seconds to your time total, so Im still a winner :P W00t!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now its facebook time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-1616144356445244294?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/1616144356445244294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=1616144356445244294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/1616144356445244294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/1616144356445244294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2009/01/bleh.html' title='Life quotes, another quote of the post'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-5017170458680042859</id><published>2009-01-08T22:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T22:33:52.168-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy late new years everybody :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;If you want to know what God thinks of money, just look at the people he&lt;br /&gt;gave it to.  - &lt;a href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/556.html"&gt;Dorothy Parker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy (Late) New years peeps!&lt;br /&gt;Today is a happy day for me. I FINALLY got a 101 on a math test. Strangely, I havent got a 100 on a test all year! My poor asian-ness. So to all of you out there who aren't doing that great in school now, Im your example. Blehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I totally survived the first week of school, and Im on a great scedule. I have to sleep before 11 though, or else I get SOO tired throughout the day. I start blinking and my head starts noddingg.... and It feel sooo great to have your eyes closed. And the next thing you know, your teacher is hollering your name.... "LINDA! Whats the answer to number 4?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these couple of weeks, we're doing a Utopia project. We must research all this useless crap about Utopias, like what the word means, some examples of Utopia's and compare and contrast the examples of Utopia's. Then we have create a Utopia and write a few essays describing it.&lt;br /&gt;But I think doing all this research on Utopia's are totally unnessecary! I already know what a Utopia IS because we just read &lt;em&gt;The Giver&lt;/em&gt;. And our teacher has been talking about it for ever so long. But "nooo" she still wants us to reseach all this doo doo. All I want to do is just make my Utopia. "Everybody except my Language arts teacher, drug dealers, racist people, etc etc."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Im feeling very tired. maybe its time to start my homework. I'll just have to be done in 10 minutes. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nighty everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-5017170458680042859?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/5017170458680042859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=5017170458680042859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/5017170458680042859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/5017170458680042859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-late-new-years-everybody.html' title='Happy late new years everybody :)'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-6754512504445508918</id><published>2008-12-25T14:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T14:41:56.249-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas y'all</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Happy holidays! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freefoto.com/images/90/03/90_03_36---Christmas-Decorations_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" alt="" src="http://www.freefoto.com/images/90/03/90_03_36---Christmas-Decorations_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to have a party later tonight. Its all good. I made sugar cookies, brownies, and gingerbread.. horses/dogs/giraffes (they can pass for either things).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've licked enough brownie mix to get sallmonella.... If those 2 eggs were bad. Man , I cracked the first 4 eggs of my life yesterday perfectly. I've cracked tons of other eggs, but on accident. I LOVE baking, but cleaning up the mess isnt one of my favorite things... Mainly because I make a huge mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in 3 hours, the party's gunna get started. I think I shall not brush my hair. It looks alright the way it is actually. SO I'll just leave it at that. OH! And I did get presents!&lt;br /&gt;Proactive starter kit&lt;br /&gt;Nike Shox&lt;br /&gt;Adidas Bounce&lt;br /&gt;A ps3 game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the shoes are realllllllly expensive, nothing that I really wanted but I'l gladly take them since I know some people can't afford them.&lt;br /&gt;Im thankful.&lt;br /&gt;THank you mommy, daddy and whoever gives me good presents.&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BTW, I set up my christmas tree yesterday. SO we did have a christmas tree on time! , Its one of those fake plastic ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-6754512504445508918?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/6754512504445508918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=6754512504445508918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6754512504445508918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6754512504445508918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-yall.html' title='Merry Christmas y&apos;all'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-2758047655478609253</id><published>2008-12-23T17:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T18:06:37.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>I didnt want this blog to become a burden so I havent blogged all this long. Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so close to christmas, only days away and I still have presents to give out. Homey Gee.  Tomorrow will be my last day of shopping for presents because im so darn lazy. Every one's got their christmas decorations up already, except me. Im not jewish. Althought I can pretend to be. I might be muslim this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loooove recieving presents as well as giving them. Actually getting anote or a card makes me happy too. A present is like the ultimate gift even if I dont like it. I can just give it to someone else that does like it! You can have a look at my wish list for this christmas. Compare it to yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda's Holiday Wish List&lt;br /&gt;$100 dollaars&lt;br /&gt;Vans :)&lt;br /&gt;converse&lt;br /&gt;American Eagle gift card&lt;br /&gt;Wacky colors of nail polish ( neons colors)&lt;br /&gt;Snow for christmas&lt;br /&gt;Hollister gift card&lt;br /&gt;something nice to eat.&lt;br /&gt;nintendo ds games!&lt;br /&gt;eep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-2758047655478609253?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/2758047655478609253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=2758047655478609253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/2758047655478609253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/2758047655478609253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-1924985081548418497</id><published>2008-11-16T14:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T15:01:08.364-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Achievements for me; Swim meet, Brother's concerto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.joe-ks.com/archives_oct2004/SynchSwimWalk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 369px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px" alt="" src="http://www.joe-ks.com/archives_oct2004/SynchSwimWalk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Have you ever been to a swim meet? Its great for some people, but for other people like me, its depressing. The enviroment is filled with humid, bleached chemical-scented air, although you can't really tell after a few minutes. Once the meet starts, kids are cheering loudly... Mothers and dads are pacing, and the refs are bored. But today, I finally broke the 30 marked time for my 50 free ;). I'm so happy. I never thought I could do it, I think I'll do ever better next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A problem for me is, that my bladder fills before my event. Even if I just went to the bathroom, I somehow, my body always finds more liquids. After 5 times of going to the bathroom, and no drinks, I got pretty annoyed and figured there must be something wrong with me. Where are the liquids coming from? Is there someone out there that do this too? yyii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also hate eating before an event. There was a breakfast that the team moms made up, for our group. There were choclate muffins, bagels and water. I ate a choclate muffin and a quarter of a bagel. I just couldn't even get that down. A quarter of a bagel! ... But food does weigh you down. Which reminds me, I'm hungry!&lt;br /&gt;Tony will have his concert sooon, and I'm not ready. Another saga of parents- They hate being blamed. My dad used my charger last and lost it, and he blamed it on me. what hapend was, I thought my camera broke, so I gave it to him, and he said "oh your camera's fixed" and never gave me the charger. Then my mom put it somewhere, and forgot she did, so now its lost. My mom sasy she never touched it, and my dad doesnt remember anything either so he says he never touched it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats my parents for you. I think I'm gonig to write a book on thier hypocracy, and unfairness. Mom said that If I let dad fix my camera and he lost it, its still my fault that he lost it. I shall not talk to either them anymore. gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay gay. She's back talking to me about why Bernedette didnt come to see Ton'y concert. I'm definetly not taking pictures of Tony because my camera's about dead. I'll bring a book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-1924985081548418497?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/1924985081548418497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=1924985081548418497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/1924985081548418497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/1924985081548418497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/11/achievements-for-me-swim-meet-brothers.html' title='Achievements for me; Swim meet, Brother&apos;s concerto'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-6062530277628953738</id><published>2008-11-15T23:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T23:33:55.301-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugly Betty</title><content type='html'>I'm addicted to ugly betty now. Would you like to watch this little skit by some people in the Ugly Betty show? Its great. Ova here- &lt;a href="http://fep.abc.go.com/fep/player?src=abccomjs&amp;amp;show=93531&amp;amp;pn=index&amp;amp;showId=93531"&gt;Mode After hours- Friend-icersary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-6062530277628953738?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/6062530277628953738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=6062530277628953738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6062530277628953738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6062530277628953738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/11/ugly-betty.html' title='Ugly Betty'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-8274453725905305468</id><published>2008-11-15T22:22:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T14:37:21.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A bad day for dad.</title><content type='html'>Have you ever had a terrible day with your parents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I had it all day today.&lt;br /&gt;Swim meet this morning. I hate swim meets, but I'll try my best to like them tomorrow. My dad is over obsessed with the swim times, he expects me to lose 10 seconds, and the I lose 4. Sorry I can't ever meet up to your standards, dad but I know I can live up to mine and my coaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad was angry at me for "not listening to him" when he was yelling at me to get my freestyle stroke right. Well for heavens sake! I was actually at the copier copying my papers for Animal Farm- a nice book that our grade has to read. And everytime I turned around to recieve a paper, he would think that I wasnt listening. So everytime he said listen, I would shout "I AM listening!". Well after 6 times of this, he got mad. Like really mad. And started argueing that I had bad charachter. Then I shouted;" If I wasnt listening, then how am I replying to your criticism and questions about my swimming?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess he had no answer for that, so he stared at me and burst out yelling. I had nothing else to say to him so I finished copying and left. 3 hours later, he makes food- the only food he CAN make is fried rice. And its terrible. He loves to burn it up just a little to taste the "crunchyness" that I never get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I eat his rice, the burnt flavor rises into my nose and makes me feel sorta sick so I don't eat it. But I was feeling hungry today and I went down to eat. It ended that he ate all of the rice and wasnt going to cook anything else anymore. He said it was punishment. Punishment for?&lt;br /&gt;his reply : Bad behaviour, bad swim times and you dont deserve anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While he was ranting, I was thinking... does any 13 year old kid ever do something so that they don't deserve to EAT? thats like life. living. yeh know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-8274453725905305468?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/8274453725905305468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=8274453725905305468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/8274453725905305468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/8274453725905305468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/11/bad-day-for-dad-achievements-for-me.html' title='A bad day for dad.'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-7268637705598030122</id><published>2008-11-08T16:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T17:07:19.247-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight coming out on the 21st!</title><content type='html'>Hello fellow readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry about neglecting the blog again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Twilight fan.&lt;br /&gt;Gee, Twilight is coming out Tuesday November tenth! What does that mean? It means the world will come to and end!  Everyone will go crazy for tickets, which would constantly be sold out... But I have  something interesting. I found free movie tickets for Twilight in my local newpaper. I have to mail an empty envelope to my newspaper's address with my return address and they'll mail me back 2 movie tickets! I hope nobody else saw that ad in the newspaper. I want free movie tickets bad! But the post office mail men are not working today so I'll have to wait til Monday. Whatevs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if I posted about my birthday party yet. But gee it was great. If anyone wants to wish me happy birthday now, 2 weeks later you still can! Personal note to self- Chinese people are very cheap. Thats why you always want to have a birthday party and invite asians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today's news..&lt;br /&gt;I went to staples and got a 3 hole 10 sheet puncher. it was dandy :). But its kind of hard to press down, so I recommend to not get the cheapest hole puncher there is. I got this one for $10, but I think the $13 or the $17 dollar on is better. I would have gotten one of those but.. what did I say about cheap asian parents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also went to Anne Taylor. For some reason, my mom LOVES that store, even though everything there is sorta "old" for me. Its for people like in their 20s +, but my mom still insists that I go there to get something. So I got two $9.88 dressess and a $6.88 cute cute blouse. It was quite dandy. I woulhave gotten something else for $9.88 but my mom thought it was too plain. Gee, it was really nice I though! It was something to cover up my wacky shoulders if I had the need to wear something skimpy. You know, just in case? And it was quite cute, it had a nice bow. But oh well, I got 3 different types of clothes already so it was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i gots to go do some facebok an email before I have to do chinese homework so see ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-7268637705598030122?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/7268637705598030122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=7268637705598030122' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/7268637705598030122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/7268637705598030122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight-coming-out-on-21st.html' title='Twilight coming out on the 21st!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-1345818284162107677</id><published>2008-10-25T19:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T22:21:49.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My birthday is coming up monnnday!</title><content type='html'>I'm excited. I'm a teenager now. I feel so grownup.&lt;br /&gt;Grownup&lt;br /&gt;Grownnup.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I don't feel anything. I haven't felt a thing. Its like a story I once read in school called Eleven. You don't really feel different on your birthday. And something about the poor girl turning eleven, but a crusty smelly sweater was forced on her because he teacher thought the sweater was hers, but it wasn't in the end. A really sad story I think. I'm going to start to list things. Gosh I wish I was turning 11.Back in the day... I remember how horrible my 10th birthday was. No one came, out of the 11 or so I invited, 4 came, and one wasn't even invited. That was when I didn't know Audrey and Deanna so well...&lt;br /&gt;Oo darn it, I printed the same document twice. Whoops.&lt;br /&gt;And this morning, I had the last meet of my 12 years of age, and I did poorly. *Sigh*I really wish that I was younger. :'(. I can reminiscence the days before today. I usually am happy on my birthday, but I guess the disappointing results in my swimming really made me feel bad. I swam the fastest that I could, but still couldn't do it. Has Michael Phelps felt this way before? Has he ever added time?!? I guess I view him as a super being, hard to believe that he was once like us! God... I spell checked using the spell checker twice and each time I checked, I typed at least 9 words wrong. I just get the right letters (sometiems) but I jumble the words all up in my head. I think the swim meet has really made me feel terrible. I havent been doing well lately. Ah well, blog tomorrow. Monday is my birthday and also my last away game for softball. I wish i will do well., who knows. My mindset it all crapped up. Writecha l8ter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-1345818284162107677?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/1345818284162107677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=1345818284162107677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/1345818284162107677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/1345818284162107677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-birthday-is-coming-up-monnnday.html' title='My birthday is coming up monnnday!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-298155828951543066</id><published>2008-10-20T19:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T19:39:17.232-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Homerun!</title><content type='html'>I know I havent blogged in about 2 months.. geez.. But I made the softball team again this year and Im SO happy because I just hit a homerun today!!! I cannot beleive myself. Today marks the first homerun of my life.&lt;br /&gt;BUt then again, Im not THAT happy, but its important enought o make me start writing blogs again!&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm unofficially back from Hiatus, this RULES!&lt;br /&gt;Alot happened since school started. This year, im MUCH more hyper than the last, I guess is a good thing because I'm talking to alot more people. Last year, I was a loner, and didnt talk much to other people. Im changed now. WOoT.&lt;br /&gt;A factor to me not blogging by the way, is because Im so busy, my scedule is so loaded. Last year, when I was more into websites, I always got angry when other website owners said they were too "busy" for their site, or too bored for it... But now I understand. But still, I've kept this going, and I hope to keep it going for many years to come. That would be pretty cool though, when I turn 21 and still ahve this blog from my little kid days :). Im a happy camper. Now for my homework....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-298155828951543066?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/298155828951543066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=298155828951543066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/298155828951543066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/298155828951543066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/10/homerun.html' title='Homerun!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-3563423928907299004</id><published>2008-09-01T00:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:33:57.754-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendless</title><content type='html'>Im in a really confusing time right now. It feels like I've got got no friends and no one to talk to. I dont know what to do. I dont know how to feel!&lt;br /&gt;What is this!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-3563423928907299004?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/3563423928907299004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=3563423928907299004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/3563423928907299004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/3563423928907299004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/09/friendless.html' title='Friendless'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-6114208822258445260</id><published>2008-08-29T20:42:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T21:14:43.009-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Screamin my name</title><content type='html'>I wanted to mention Roxii today because she wanted me to mention her. So.. Hi Roxii!&lt;br /&gt;I havent wrote since a week before school started, and now schools started, so Im &lt;s&gt;a bit &lt;/s&gt; &lt;strong&gt;really really really&lt;/strong&gt; busy.&lt;br /&gt;And I havent got alot to say. I dont like school. I would write about my teachers, and how nice SOME of them are, and how mean they are, but our school has strongly advised us NOT to write anything bad to teachers, ot the principal or staff ect. because if they find out, I get suspended.&lt;br /&gt;Thats pretty deep!&lt;br /&gt;So I decided not to.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just really busy, every day. I bet I'll be even busier when School sports starts, Im trying out for softball. Im a bit nervous that I have to try out for softball and make it. I mean, I feel that its okay if  didnt make it, so then I can focus on my acedemics. :)&lt;br /&gt;And I dont know what else to write.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-6114208822258445260?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/6114208822258445260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=6114208822258445260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6114208822258445260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6114208822258445260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/08/screamin-my-name.html' title='Screamin my name'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-7848491217214122658</id><published>2008-08-17T12:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T12:38:24.424-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A new website?</title><content type='html'>I got a real subdomain, and the ftp and crap, man Im confused!&lt;br /&gt;But soon, in like a week, I will have a nice website up and running :D.&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you the link as soon as I have the site fixed, it looks terrible right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-7848491217214122658?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/7848491217214122658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=7848491217214122658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/7848491217214122658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/7848491217214122658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-website.html' title='A new website?'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-3359663670281362264</id><published>2008-08-15T02:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T02:37:42.152-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Braces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olympics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Layout'/><title type='text'>Good job Good job USA!</title><content type='html'>Good job USA! Wow, I've added a widget that messed up the coding for this layout, but it shows all the olympic medals that have been won, wow, Im impressed by america, when watching gymnastics, although I'm pretty surprised that Shawn Johnson didnt get the gold medal, she got the silver and Nastia Luikin got the gold! Im so proud of her,and the strange thing is, I preddicted that nastia was going to win, but I sort of took it back when I saw Shawn Johnson become first. I'm still pretty excited and roud of them, even though I didnt even know them until the trials! Woo. Hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some news on my braces, I cannot play the flute as well as I did. 2 weeks before I got braces, I played the best that I ever did and now I stink. D: Terrible. at least I can eat now! Well, nothing really hard yet, like apples but Im getting better with eating at least :).&lt;br /&gt;I'll get them off in high school (dickens)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-3359663670281362264?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/3359663670281362264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=3359663670281362264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/3359663670281362264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/3359663670281362264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/08/good-job-good-job-usa.html' title='Good job Good job USA!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-3176032465503122961</id><published>2008-08-07T13:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T13:55:10.030-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glitter Names'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Braces'/><title type='text'>The perfect Linda glitter names! And.. Braces KILL.</title><content type='html'>I looked on Ego-Box and ahh! Lime green colored Linda glitter names! Anyone who knows me knows Im obsessed with the color lime green, and ehre it is! Wooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/name-graphics/cat//l/Linda-Shimmer-Star.gif" border="0" /&gt; - Mah Favorite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/name-graphics/cat//l/Linda-Stripey-Sparkles.gif" border="0" /&gt; Second...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/name-graphics/cat//l/Linda-Swirly-Twinkle.gif" border="0" /&gt;-Third&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/name-graphics/cat//l/Linda-Glossy-Reflection.png" border="0" /&gt; Hmm perfect non animated. So perfectly perfect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/name-graphics/cat//l/Linda-Kitty-Fishbowl.gif" border="0" /&gt;Kitty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc105/24168/egobox/name-graphics/cat//l/Linda-Paint-Brush-Fancy.png" /&gt;REminds me of mascara!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i'll think abotu using these as a siggy!&lt;br /&gt;All credit to Ego-Box!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, for my love for my braces..:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE BRACES! Guess what I've ate for the PAST 3 DAYS&lt;br /&gt;2 servings of yogurt smoothie,&lt;br /&gt;6 normal slices of sushi, but into tiny peices so I can eat without chewing&lt;br /&gt;one cup of orange juice&lt;br /&gt;2 squares of cantelope cut in tiny peices&lt;br /&gt;a banna, milk and butterfinger milkshake&lt;br /&gt;and a can of chef boyarde ravioli.&lt;br /&gt;one slice of whole weat bread with peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;one small ball of cadbury half melted choclate&lt;br /&gt;advil and painkiller for the braces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet I ate less than a anorexic eats in a &lt;u&gt;week&lt;/u&gt;. My stomach's just grumbling so loud!!\So hungry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-3176032465503122961?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/3176032465503122961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=3176032465503122961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/3176032465503122961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/3176032465503122961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/08/perfect-linda-glitter-names-and-braces.html' title='The perfect Linda glitter names! And.. Braces KILL.'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-2748201281827510339</id><published>2008-08-07T12:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T12:22:18.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mole addiction</title><content type='html'>Currently watching the mole!&lt;br /&gt;I can't figure out for sure who's the mole. Im 98% sure that Nicole is the mole though, its a bit fishy. Nicole-&lt;br /&gt;Nicole never seems to like answer questions, and she brings home the wrong answers, and she never really likes to "particpate". Whenever she does do anything, she does it wrong the first time, and possibly wrong the second time as well, and she doesnt seems to express herself of being the final three like Mark and Craig. I find her &lt;u&gt;very&lt;/u&gt; dumb. She doesnt seem to care if she's wrong about the mole because maybe she IS the mole!?!? And she seems lazy in her missions.. who do you think is the mole? To watch the last episode of the mole (Im watching the fourth section currently.) heres the link, and you can navigate to the first episode too, but you'll have to download some player (they will show you which player)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ll.static.abc.go.com/streaming/move/00080005/static.html?aff=wsoc&amp;amp;affTo=wsoc&amp;amp;useexternal=0&amp;amp;channelid=111624&amp;amp;episodeid=125249&amp;amp;partner=&amp;amp;campaign=&amp;amp;wrapped=1&amp;amp;affFrom=abc&amp;amp;affLost=wsoc&amp;amp;dmarank=25&amp;amp;dmazip=27013"&gt;Mole Season Finale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-2748201281827510339?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/2748201281827510339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=2748201281827510339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/2748201281827510339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/2748201281827510339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/08/mole-addiction.html' title='The Mole addiction'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-6629113984548656169</id><published>2008-08-06T23:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T00:02:25.928-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Braces KILL</title><content type='html'>WHo ever thought of braces for kids?&lt;br /&gt;I think its the stupidest idea EVER!&lt;br /&gt;yes, I got braces, and they completely KILL. I've got rubber bands right smack dab in hte frount of my mouthwhere everyone can see them IF I open my mouth. I know you're supposed to take them off when you eat, but when I take them off for long periods of time and then put them back on, it kills! At first, braces felt like thre was pressure on my teeth, sorta like when you puch down on your teeth, but after awhile it kills. And my mom keeps on saying these stupid things like "If you don't sleep, your teeth naturally hurt" and im like wtf, I havent heard that one before.  SO my mom and dad said that I dont need to dress up for halloween. Oh thanks. So thats my update.&lt;br /&gt;And I can only eat liquifid food, or really cut up food. Like mashed ravioli. :( Some people don't go through the pain I go through&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-6629113984548656169?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/6629113984548656169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=6629113984548656169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6629113984548656169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6629113984548656169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/08/braces-kill.html' title='Braces KILL'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-6193241013086401283</id><published>2008-08-04T14:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T14:57:55.414-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Frenemies</title><content type='html'>Don't you think its weird when you have a triangle of three friends and two of you talk about the third person, the third person talks to your friend about you and you and the third person talk about your friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then one of them goes around telling them what you said to them,or what they said to you?&lt;br /&gt;And then you guys get into a fight and the third person backs away?&lt;br /&gt;Well America, I've got a problem with my friends. Ive got this friend named *Jenny whos really nice, but younger than me. Then there's another friend, Casey who's also younger than me. Jenny is jealous when i play with Casey, and vice versa. SO Jenny talks about Casey behind her back to me. But just yesterday, them two had a sleepover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something fishy going on? Definetly.&lt;br /&gt;And I bet almost 100 bucks that they've talked about me. I guess they can't help themselves, because usually younger kids talk about older tweens/ kids/teens/adults because they're jealous. Its true, they probably have the looks, the make up, the clothes, the house, the boobs, the spouse, the boyfriend. But still, I don't like them talking about me. It makes me feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;So I might go over today, just to see anything thats happened... I don't feel good about this though... :(.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-6193241013086401283?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/6193241013086401283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=6193241013086401283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6193241013086401283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6193241013086401283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/08/frenemies.html' title='Frenemies'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-2716585625964051052</id><published>2008-08-01T00:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T12:24:54.141-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hannah Montana is every frikin where I look</title><content type='html'>I understand how hard it is to be a celebrety like Miley Cyrus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, some of you are going like "Miley's a total slut, She's always around having scandals and shes half naked in all of them!" But I mean, do you know &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how many&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; teenage girls do the same things that she does, without getting noticed? Maybe not half naked on Vanity Fair, but taking pictures in thongs and bras- outrageous right?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Yeah, and alot of the other girls who don't understand also say; "Well, she knows she's in the spot light, so there's no excuse for her behavior". Uh huh. Well, I'll have to say there is. Magazines exaggerate little things, gossip channels and online blogs rant on making the tiniest things look so bad so people would laugh and come to thier site more often, so they can make money off ads and magazine subscriptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And being a celebrety, there's almost not way of getting out of it, hundreds of thousands of little kids admire "Hannah Montana" and she's just being a normal teenage girl for pete's (Miley's) sake!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to get that clear. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now for the madness part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HANNAH MONTANA CLOTHES ARE DOMINTAING WALMART AND TARGET, PLACES I SHOP FREQUENTLY FOR MY NEEDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah Montana posters dominate the poster's section of walmart, HM pencils, Undies, Jewelry, dressess, clothes and even&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; bras&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; have Hannah Montana! Thats SO outrageous, its like she's everywhere I look. And the best of both worlds 3D concert is also flashing on the telly, giving out free 3d glassess, Hardee Har Har. A stupid blonde fake girl is dominating our little american girls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-2716585625964051052?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/2716585625964051052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=2716585625964051052' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/2716585625964051052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/2716585625964051052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/08/hannah-montana-is-every-frikin-where-i.html' title='Hannah Montana is every frikin where I look'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-1766298401982742170</id><published>2008-07-26T16:12:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T17:04:56.792-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Comtemporary Period'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parents'/><title type='text'>lovey dovey songs &amp; parents 101 once again.</title><content type='html'>Why is it that every song I hear is about a guy and a girl either;&lt;br /&gt;`Breaking up&lt;br /&gt;`Getting cheated on&lt;br /&gt;`Ignoring each other but wanting each other?&lt;br /&gt;`falling in love&lt;br /&gt;`falling out of love&lt;br /&gt;`making it obvious you're single and trying to get someone to hit on you&lt;br /&gt;`doing "it" (but its not directly stated in the song)&lt;br /&gt;`staing their feelings about a guy in general&lt;br /&gt;`something about a broken heart, or a heart in general&lt;br /&gt;`and any other advice about a guy and a girl&lt;br /&gt;I know these are the artists feelings, but theres enough songs about love than anyone needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my parents, again are SO annoying. Well, especially my mom, she so nosy, always into what im doing, she even picks up the phone when Im talking to someone to listen to my conversation and she acts all innocent and pretends she didnt. WHAT THE HECK?!? Its so annoying. Thats all I can take.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-1766298401982742170?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/1766298401982742170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=1766298401982742170' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/1766298401982742170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/1766298401982742170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/07/lovey-dovey-songs-parents-101-once.html' title='lovey dovey songs &amp; parents 101 once again.'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-6483415516778243834</id><published>2008-07-23T17:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T17:45:32.841-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Motion stop videos</title><content type='html'>I love motion stop videos, I think they are quite something fab.&lt;br /&gt;heres one of spagetti, and some more under, tres coool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qBjLW5_dGAM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qBjLW5_dGAM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ovvk7T8QUIU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cFZPyXymTLI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cFZPyXymTLI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_5IqwECL6bo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_5IqwECL6bo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bit innapropriate-&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1aodpb3vFU0&amp;NR=1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Df2yjONq7LI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Df2yjONq7LI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kn1-KDJ_eQM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kn1-KDJ_eQM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=6483415516778243834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6483415516778243834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6483415516778243834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/07/motion-stop-videos.html' title='Motion stop videos'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-3159879131979385561</id><published>2008-07-21T15:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T15:18:50.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Im feeling in a foreign mood</title><content type='html'>I decided to add some français to my blogs. It makes my blogs sound more interesting, and foreign... I added a music pop up at the side, under the music tab. Only 6 songs, but thats all I could fit. I shose a bunch of random or should I say aléatoire songs, dont ask, I just did, and you can make your own too.&lt;br /&gt;I think I've told you about my cousins rabbit staying with me? Since she went to China for 3 weeks? Well I think he peed on me today. Either that or he tried to "faire l'amour" with my shin. Which is discusting. I hope you're discusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Im feeling sick of looking at this stupide compuer screen. I feel unwell. Nautious. Malade.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how my brother stands staringa t a computer screen for so long. Urgh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-3159879131979385561?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/3159879131979385561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=3159879131979385561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/3159879131979385561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/3159879131979385561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-feeling-in-foreign-mood.html' title='Im feeling in a foreign mood'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-3830571479591896386</id><published>2008-07-17T19:39:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T20:00:30.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, another blog</title><content type='html'>So its been awhile. Many many days, but at least something interesting happened.&lt;br /&gt;First, I went the the Shelby meet and did horrible. I gained times in almost everything except breastroke and butterfly, surprising, since they're my worst strokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im in love with a ten year old named Jack. Surprising? you bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the Junior Olympics in swimming (backstroke), something I never thought that I could ever Achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed the layout that wasnt working before into something gothy- ish I guess thats how I feel?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ive got swimmers ear, and its extremely painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can't have everything, but ARGH IT HURTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Junior olympic meet is on Sunday, and its from everyone in my state. I'm pretty nervous myself. It might be a pretty good achievement, but I stinked at everything else, so it balances it out and I still feel bad. My ear's still got water in it, and for goodness sakes Im half deaf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A reminder to everyone out there who swims - NEVER GET SWIMMERS EAR. It gives you head pain, head aches and nausea. Well, thats what I've got, unless its from the darn medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know my blogs been down for about forever, because I put on this skin I got from another website and it didnt quite work, so I felt lazy and didnt do anything else.&lt;br /&gt;I am in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and I want unlimited texting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-3830571479591896386?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/3830571479591896386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=3830571479591896386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/3830571479591896386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/3830571479591896386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/07/finally-another-blog.html' title='Finally, another blog'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-570391005354234352</id><published>2008-07-07T14:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T14:26:42.009-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Lazy Lazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Sorry, Im getting really lazy with posts and I havent been doing much either, so really theres not much to talk about. My cousin went to China last tuesday so I have to take care of her rabbit. Her rabbit just peed on my wooden floor though, so now theres this big black stain. His pee rotted our floor boards. Great. So he slept out side for the night. He was so scared, I watched him through the window, and he bunched into a ball when I tapped on the window. I think I'll give him a nice patting on the head. I dont know what else to do.&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/4312793419733538214-570391005354234352?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/570391005354234352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=570391005354234352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/570391005354234352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/570391005354234352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/07/lazy-lazy-lazy.html' title='Lazy Lazy Lazy'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-2983755256280625819</id><published>2008-07-02T11:57:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T12:06:56.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Edit</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who ave missed my last post, you can read down under...&lt;br /&gt;I think somethings wrong with the images, about bandwith exceeding but whenever I hover over some of the images, the original image comes back.&lt;br /&gt;I think this is just temporary, my bandwith has NOT exceeded, and explained it a bit ont eh front page. It scared e at first because the whole thing was and "photobucket this" and photobucket that. I replaced the images with blog skins image codes and its better excet "blog" and "profile". Ah well, they'll stay there until it all ends... Im too lazy. Sorry!&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/4312793419733538214-2983755256280625819?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/2983755256280625819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=2983755256280625819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/2983755256280625819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/2983755256280625819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/07/edit.html' title='Edit'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-5982541629888140211</id><published>2008-07-02T10:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T11:32:21.278-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rabbits coming today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Im sleepy! But my cousin is going to China for 3 weeks with her family and she's giving my her rabbit to take care of! Yayy. Next week I'll be having this super big swim meet which Im nervous about. Actually, its not that super big but its the last long course meet that I'll have being 12. I wish I just started swim team earlier... *sigh*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope I can make it to JO (Junior Olympics) But its not quite fair for girls as it is for boys. Boys need a A time, but us girls need a AA time. &lt;u&gt;SOME&lt;/u&gt; people that I know are definetly going, blasting every one with AAA's and AAAA's. But the moment I turn thirteen, everythings going to change, the ages, the competition, 13 year olds will be competing with 15, 16, 17, 18 yeah olds. I feel uncapable. Before ending my blog though, I've got some news-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We got Second in the softball tournament. Our last tournament in 2 weeks time ( Same day as my important swim meet) is the last chance we can get one of those gold trophies! Yikies. I'll be strikin with nervosity (&lt;s&gt;its not a word, don't worry&lt;/s&gt; Omg is it a word-&lt;a href="http://www.thefreedictionary.com/nervosity"&gt;Check&lt;/a&gt; and I thought I just made it up!) I got a silver scary ugly looking trophy, glad it doesnt stare at me. Its got a really bad pig nose though, but a trophy is a ttrophy and we won it :). I sought a air ball in the outfield. Very proud!&lt;br /&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/4312793419733538214-5982541629888140211?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/5982541629888140211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=5982541629888140211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/5982541629888140211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/5982541629888140211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/07/rabbits-coming-today.html' title='Rabbits coming today!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-3663909206534322033</id><published>2008-06-27T14:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T15:17:10.335-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Library time and... guess who?</title><content type='html'>So I redeemed my reading crap from the library yesterday, and I unfortunatly redeemed my prizes from some absent minded person. It was a black guy that looked like he was sneering at me the whole time and talked like a woman. S/he had a light voice (I'll call him Sally) and talked real slow. I can guess Sally probably hasnt done this before because he was all unsure about what to do and he forgot to give me a printing coupon so I went back to him a reminded him.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to see Sally ever again. People like Sally delay my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the bright side, I got this red/orange bag (I can't tell waht color it is, its red without extreme light, but then if you put it in light it looks bright orange) a cool 64 mb flash disk, a coupon for a free wendy's cheeseburger and a printing coupon that the librarian almost forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I borrowed eleven books (I think, or was it nine?) and happily frolicked home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But 20 seconds ago woah..&lt;br /&gt;I just finished writing my blog and my dad disturbed me by telling my crappy Chinese jokes.&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate it when your parents are so cheesy?&lt;br /&gt;I just laughed along with him sarcastically.&lt;br /&gt;Then my dad talked about Swimming and one topic made him jump to another, especially about my diving. And because when I dive, I usually get readly later than the others. When the person in front of me begins to dive, then I put my goggles on and step on the block. But I guess my dad had a problem with that too so he started screaming at me that Im always slower than eveyone else. And when I dive, I try to push myself off the block, you know like push forward but I really dont know how so my dad thinks Im not even trying. Then he said that I probably don't care about any of my sports and I don't want to try harder to get better. Now really? WTF mate! I mean, Im so pissed off! I was just pretty happy 20 minutes ago but thanks to him, my mood is now ruined. Every topic makes him go off on another, I should video tape him one day and let you judge him yourself. He gets mad himself screaming at me. Best I don't say anything or else he'll say "I dont like your attitude" and go off about his disrepctful I am to parents now. But if I dont say a word, he'll get pissed off and tell me to listen.&lt;br /&gt;The way he talks, its hard not to hear him, even though I don't want to. I could post the order he does these things but I better not now. If you ever meet my dad, try not to stand near him when he talks to you. Gosh he made all this snot come out of my nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember how it started actually. He read about this girl in the newspaper and how he thought I could be like her and when I said I didnt care, he said something like "Well you should" and turned around to leave. But then he turned right back and said more and turned around to leave. And he turned around again and started his blabber hour and just couldnt stop. I want to kick him right in his area to show him what I think of him. Seriously. The older my dad gets, the more confused and ingorant he gets. Well Im putting this newspaper elsewhere so he wont be reminded. The only thing I can say now is "what a dumbass". I hate when these tiny things lead to huge deals. I was sooo annoyed. I hope to never talk to him again. There's no point. He won't listen to me, he'll just talk and talk and talk and talk about me and how I do everything wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. Its nice to get things out like that.I seriously want to kick him hard and throw his nasty little cigarettes away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-3663909206534322033?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/3663909206534322033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=3663909206534322033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/3663909206534322033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/3663909206534322033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/06/library-time.html' title='Library time and... guess who?'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-3737393252571022194</id><published>2008-06-20T23:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T23:22:37.474-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hah up to 25 hours</title><content type='html'>Ok I got the final prize, the &lt;a href="http://www.libraryloft.org/tsr/2008%2025%20hour%20-%20flash%20drive%20&amp;amp;%20printing.pdf"&gt;25 hour flash drive prize&lt;/a&gt;! Yayy! I havent printed it out yet, I will in a moment. Im at a sleepover at mah cousins.&lt;br /&gt;she's got a cute rabbit Mocha ;).But this laptop/computer (its really thick for a laptop) is laggy and slowish so yeah... But Im still reading!&lt;br /&gt;Any hoo, I'm still kinda bored. Have you got anything to share about your day?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-3737393252571022194?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/3737393252571022194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=3737393252571022194' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/3737393252571022194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/3737393252571022194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/06/hah-up-to-25-hours.html' title='Hah up to 25 hours'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-359206616504672681</id><published>2008-06-18T22:36:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T23:30:31.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'>God or science?</title><content type='html'>I had a sleepover yesterday with a friend who &lt;em&gt;truly&lt;/em&gt; believed in God, and Jesus as his/her savior. I admire her for her strong beliefs, but when she tried to convince me that Jesus too, was my savior, I had no Idea what to say. So this is the beginning of my rant today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past years, Me and my brother have no strong beliefs. We both agree on being atheists, but way back deep in my heart, I don't know, would God damn me to hell? (Ha I hope not)&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to know if I could ever go to Heaven and not believe in God, or not accept Jesus as my savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents, on having us, we weren't so big on God anyways, so I guess we were never "exposed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And answer from most people who go to church is "of course not!", and the answer from other atheists is "Only God brings Heaven and Hell. If you truly don't believe in God, Heaven and Hell do not exist."&lt;br /&gt;Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of families get their children into God early, sending them to Sunday school and listening to the preacher preach in Church. So since that's the only life the children have lived, that's what they will believe for the rest of their lives. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have noticed many facts, many little things that God and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;exilers&lt;/span&gt; have missed.&lt;br /&gt;First of all- Science contradicts some of the things in the Bible, main one being evolution. For my to truly believe in God or not to truly believe in God, I want the answer to my question- Is evolution real? Its a theory, but supported by many facts. So of course, I asked this guy who volunteered at a church if he knew, but the only answer he gave was that he believed in both. But before I asked him, I asked a woman, to see her opinion. She told me that believing in Evolution was like believing in the Devil. No, scratch that- Believing in Evolution&lt;u&gt; is&lt;/u&gt; believing in the Devil. And so far, to this day, I have not yet found an answer to my question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, How did all the other religions form? Did Christianity originally begin, and a bunch of traitors suddenly started to believe in Islam? Or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;buddah&lt;/span&gt;? (Buddha?) If so, these religions have been alive for thousands of years, so why hasn't God done something? Maybe he should have killed these "traitors", or meddled with their conscious to switch back to Christianity?&lt;br /&gt;So all religions believe if you don't believe in that religion, you're messed up and going to hell. Unless you believe in something peaceful, like Confucius, or Taoism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And third - wheres all this proof of God?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, billions of people throughout the world believe in him but wheres the actual proof that he was there? Can you actually believe others experiences? I mean on TV, I remember this girl who had some sort of accident, and when her mom sang bible songs to her, she dreamed the Jesus picked her up and cured her. But how do we know that she dreamed it? Had God done anything in the world that thousands of non believers or kinda in between people like me have seen?&lt;br /&gt;Not yet.&lt;br /&gt;But if you ask someone who believes in God, yes yes and yes again. Is there a real answer out in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth reason, check the news! All these wars were about religion too! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Suni&lt;/span&gt; and Shiites, Jews, Muslims, whats wrong with the world? Isn't God the blame? If he's not than what is? I mean, you can't possibly blame the people, they believe in God. Put yourself in their shoes. Believing in Allah or Buddha is correct in every way God is correct to Christians! So they fight for what the believe in. But is it really worth it? Is God worth it for thousands to die, kill and be killed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the real thing is, believe in God or not were all the same people. Yeah, I know, people who believe in God might be looked upon as more innocent, have a more clean image (maybe) and respectful etc.etc. but In my opinion, I truly truly &lt;strong&gt;truly &lt;/strong&gt;believe they are the same. I mean, people who believe in God still say "Oh My God!" and commit the same "sins" as people who don't believe in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in school, one of the girls I less favored who's parents have believed in God and grandparents and from generations before her cheated from a test. We were having a vocabulary test and she pretended to rummage in her book bag for a pencil and she stole a bunch of looks at her flash cards. She rummage for quite a long time, and I swear I could hear the sound of her shuffling through her cards. Plus she took her card case out and set it on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also heard things like "God won't come to you, You can only come to God"&lt;br /&gt;But that's probably bad for me because I'm the type of person that likes to try it out before I actually decide (Yeah I know I have to decide to try first but that's not the point) And if God doesn't come to me and show me his true powers, what will happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure plenty of famous people also don't worry about God too much, do they go to hell as well?&lt;br /&gt;And how bad is Hell?&lt;br /&gt;A place of fire to burn people for eternity? Bloody wars and eternal battles or sinful people?&lt;br /&gt;And why cant a perfectly good girl who doesn't believe in God go to heaven? Isn't that what God wants? Perfectly good children/adults/humans living in his world??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a good friend of mine even stole from a store!&lt;br /&gt;Not like anything of value of course but that just proves that God believers aren't as innocent as you think! And if you disagree, I want to hear your thoughts. Can you answer my questions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, there's only two things.&lt;br /&gt;God and his science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And it would be VERY much appreciated if people who do believe in God stop forcing people who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; believe in God to believe in him. Think of it to be that everyone is free to believe who they want to. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But also you can think of it as this- Its not possible to not believe in God and go to heaven because Heaven is Gods "thing" . If you don't believe in God, you don't believe in heaven. There is no heaven.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-359206616504672681?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/359206616504672681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=359206616504672681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/359206616504672681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/359206616504672681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/06/god-or-science.html' title='God or science?'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-3433598196033835584</id><published>2008-06-16T16:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T16:45:52.902-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The 15 hours reward</title><content type='html'>Hah! I got the &lt;a href="http://www.libraryloft.org/tsr/2008%2015%20hour%20-%20drawstring%20backpack.pdf"&gt;15 hour reward.&lt;/a&gt; Heh.&lt;br /&gt;So, about the game yesterday, we go knocked out of the tournament. And my finger got knocked out of color by the ball.  I've got so much to rave on about, I warn you, I probably wont make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coach wont let me play infield, because he thinks I'm not suitable so I played centerfield the WHOLE frikin game. SO thats how the ball killed my pointer finger as I went to retrieve the ball that had just been hit. So its all puffy, purple and slightly green. We've still got practice, and the coach expects us all to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its bugging me because he (the coach) thinks that he can boss me and my family around and tell me what position I can be, I can play 1st base, 2nd, and third! and maybe shortstop. (Havent tried that position). My dad has asked, I'll try to ask today, IDK, why wont he listen to me?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My finger hurts so bad, I can't do anything.&lt;br /&gt;Cant play flute&lt;br /&gt;nor Piano&lt;br /&gt;nor swim&lt;br /&gt;and I havent tried throwing a ball, but im guesing that it would hurt (with sarcasm)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-3433598196033835584?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/3433598196033835584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=3433598196033835584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/3433598196033835584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/3433598196033835584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/06/15-hours-reward.html' title='The 15 hours reward'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-3592535366431331259</id><published>2008-06-15T11:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T12:01:07.471-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Winning streak!</title><content type='html'>So the allstars thing was a success. Well, not the tournament -yet. Today at 3, its gunna happen. Both of the games were soo good. I really needed to hit a homerun on the ball :(.  Or maybe hit the ball. Our team is tight, we're all pretty good friends. SO maybe thats why we play pretty well. And our upstairs aur conditioning is now fixed, woo pee! Our teams #1 seated. I must go now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-3592535366431331259?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/3592535366431331259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=3592535366431331259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/3592535366431331259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/3592535366431331259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/06/winning-streak.html' title='Winning streak!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-3562563678403206854</id><published>2008-06-13T13:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T16:48:19.447-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Joined summer reading club- Sign up incentive</title><content type='html'>Ok, do I joined the summer reading club at my library. Borrreed :.&lt;br /&gt;(Linda youre so funny!) How about $4 ?!&lt;br /&gt;I have to read 25 hours this summer... urgh.. And they gave me a Sign-up&lt;a href="http://www.libraryloft.org/tsr/2008%20Sign-up%20Wendy%27s%20voucher.pdf"&gt; incentive&lt;/a&gt;... We get a free cheeseburger (explains the fat kids in america) and a fine wavier up to $5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I borrowed a whole bunch of books yesterday, and they finally renovated the library, theres a self checkout now. Here's my favorite part - when the receipt comes out :) :) :). Then it goes fachink and cuts and you pull it out. Its really neat! Hehe, yeah, thats about how I spent yesterday. I guess I getter go, my air conditioning upstairs stinks (broke). Its sooo hot. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-3562563678403206854?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/3562563678403206854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=3562563678403206854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/3562563678403206854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/3562563678403206854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/06/joined-summer-reading-club.html' title='Joined summer reading club- Sign up incentive'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-3955391462557082887</id><published>2008-06-07T22:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T22:09:01.675-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A weird quote</title><content type='html'>Sex is like math,&lt;br /&gt;add the bed,&lt;br /&gt;Subtract the clothes,&lt;br /&gt;divide the clothes,&lt;br /&gt;and pray to God that you dont multiply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeirrd?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-3955391462557082887?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/3955391462557082887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=3955391462557082887' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/3955391462557082887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/3955391462557082887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/06/weird-quote.html' title='A weird quote'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-4866193820553980368</id><published>2008-06-05T22:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T22:50:02.221-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Layout'/><title type='text'>New Layout!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;EDIT:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My softball coach&lt;u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;did not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; get fired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah, new layout again, and this time it was withing 2 weeks. Muah. Yeah yeah, school still hasnt ended, but I dont think we'll need to bring anything tomorrow. We're gettign our yearbooks tomorrow! 8th grade got theirs already, so I got a sneak peek.&lt;br /&gt;Its pretty interesting, but there are a bunch of flaws in it too, like some guy got thier picture in twice, I look like an butt (&lt;em&gt;seriously&lt;/em&gt;) and alot of my friends look strange. Every year, theres something wrong with my picture!! ARghh! and I pay $&lt;u&gt;18.28&lt;/u&gt; for it :(.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I think I spent enough time changing the layout, blog more tomorrow. I'm really sleepy now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that there isnt any homework though and our lockers are done. I shall never have a bottom locker again. (I hope not) Can't wait to take pictures of my friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-4866193820553980368?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/4866193820553980368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=4866193820553980368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/4866193820553980368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/4866193820553980368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-layout-in-matter-of-weeks.html' title='New Layout!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-8969645448041188602</id><published>2008-06-05T00:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T00:57:37.845-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusion</title><content type='html'>I found out what our team name means!&lt;br /&gt;Renegades:&lt;br /&gt;n.  &lt;br /&gt;One who rejects a religion, cause, allegiance, or group for another; a deserter.&lt;br /&gt;An outlaw; a rebel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, thats my softball teams name. So does that mean we're outlaws?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's been lots of drama going on with my coach this past 2 days. He quit, then he came back (sort of) and now he's on trial with the board members of our softball association. So heres what happened;&lt;br /&gt;During the allstars tryouts, for softball, he said that this girl (Katelyn I think) was already on the team before hand, just to get her going, but the girl took it seriously and told her parents too, so when she didnt make it in, she was mad. But the strange part- Originally, she made it in, but Morgan, this annoying blonde girl with glassess that threw sand in my eyes butted her(Katelyn) out of the team. I think Morgans mom had something to do with this though, she probably pressured my Coach into getting Morgan into the team and switching Katelyn out. Yesterday, the Coach quit, but came back but the mix-up with Kate still isnt finished. Katelyn still comes to practice, but shes not official, so her parents are mad, and supposedly our practice was cancelled today (although everybody came to practice anyways) and the Coach was put sort of on a trial with the Board members of our softball league.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im pretty much pooped out. What side will you take, the parents of my coachs?&lt;br /&gt;(comment please I want your opinion!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-8969645448041188602?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/8969645448041188602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=8969645448041188602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/8969645448041188602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/8969645448041188602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/06/confusion.html' title='Confusion'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-4822761205989059209</id><published>2008-06-03T23:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T23:57:27.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aha!</title><content type='html'>I have been rediscoverd- dead.&lt;br /&gt;The EOGs are over, and with my shockingly poop score, Im totally doofussed out. I scored &lt;strong&gt;6 &lt;/strong&gt;points away from perfect score, and  I achieved&lt;strong&gt; 9&lt;/strong&gt; points higher than last year, but you know what? Im still unsatisfied. Still mad...&lt;br /&gt;Im the nerd who wants it all, but too lazy to work for it.&lt;br /&gt;Or am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to talk to you soon, Im on my dads computer (&lt;em&gt;and I really shouldnt be&lt;/em&gt;) and I've gots&lt;u&gt; lots&lt;/u&gt; of important things to write about! ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;notes-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. all star team&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mysterious coach quitter&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;COACH IS A QUITTER?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;3. AHH.. My fear of ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-4822761205989059209?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/4822761205989059209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=4822761205989059209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/4822761205989059209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/4822761205989059209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/06/aha.html' title='Aha!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-34226317495585899</id><published>2008-05-24T08:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T08:28:15.547-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gimme more</title><content type='html'>Sorry, I stink at making new title names, so I just typed what I was listening to in the blank spot :). I think that this layout is pretty though :). I feel really slow, I looked at some of my friends, and they were ALL A after A after A.&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain this, the  ranking things go from B to BB to A to AA to AAA to AAAA and it is &lt;em&gt;extremely&lt;/em&gt; difficult to get to AAAA, maybe 10 out of 100 people or less, and currently, Im not one of them ;). AAAA may be national, but Olympic cuts are... Yoww! Im only BB-A. Im starting to feel a little slow....&lt;br /&gt;One of my friends can do 50 fly in 28.53 seconds! Compared to my time, 46. something... but that was in January. I wonder what I can do now?&lt;br /&gt;Alright... the more I search, the more scary it get so I guess I should stop. I wonder if I ever could make it to the Olympics! IF I ever do though,  I'll be SO happy. Im not quite sure what I would do actually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And if you were wondering what the point was in this blog, I really dont know either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-34226317495585899?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/34226317495585899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=34226317495585899' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/34226317495585899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/34226317495585899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/05/gimme-more.html' title='Gimme more'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-5056979389186240768</id><published>2008-05-22T23:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T23:04:18.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Muhhuhuhuhua</title><content type='html'>I actually passed the writing test! Whipee!! I didnt do really well though :(&lt;br /&gt;ANd my archives don't seem to be working! (&lt;em&gt;If you wanted to check in my past blogs for reference about the darned writing test&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;New layout!&lt;br /&gt;Happy happy happppyy.&lt;br /&gt;but now its time to sleep, so tired...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-5056979389186240768?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/5056979389186240768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=5056979389186240768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/5056979389186240768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/5056979389186240768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/05/muhhuhuhuhua.html' title='Muhhuhuhuhua'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-1649390891596709108</id><published>2008-05-19T21:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T21:22:09.778-04:00</updated><title type='text'>EOG</title><content type='html'>First day of EOGs are over!&lt;br /&gt;One down, 2 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;As for my day, Im in a bit of a jam. You know, when ever there are new students, everyone has to be her friend and stuff? Yeah, thats whats happeing now. Its a bit annoying, I wish I could be more outgoing and make friends like fire... I guess its just because I don't talk alot. *sniffle* I ned more friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-1649390891596709108?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/1649390891596709108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=1649390891596709108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/1649390891596709108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/1649390891596709108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/05/eog.html' title='EOG'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-3975775827695107384</id><published>2008-05-17T18:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T19:55:56.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aloha</title><content type='html'>When was the last time posted?&lt;br /&gt;I dont even remember, but I don't have a long time to stay on either. Its test week next week, and I'm about dead. Something always goes wrong at that time but maybe not this year. Hopefully!&lt;br /&gt;I dont even remember a whole bunch of things that I've learned!&lt;br /&gt;But today we went to Wal mart to buy school supples :). I love new school supplies, they feel so new and perfect in your hands and it makes me feel happy. Until they get old and dirty, like what happens in my pencil case. Then you can donate them to the needy or a hobo on the streets to write their signs that say something like "Homeless. Need food and shelter. God bless you".&lt;br /&gt; Afterwards, we had a piano recital, which I probably totally screwed up on, and so did everyone else. Maybe there was only one person that didnt screw up, or at least we didnt know that they screwed up, but there was a ton of little kids who forgot thier piece! I think I did poorly as well, but yeh know what? I don't think anyone actually noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was especially embarrassing for the little kids because they would play maybe 1 quarter or half their song, then mess up, and play the first part again and then just look at the teacher. And the teacher just told them to take a bow, and one girl couldn't hear her so she stopped completely and leaned out of the piano to get a better view of the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was painful to watch them!&lt;br /&gt;Im glad that I actually survived though, I wouldnt want to mess up so badly that I had to stop. I didnt forget my piece.., lucky me ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-3975775827695107384?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/3975775827695107384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=3975775827695107384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/3975775827695107384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/3975775827695107384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/05/aloha.html' title='Aloha'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-5958946093538771774</id><published>2008-05-08T23:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T23:10:53.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Binding feet and broken bones</title><content type='html'>I am discusted. I'll describe in detail if you want to later I dont have time now, but I witnessed a guy break his arm badly today. It was &lt;u&gt;so&lt;/u&gt; gross. Lets say his arm did look like and arm anymore. How about that? Just a &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;twisted triangle&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I nearly&lt;strong&gt; vomited&lt;/strong&gt; when I saw this. He fell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And about binding feet... How people used to bind and &lt;strong&gt;break&lt;/strong&gt; their toes in China for beauty. For pain...&lt;br /&gt;Check out these if you wish. Its not gorey, just a pic of a bound feet. Its fine, looks &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;soo much&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; better than the broken arm that I saw today. I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;will &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;have night mares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehHSoyp0bac/RkoCYC8eOYI/AAAAAAAAADg/EsuJGWR-iFI/s320/boundfeet.JPG&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://j-whatshotwhatsnot.blogspot.com/2007/05/buying-new-shoeshot-feet-bindingnot.html&amp;amp;h=231&amp;amp;w=320&amp;amp;sz=16&amp;amp;tbnid=N-9qSJlcNZ0J:&amp;amp;tbnh=85&amp;amp;tbnw=118&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dbinding%2Bfeet&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=image_result&amp;amp;resnum=1&amp;amp;ct=image&amp;amp;cd=1"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://xmb.stuffucanuse.com/xmb/viewthread.php%3Faction%3Dattachment%26tid%3D3749%26pid%3D11011&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://xmb.stuffucanuse.com/xmb/viewthread.php%3Ftid%3D3749&amp;amp;h=344&amp;amp;w=249&amp;amp;sz=72&amp;amp;tbnid=ulmXITtXcOkJ:&amp;amp;tbnh=120&amp;amp;tbnw=87&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dbinding%2Bfeet&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=image_result&amp;amp;resnum=1&amp;amp;ct=image&amp;amp;cd=2"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;BTW:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;saw my video project. I think they thought it was pretty good, they clapped loudly but I don't know, no one really said much to me afterwards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-5958946093538771774?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/5958946093538771774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=5958946093538771774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/5958946093538771774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/5958946093538771774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/05/binding-feet-and-broken-bones.html' title='Binding feet and broken bones'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-8803183595436225280</id><published>2008-05-05T22:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T23:04:01.172-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Tony!</title><content type='html'>Today's my brothers birthday! Happy 15!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.saruna.net" target="new"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p270/sarunanet/saruna/glitters/bday/13.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate out and stuffed ourselves to death, and before that, I bought a Caravel Oreo Icre cream cookie cake for my brother, although I haven't paid yet. The guy messed up the writing though. I hope she forgets about the whole deal for me to pay, but I ate great and had a excellent time at the selected resturant, although the food I ate was sort of nasty. I drowned in cheese, so now when I think of cheese, it makes me feel so &lt;u&gt;sick&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Im about to go to sleep anyway now, gotta take off my dress shirt and skirt, I speciall dressed up for my brother, but it was stupid. I looked stupid.. *yawn* ok, yeah, It feels so late some how...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-8803183595436225280?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/8803183595436225280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=8803183595436225280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/8803183595436225280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/8803183595436225280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-tony.html' title='Happy Birthday Tony!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-638941521153683567</id><published>2008-05-04T21:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T22:07:32.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The game</title><content type='html'>The game today was horrible, and the day was as well. &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;I struck out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. I dont like taking about games that I strike out in, but seriously, I'm too good to strike out in "my" age... And one of our girls accidentally hit another girl with a bat when the pitcher pitched and it was called a strike. I guess that girl was a bit annoyed that the ump called it a strike so she turned around and made a practice swing really hard while looking at the coach and making an angry face. And the bat hit the catcher who was trying to pick up the dropped ball... which looked really really painful.&lt;br /&gt;And so the ending game, the coach was so mad that he said he was going to cancel practice on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;My question is, how the &lt;strong&gt;hell&lt;/strong&gt; can you get better if you dont practice?&lt;br /&gt;Only God shall know, kids... &lt;u&gt;SO&lt;/u&gt; about an hour ago, he sent an email to all of us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A change of plans for Wednesday practice. I had thought that it would be&lt;br /&gt;best to cancel practice and just play our last regular season game on Thursday&lt;br /&gt;night. After the game I spoke with a parent who helped me re -think what should&lt;br /&gt;be done rather than NOT practicing. We ARE on for Wednesday night ***pm to ***pm&lt;br /&gt;at **** for our Last practice of the season as the **********. We will go&lt;br /&gt;back to the basics at our last practice going over the fundamentals of catching,&lt;br /&gt;fielding and throwing. The girls only need to bring their gloves and wear their&lt;br /&gt;cleats for this practice.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I expected more from the girls than I should&lt;br /&gt;have and by doing so caused many  of them to think, and worry rather than&lt;br /&gt;just play and have fun.&lt;br /&gt;To the parent who gave me some GREAT information I&lt;br /&gt;really appreciate and respect who you are and what you stand for.  Thank&lt;br /&gt;you...&lt;br /&gt;Please let the girls read this message and know that I'm still crazy&lt;br /&gt;about them.&lt;br /&gt;See everyone Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;****.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I dont know. I wonder who that parent was... I know it wasnt mine. My dad was really mad a second ago. He was yelling really loud, and whenever he does that, the people around him try to finish whatever they're doing and head upstairs or away from him as quickly as possible. We were making dumplings in the kitchen as a family, something that we havent been doing for a &lt;u&gt;LONG&lt;/u&gt; while and my mom bought some beer that was "lite" tasting, but maybe too light for my dad so he drank &lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; cans of it and kinda got mad. FOr no reason at all! I really don't want to give out details since I'm too lazy too and its been a long day so I'll leave it to be here. But anyhoo, I dont want to see him or get involved with any conversation. Its too creepy. Plus, my dad was mainly yelling at my brother, and he even threatened to crush my brother's cello if he didnt get into the orchestra. I could tell by his voice that he was serious, and he yelled it to my mom too. And its my brother's birthday tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Parents don't know whats wrong with their kids, but&lt;em&gt; some&lt;/em&gt; parents should think whats wrong with themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-638941521153683567?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/638941521153683567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=638941521153683567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/638941521153683567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/638941521153683567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/05/game.html' title='The game'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-9178518402338213041</id><published>2008-05-03T16:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T16:47:16.381-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good cooks?</title><content type='html'>Howdy there, we won another game today, a great game yeh know!! I was just cooking friends and  burned them all so in a couple minutes, I gotta run!&lt;br /&gt;Todays game was awsome, and since we won, we got free pizza! After the next couple of weeks, I think I'll be pretty good off and I'll blog more often. I've got a swim meet next Saturday, and a softball game on the same day, about the same time, and then a birthday party and auditions for Junior Youth Orchestra... Oh dear, im about to slump, gotta run, the frieds are burning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-9178518402338213041?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/9178518402338213041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=9178518402338213041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/9178518402338213041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/9178518402338213041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/05/good-cooks.html' title='Good cooks?'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-141966085794115486</id><published>2008-04-29T22:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T22:50:31.965-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh dearie</title><content type='html'>Yeah, havent said anything for awhile. Im remaining a little quiet, been unlike myself for a bit, I m sure I'll get back to normal in the summer, Im feeling very stupid lately and all of this is overwelming, my activities and such... Im not willing to quit any though, its a boring life sitting at home gaining pounds all day anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-wqx4gpEeIk"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-wqx4gpEeIk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-141966085794115486?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/141966085794115486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=141966085794115486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/141966085794115486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/141966085794115486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-dearie.html' title='Oh dearie'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-7163771944339319938</id><published>2008-04-23T23:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T23:37:47.607-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework! Busy Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>Ah- So busy, I can't do anything at all for pleasure, sorry about not having an intersting thing to type, but life = #1 Priority. But, I cant say that we had our first victory in softball on Sunday the 20th!&lt;br /&gt; Whoopee!&lt;br /&gt;Now i better get to my homework, I haven't finished at all, I've just started and its 11:37. How will I get through the rest of my life?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-7163771944339319938?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/7163771944339319938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=7163771944339319938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/7163771944339319938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/7163771944339319938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/04/homework-busy-busy-busy.html' title='Homework! Busy Busy Busy'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-8147967782806626514</id><published>2008-04-18T16:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T21:18:44.802-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird parents &amp; the Givens!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;EDIT at 9:16 pm&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;:&lt;/em&gt; One of the givens brothers got cut off from the picture due to my blog fream being smaller than the picture. You can view it &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v327/suthrnsweete3/Eagle%20Rock%202004/?action=view&amp;amp;current=givens.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;EDIT at 9:11 pm&lt;/em&gt;: I just changed a somethings around on my site.. I got my ipod back thank GOD (I left it on a friends car). I also changed the color of the links... as you can see, and when you hover over them, the cursor turns into a blue sparkly thing. Oh yeah, better add the credits.. Totally forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and if you can't see the cursor, thats ok, that means your not using internet explorer. Don't go throught he trouble to download it, its really not worth it to view a cursor, but if you want you can go &lt;a href="http://www.microsoft.com/windows/products/winfamily/ie/default.mspx"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. :). If you are the special ones that are using explorer, a pretty cursor should appear as you hover over that link. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, my moms been acting strangely..&lt;br /&gt;I think I post too much personal info here, thats not toog ood, but anyways, my moms like mad at me for something, btu I have no idea. She's like "I know you talk about me, saying Im stupid and stuff" and Im like wtf?!? I have NO idea what she's talking about but shes really mad. Its kinda annoying though because she thinks I know what she's talking about, but I have no clue at all. Besides, Im addicted to &lt;a href="http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/twilightseries.html"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; books, but I havent read all of them!!! I've only read twilight and Im seriously addicted to the rest of themmmm! Hmm, and I also found a picture of my friends at my school, strange to see them on photobucket! Heres the picture my friend, Hala found on photobucket for me. Its really really weird because these were the triplets &lt;u&gt;4 years&lt;/u&gt; ago! And to see them now, its too much!&lt;br /&gt;They were &lt;u&gt;SO&lt;/u&gt; cute!&lt;br /&gt;Of course, they were maybe 9-10 back then, which doesnt seem to young (&lt;em&gt;it annoyed me &lt;strong&gt;alot&lt;/strong&gt; when people called me "little girl" and that was when I was 10. Surely there are people much older then me, so I'm younger, buts not "little"!&lt;/em&gt;) But now thier faces ahve changed sooo much. Its weird to see that! Ima gunna talk to them about this interesting discovery. I wonder if there are any more...&lt;br /&gt;And how did my friend find these anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v327/suthrnsweete3/Eagle%20Rock%202004/?action=view&amp;amp;current=givens.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="I love them!" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v327/suthrnsweete3/Eagle%20Rock%202004/givens.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/4312793419733538214-8147967782806626514?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/8147967782806626514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=8147967782806626514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/8147967782806626514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/8147967782806626514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/04/weird-parents.html' title='Weird parents &amp; the Givens!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-7294255977774725569</id><published>2008-04-15T17:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T22:32:46.021-04:00</updated><title type='text'>इंडियन... कूल!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;हिन्दी! घंदी इस ग्रेट!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lfOmDXdLp20&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lfOmDXdLp20&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-7294255977774725569?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/7294255977774725569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=7294255977774725569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/7294255977774725569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/7294255977774725569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='इंडियन... कूल!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-5155316118049744140</id><published>2008-04-15T17:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T17:44:20.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>E=mc2</title><content type='html'>Mariah Carey's E=mc2 album is out- Emancipation= Mariah Carey to the second power....&lt;br /&gt;Thats a really creative name actually ;).  Im gunna edit my video some today, theres really not much to talk about though, alot of boring things that you dont need to know ;.&lt;br /&gt;I have swimming at 6:30, its 5:41 at the moment, I may be in time to  catch something to eat (my mom's baking potatoes) and then skiddle off to swimming later, but I need some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;These days I get so tired, I can't even hear my alarm clock waking me up! I used to wake up even before it started calling me each morning because I was freaked out my the Err Err Err noise it made, like when you get a answer wrong on a quiz show.&lt;br /&gt;Strange huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-5155316118049744140?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/5155316118049744140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=5155316118049744140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/5155316118049744140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/5155316118049744140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/04/emc2.html' title='E=mc2'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-7333975821139617279</id><published>2008-04-14T22:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T22:17:11.165-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Youtube videos ;)</title><content type='html'>I was looking up youtube videos and found these pretty funny, especially the chin one, but here they are:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rdV8stKInVQ&amp;amp;NR=1&lt;br /&gt;-man with funny faces&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ga8f2MPvyzM&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;chin people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here is my video premeires.. its not finished in the least,but you can see my progress :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9NBd4ssUI2E&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9NBd4ssUI2E&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-7333975821139617279?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/7333975821139617279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=7333975821139617279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/7333975821139617279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/7333975821139617279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/04/youtube-videos.html' title='Youtube videos ;)'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-7749784370459259504</id><published>2008-04-13T17:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T17:04:31.674-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A bad day for me</title><content type='html'>This must be a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;AHh, I can't type anything because SOMEONE won't let me type anything... gay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-7749784370459259504?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/7749784370459259504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=7749784370459259504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/7749784370459259504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/7749784370459259504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/04/bad-day-for-me.html' title='A bad day for me'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-2850881044837949454</id><published>2008-04-12T10:27:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T10:54:42.382-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I made a meez. Again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;script TYPE="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;// copyright 1999 Idocs, Inc. http://www.idocs.com/tags/&lt;br /&gt;// Distribute this script freely, but please keep this &lt;br /&gt;// notice with the code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;var rollOverArr=new Array();&lt;br /&gt;function setrollover(OverImgSrc,pageImageName)&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;br /&gt;if (! document.images)return;&lt;br /&gt;if (pageImageName == null)&lt;br /&gt;    pageImageName = document.images[document.images.length-1].name;&lt;br /&gt;rollOverArr[pageImageName]=new Object;&lt;br /&gt;rollOverArr[pageImageName].overImg = new Image;&lt;br /&gt;rollOverArr[pageImageName].overImg.src=OverImgSrc;&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;function rollover(pageImageName)&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;br /&gt;if (! document.images)return;&lt;br /&gt;if (! rollOverArr[pageImageName])return;&lt;br /&gt;if (! rollOverArr[pageImageName].outImg)&lt;br /&gt;    {&lt;br /&gt;    rollOverArr[pageImageName].outImg = new Image;&lt;br /&gt;    rollOverArr[pageImageName].outImg.src = document.images[pageImageName].src;&lt;br /&gt;    }&lt;br /&gt;document.images[pageImageName].src=rollOverArr[pageImageName].overImg.src;&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;function rollout(pageImageName)&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;br /&gt;if (! document.images)return;&lt;br /&gt;if (! rollOverArr[pageImageName])return;&lt;br /&gt;document.images[pageImageName].src=rollOverArr[pageImageName].outImg.src;&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;//--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="" onMouseOver="rollover('home')" onMouseOut="rollout('home')"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg" NAME="home" ALT="" BORDER="0"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script TYPE="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;setrollover("http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm171/mls_rawr/Icons/thththbubblegumtwigg.png");&lt;br /&gt;//--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I made a meez for anyone who cares ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my adobe flash player works again! (whoop)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im also playing that game, runescape again, It had been a long time since Ive played it, 168 days ago. :o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just fishing lobsters for food and money, for you guys that have played the game... Im so bored, just looking for something to do. Any suggestions???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-2850881044837949454?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/2850881044837949454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=2850881044837949454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/2850881044837949454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/2850881044837949454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-made-meez-again.html' title='I made a meez. Again.'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-6963724119605212155</id><published>2008-04-11T12:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T15:40:43.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>About me</title><content type='html'>My name is Linda, and I am the webmisstress of Vivid-opals.blogspot.com!&lt;br /&gt;I started this Vivid-opals on Saturday, September 29, but before that, it used to be &lt;a href="http://www.the-golden-part.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.the-golden-part.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; because I thought there would be alot of great things in my life that I could blog here, but the name ended up being too long so I chose vivid-opals. In this about me page, I arranged it into a couple categories, so I dont have to put links everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;How the site came to be:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new site name, Vivid-opals has been up for maybe 5-6 months, I'm not exactly sure because back then, I really wanted a website, not a blog site.&lt;br /&gt;Even though I still blogged, I never kept track of anything and constantly wanted changes to be done in my blog, it never looked so pro like most of my affies.&lt;br /&gt;SO it started out as "The-golden-part" but after awhile, I got bored with the name, and wanted a fresh start. So I changed the name, and started to look for affies, my blog was getting zero hits, and most affie sites required at least 200 a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to look long and hard to find the affies that I have today, so thank you affies for having me, I appreciate it :).&lt;br /&gt;I'm still wanting a domain though, if there are any deals, please tell me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="376" src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u138/meerca_95_05/HappinessShowsGreenly.jpg" width="250" /&gt; &lt;u&gt;More about me...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not very old, still a kid, but since there are thousands of online predators, I prefer not to say my full name, nor state my age, although lots of you may know by now, based on my pictures and my blogs.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just leave you to wonder about it, k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u138/meerca_95_05/Innocence.jpg" width="376" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;I love blogging, I love it when people I don't know from the web and around the world come to me and say hello, it makes me feel wonderfull!&lt;br /&gt;Its also great to know people are actually reading my blog, so thats why you comment.&lt;br /&gt;Im glad that people do, but it also helps if you comment on others peoples sites too :).&lt;br /&gt;I love art, its my life as well as softball, swimming (not so much, but maybe with a better coach) and school.&lt;br /&gt;I totally love it when I squish paint around in my fingers, and mash it on a piece of paper, then call it abstract. I've done it before and I &lt;u&gt;will&lt;/u&gt; do it over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://digital-photography-school.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/03/paint.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;I also like reading other peoples blogs, ususally, they're all better writers than me. I tend to skip around alot, more than other writers do, but thats probably what my teachers try to tell me - That I have my own "style", which also means that I suck at writing, I will never sell a book, but I love writing anyways. *Whoop whoop*&lt;br /&gt;Now for some random facts about meee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Linda" src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u138/meerca_95_05/Mwah-LindablendRedBg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The random fact list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I like photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;~ I like David (a guy at my school, but I guess the crush is fading away..)&lt;br /&gt;~ When ever I talk about something that I think you don't know, I start explaining it for a long time, but it leaves you more confused than before.&lt;br /&gt;~I chat on gmail and aim 24/7&lt;br /&gt;~ I have desires for more aim buddies!&lt;br /&gt;~ I can only text 300 a month. Help me expand? Email me @ &lt;a href="mailto:watermelon.blob@gmail.com"&gt;watermelon.blob@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~  I don't go the the Y very much, even though I have a membership. *gasp*&lt;br /&gt;~ I like blue berry muffins&lt;br /&gt;~ I was once a pitcher on my softball team, but I only threw 3 strikes in one inning. Now I suck, I can't pitch at all.&lt;br /&gt;~ I sleep to much on vacationed days, but I sleep too little on school nights.&lt;br /&gt;~ I never watch my weight, I love eating fatty foods, but I still at least weigh in the 100 range. Not 110,120, thats overweight for my size I guess, but Im purely muscle baby! Just look at my arms :).&lt;br /&gt;~ In all of these pictures you've seen, I haven't worn any makeup. (I hate that stuff, especially when you mess up)&lt;br /&gt;~ I love calling and emailing, but I prefer people from the web to comment only.&lt;br /&gt;~ I want more affies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO now you know a WHOLE bunch about me.&lt;br /&gt;I still dont know anything about you!&lt;br /&gt;How about you take a second and comment? Tell me about youreself, I want to know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s167.photobucket.com/albums/u138/meerca_95_05/?action=view&amp;current=Laidback.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u138/meerca_95_05/Laidback.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-6963724119605212155?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/6963724119605212155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=6963724119605212155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6963724119605212155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6963724119605212155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2011/01/about-me.html' title='About me'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-8192177804046490469</id><published>2008-04-11T11:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T12:12:36.151-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some pictures</title><content type='html'>I went to a studio yesterday and got my photo tooken a million times. I don't think its safe to put my picture online really, because there are so many online predators and crappy people that try to molest you and track you down from the internet, but these pictures are actually something Im proud of. I'll add an about me section. I felt bored enough to do so anyways and I might add some of those studio pictures- who knows, why dont you check it out?&lt;br /&gt;Here's one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u138/meerca_95_05/EnvyGreen-Brightbonquetstaring.jpg"&gt;http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u138/meerca_95_05/EnvyGreen-Brightbonquetstaring.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't quite added the about my link yet but that will be coming alot shortly so If you see a link under the about me section, its probably what you think it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so far, I've been doing a video project, its not going too well, I have no idea how to add secondary sources, and I can't view my vids on youtube because I can't get flash player installed!&lt;br /&gt;Very maddening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-8192177804046490469?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/8192177804046490469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=8192177804046490469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/8192177804046490469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/8192177804046490469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/04/some-pictures.html' title='Some pictures'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-4094379356224552628</id><published>2008-04-11T00:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T11:45:11.389-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Animal Testing</title><content type='html'>Hey there, I've got a intersting topic to Post about today. Animal Testing.&lt;br /&gt;Millions of people are against it, but why?&lt;br /&gt;I personally half disagree with this, but Im also sorta neutral. (Make sense?)&lt;br /&gt;You see, They are trying to find a cure for all these diseases, and they use little animals that they specifically breed to find a cure. If your mom, dad, brother, sister ect. loved ones lets say were diagnosed witha terminal illness, wouldnt YOU want a cure?&lt;br /&gt;Would you want medicines to be tested on other humans?&lt;br /&gt;What do you think will happen then?&lt;br /&gt;If we never testedon animals, we'll never find cures unless we tested on Humans. ANd there arent enough Humans to go around ya'll.&lt;br /&gt;I might make it sound like every animal is just a little smoothie and if you put something into that smoothie and it taste bad, you throw it away and get a new smoothie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO.&lt;/strong&gt; Im not trying to make it sound like that either, Animals have feelings, but dont we have feelings too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the OTHER side, because of all these medicines, humans are dominating the world, creating Global warming and messing up the whole world. Well, if there werent these medicines, the human population would be even, they would die normally, just like in the caveman days and there would be no global warming, not as many cars and crap. Then there wouldnt be animal testing, but still alot more other things going on anyways, but wouldnt that be better?&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;certanly&lt;/em&gt; don't want to live to the days when Africa will disappear into desert, or when the Polar caps melt every summer, but the time is coming in a matter of years, and I will live through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email me @ watermelon.blob@gmail.com, or comment below.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you &lt;u&gt;t h i n k &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And heres the site I that got me to rant about this:&lt;br /&gt;http://pic5.piczo.com/hmak0?g=32483315&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-4094379356224552628?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/4094379356224552628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=4094379356224552628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/4094379356224552628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/4094379356224552628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/04/animal-testing.html' title='Animal Testing'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-4824127606919222572</id><published>2008-04-07T15:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T15:56:31.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Animations?</title><content type='html'>I made some random Icons previews below, can you beleive, 2 icons took me 3 hours! The first one was a test, and so was the 2nd one, They didnt turn out as good as I explected but that alright :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u138/meerca_95_05/Got-bowled.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u138/meerca_95_05/Got-bowled.gif"&gt;http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u138/meerca_95_05/Got-bowled.gif&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u138/meerca_95_05/smiley.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u138/meerca_95_05/smiley.gif"&gt;http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u138/meerca_95_05/smiley.gif&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got 105 songs! But I left my iPod on my friends car... Eugh, I'll get it back on wednesday ( She better remember!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-4824127606919222572?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/4824127606919222572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=4824127606919222572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/4824127606919222572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/4824127606919222572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/04/animations.html' title='Animations?'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-6343792455136191805</id><published>2008-04-05T19:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T19:12:32.827-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>I spent another 4 hours getting music- I've got 90 songs on my iTunes so far, ready to be plugged onto my iPod. I've got albums from everywhere, Britney Spears, Aly&amp;AJ, Cris brown, Colbie Colliat, just to name a few. :). Im having a blast, I hope you liked my wood grain tutorial, I spent half an hour on that. You know, to think about it, people who own website design sites spend 500-700 hours on their work each year! (Depends how often they update)There are 8 765.81277 hours in a year by the way.&lt;br /&gt;!! Gasp!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-6343792455136191805?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/6343792455136191805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=6343792455136191805' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6343792455136191805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6343792455136191805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/04/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-5807111356397356458</id><published>2008-04-05T15:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T00:17:56.232-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tutorials'/><title type='text'>Tutorial for wood grain</title><content type='html'>This is a tutorial for wood grain, its very easy, requires no layers and takes about 5 minutes to make. It does require very basic knowledge of photoshop, such as where some tools are but nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;It takes a LONG time to do all this so &lt;u&gt;please&lt;/u&gt; respect my work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've searched long and hard for free wood grain patterns, but I have never seen any &lt;strong&gt;free&lt;/strong&gt; wood grain patterns, you'll have to buy them on sites like fotosearch so I decided to create a subsitute that will work just as well :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Open a file in photoshop and make it around 300x300 or a good size to work with and you can title it anything, Wood, Wood grain, grain... ect. Then press OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Next you want to make the base of the wood, any color you want your wood to be, I have #844c0a but you can make your color any type of a woodish color, in the brown to brownish red tones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Click on the paint bucket tool and fill the background with your color. (If you cannot find the paint bucket tool, you probably have a photoshop in the CS series so click on and hold on the gradient tool until a rectangle pops up next to it with 2 choices, gradients and paint bucket. Click on the paint bucket tool and color your blank square in.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Now your background is a brown color, go to the top of the screen where it has all the things like File, Edit, Image, Layer etc.. and go to Filter&gt; Noise&gt; Add noise. Then check uniform, set the amount to 20% and check monochromatic. Then click OK. Match my setting in the image shown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u138/meerca_95_05/Untitled-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Then go to Filter&gt;Blur&gt;Gaussian Blur and set the radius to around 1.5 pixels. Too much will make it too blurry, too less will make really sharp, but you can have sharp wood if you desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Wood isnt &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; grainy so to straighten it out some, Go to Filter&gt;Blur&gt;Motion blur and set that to an angle of 90 and blur around 18. I have mine at 18, but it also looks good at 38, just more smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. There you go, you made your own piece of wood! Now you can tile it to make backgrounds, layouts, etc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finished product:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u138/meerca_95_05/smoothwood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-5807111356397356458?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/5807111356397356458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=5807111356397356458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/5807111356397356458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/5807111356397356458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/04/tutorial-for-wood-grain.html' title='Tutorial for wood grain'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-2198533697502092106</id><published>2008-04-05T11:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T15:27:48.098-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Photoshop help?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;*note:&lt;/strong&gt; We didn't win the softball game, it was the closest game in the world. our pitcher overthrew 1st base and the person who was supposed to be out on 1st base got a homerun. There was 2 outs already!! So CLOSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any hoo, I had alot of work to be done on photoshop lately. Everything got messed up because my scratch disks were full and I still dont know how to clear them because everything I searched on google was all messed up and gay. So do any of you guys know anything about how to clear a scratch disk on Adobe photoshop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Next thing is, I'll add some tutorials and other poo, I'll teach you guys how to make a wood carving image :). It looks quite cool, but i didn't come up with the idea, my mom borrowed this photoshop tutorial book and I'm just getting some ideas to make a cool tutorial. I hope you like em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent 4 hours today cleaning crap on my computer to make room for scratch disk space, and then my dear dad took over and deleted adobe photoshop by accident.&lt;br /&gt;Now since Ive reinstalled it, I'll make a tutorial for you :). Its my first big accomplishment, yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-2198533697502092106?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/2198533697502092106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=2198533697502092106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/2198533697502092106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/2198533697502092106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/04/photoshop-help.html' title='Photoshop help?'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-6877572786736728095</id><published>2008-04-02T16:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T17:14:26.235-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Softball game today!</title><content type='html'>Theres a softball game today (DUH, its in the title) but Im getting picked up by our pitcher on our team since both my parents are busy which is why Im home alone right now. I knew I should have posted yesterday, in time for April Fools so I can get a chance to fool you all (although all you guys are smarter than me and would probably know I'm totally not joking.. Right?)&lt;br /&gt;I had picture day today but I think my picture is messed up. Im probably not going to buy it, I never do. Plus, this year I especially looked atrocious. Every year, something messess up my picture, like a bit of blue fuzz in my hair, a enlargement of my elbow, messy hair. bad smile, puffed eyes... so I decided to dress in something that I think looked really good, Im sure the guys didn't mind, neither did most people, but the people who thought they were all popular and wear Hollister all the time asked my why I was wearing a granny shirt. Wtf. I'll take a picture of the shirt NOW if you want to know what it looks like. And I am listening to the Ipod, which explains the strings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u138/meerca_95_05/CIMG1393.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are YOUR thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;You see, I worked out a idea/solution to why these people say these kinds of things, seriously, GRANNY SHIRT? Grannies dont even wear pullovers most of the time. They always button up.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, people like them have no style to begin with, all they wear is hollister or american eagle, they dont even need to worry about mathching and ohter clothes complications because every shirt is the same thing over and over again, a dulled color with the stores name on it. And with dull colors, you can match almost anything together. No one else said it looked like a greanny shirt. And Sarah said :" Your wearing so much pink, its almost annoying" but you could totally tell how she was jealous, her tone, her face (Just some background information, shes not... "slim") and she was looking at my legs compared to hers, which was kinda awkard, but it made me feel sorta sad. It does make me sad when people say " Clothes aren't everything" because when you're in middle school, it is.&lt;br /&gt;In high school, everyone gets more mature, but in my middle school bus.. Well, every girl on my bus is a bitch anyway, no one cares about losers like them, even if they still do hurt you. I look forward to haing my OWN sense of style thank you very much, and not wearing name brands, I think I can wear wal-mart or target for the rest of my life because their designers have STYLE.&lt;br /&gt;I also think the society is messed up, Im starting to see ELEMENTARY SCHOOL kids wear Victoria's secret. Are you kidding me?!? DO you see what kind of things are on their website? Its almost like playboy! (maybe not.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u138/meerca_95_05/CIMG1353.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u138/meerca_95_05/CIMG1357.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I better go now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-6877572786736728095?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/6877572786736728095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=6877572786736728095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6877572786736728095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6877572786736728095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/04/softball-game-today.html' title='Softball game today!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-4360571130650528973</id><published>2008-03-29T22:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T22:53:20.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hair is GREEN</title><content type='html'>Beleive it or not, my hair is green! I woke up today and I felt strange so I went to the bathroom, flicked on the lights and...&lt;br /&gt;BAM!&lt;br /&gt;My hair was messed up!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Ok, Just kidding, it wasnt green when I woke up. But it was sprayed green today at some kind of opening day for softball. I specifically requested green all over with a yellow tip on my ponytail, apparently the yellow didnt show up, or they forgot.&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, at the softball opening day, we had alot of fun! (yes, very descriptive) We had to buy tickets though, it was a fundraiser, but luckily, it was $5 for 10 tickets, and 10 tickets is by far enough for the whole 3 hours I was there. I won 2 packs of cupcakes or one dozen cupcakes (six in ea. pack) for doing a cake walk where you walk in a circle with numbers on the ground while they play music and when the music stops, you step on a number and the people at the booth call out the number and if that number is the one you are standing on, then you get to pick a cake out of like the 30 cakes they have! I spent 2 tickets there, won cakes both times...&lt;br /&gt;Then I played in a weird inflatable bouncy obstacle course- I scraped my elbow really bad and I was racing another person that unfortunately I lost...&lt;br /&gt;Aanndd..&lt;br /&gt;I put in 2 tickets to try to dunk my coach in the dunking booth with freezing cold waters (man he's got muscle!) but I missed although my coach did get dunked 7 times by little t-ball players and some of my other friends ;).&lt;br /&gt;SO the day ended pretty well, and now I have to go take a shower my hairs still green, and my mom doesnt like my green hair. She claims I look like a granny. Since when do old people have green and black hair?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-4360571130650528973?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/4360571130650528973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=4360571130650528973' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/4360571130650528973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/4360571130650528973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-hair-is-green.html' title='My Hair is GREEN'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-3584463220987763301</id><published>2008-03-25T14:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T14:35:21.257-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I made a layout!!</title><content type='html'>Ok well... I made a layout a moment ago, but I took it off since it looked so crappy. Click &lt;a href="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u138/meerca_95_05/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you want to see it.. Its really ugly, but its the first design I made, I used a couple images from deviant art, but then I got attracted to all the other pretty images :) and got off track, so now I dont know how to credit that person for the blue electric-ey waves. But I personally like how the vivid opals is all smooth and how Hogan perfectly blends in with all the background, and that he's blue... Lol, I made alot of things to show my affection for Hogan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a youtube video (go on youtube and search Gangsta Hogan) , a photobucket video/slide and a bunch of cute pictures.&lt;br /&gt;He's NOT a stuffed animal. He's a magician that disappears all your clothes, and he's a ghost buster that shoots wandering ghosts when you're asleep. *.*&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like the new layout though, and if its not up now, It'll be up in a couple minutes after this blog :0. Then I'll practice some other stuff on Adobe Photoshop. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i167.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;amp;type=41" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s167.photobucket.com/albums/u138/meerca_95_05/?action=view&amp;amp;current=32c5a8e4.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://w167.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=" width="400" height="400" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-3584463220987763301?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/3584463220987763301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=3584463220987763301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/3584463220987763301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/3584463220987763301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-made-layout.html' title='I made a layout!!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-7165943245589253534</id><published>2008-03-25T00:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T00:15:14.542-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I lost my MoJo</title><content type='html'>Sprink break is around the corner, and I've got Monday and TUesday off this week. What a busy time I'll be having, Ive just come back from a sleep over. There's not much to do so I usually just plop downn and read magazines and feel like my life is being wasted. Got ideas?&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I also think I lost my Mojo for blogging, I dont seem to do it much, only because I think Im a sucky writer, Even I feel sleepy after reading my blogs... Some one help me out there! Anyways, I hope to blog soon, its not that Im busy, I just waste my time doing nothing then I cram everything together so I seem busy. I've got terrible time Management.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-7165943245589253534?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/7165943245589253534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=7165943245589253534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/7165943245589253534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/7165943245589253534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-think-i-lost-my-mojo.html' title='I think I lost my MoJo'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-7193628495729934694</id><published>2008-03-17T20:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T22:36:10.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Barack Obama &amp; Hilary</title><content type='html'>This might be innaproporiate, but its hilariously gross. You go see for yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DMs-p5y6cvo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DMs-p5y6cvo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothing to say today so let that be it. Im just watching videos on youtube... You should too. Here's the link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/"&gt;www.youtube.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-7193628495729934694?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/7193628495729934694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=7193628495729934694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/7193628495729934694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/7193628495729934694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/03/barack-obama-hilary.html' title='Barack Obama &amp; Hilary'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-6947861777341411046</id><published>2008-03-15T17:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T21:41:41.402-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Target, sweet Target</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="target" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh62/deepfreezz/target.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew that target had such great looking clothes and products!&lt;br /&gt;I went there yesterday to buy some cute magnets for my locker, and the clothes from Mossimo are absolutely gorgeous! I'm definetly getting more clothes there than from the mall, its &lt;u&gt;totally&lt;/u&gt; not worth it at all to get clothes from American eagle, aeropostle or hollister! Their clothes arent much to look at anyways, jeans that can be bought from Wal-Mart at $5 is worth $20-$80 in those stores. Now the Wal-mart stores are getting a bit small, I have to get the largest sizes in the kid section, or the smallest in the Adult section. At my age, we're kinda stuck with clothes, either too big or too small. But just saying, I LOVE target! I go to wal mart way more since its closer, but whenever I have time, I'm definetly going to Target!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining hard for about 3 hours, I guess it stopped now, but I was at softball practice and came back to pick my brother up from his orchestra, man the lightning thundered harder than my brother can burp! ( oR the other way around) Tomorrow is chinese school, and I have a test... I &lt;u&gt;so&lt;/u&gt; dont want to go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-6947861777341411046?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/6947861777341411046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=6947861777341411046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6947861777341411046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6947861777341411046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/03/target-sweet-target.html' title='Target, sweet Target'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-5231706744669756683</id><published>2008-03-15T00:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T01:00:30.344-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold off</title><content type='html'>Im going to hold off posting for a bit, at least maybe this weekend. But then, Im gonig to end up posting tomorrow. Hehe, Im addicted to posting, I've been doing this for at least2-4 times a week ever since November I think. I love to put my mind to things like this, but i have to go now, Sorry for the short boring blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-5231706744669756683?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/5231706744669756683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=5231706744669756683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/5231706744669756683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/5231706744669756683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/03/hold-off.html' title='Hold off'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-904636305047412945</id><published>2008-03-13T22:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T23:52:30.607-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh em gee dawg</title><content type='html'>I haven't been creating anything lately with my adobe photoshop. My friend is going through a major depression where she wants suicide (Im 100% sure shes not going to do it, she's too scared like everyone else would be), and Im acting like a baby to my dad... I would explain at the moment, but my dad &lt;b&gt;kinda&lt;/b&gt; is on the computer behind me, but facing the other direction. Its dangerous, so I'm jsut posting to let you know I'm not &lt;u&gt;dead&lt;/u&gt;, and to make myself something. I like to post every day ;).&lt;br /&gt;The end of the quarter is coming up really fast and my math average is still LOW, a very high B so I just need a couple more points from my bonus points and I'll see If I can benefit from that...&lt;br /&gt;Hey and if you get bored from reading my blog (I know you will) go to www.freerice.com. I haven't been doing my free rice all &lt;i&gt;month&lt;/i&gt;! (So you guys can make up for me lol)&lt;br /&gt;My dad also got a $700 printer, faxer, copier, scanner and whatever else it can do... And its wireless, so finally- I dont have to go to another computer to print! Its a big copier though, its the kid where you see in schools, or the office and its &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;laser&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; !! Boy, I'm definetly going to have fun for the next few days... We've got &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;alot&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of old stuff, like a fax machine, a printer and 2 computer screens. If you want to get a couple of those things for $50-$65 dollars, you can go email me. I might post a picture later, but I need to dust these off a bit, the fax is ok, and so is one of the computer screens... My mom just used a fax machine. I would love to try using it one day, If I ever learn. Gotta run now, long past my bed time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-904636305047412945?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/904636305047412945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=904636305047412945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/904636305047412945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/904636305047412945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-em-gee-dawg.html' title='Oh em gee dawg'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-8466604527166757326</id><published>2008-03-11T22:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T00:00:51.012-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Retarded?</title><content type='html'>I've noticed some things about really interesting, mature blogs and sorta stupid weird and random blogs ( Like mine) Allot the people who own graphic websites write mature, interesting paragraphs, whereas my blog, write gay things. Its just a thought. I find it really annoying when noob sites who have bad layouts and coding that look like they where made in paint, with just the same brushes scattered over and over in the same places think they've got the best site in the world, and then they just comment to all the site that get thousands of hits a day. I mean, yes people will visit those sites, but they wont come back!&lt;br /&gt;I just think people need to be more creative with their layouts, writing, coding and designs, you shouldn't just slap a couple of the same brushes on a layout and call it a layout. Its &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; appealing.&lt;br /&gt;People like clear and smooth imaged layouts, so its not like you used a eraser in paint to erase a background in some image and slap that onto your layout. They also want easy navigation and a site that's not too complicated. Maybe all the navigations on all the pages so if you're on a Information page, and you want to get to a contact page, it would just take a second and people can get to it.&lt;br /&gt;I also think its quite annoying and sorta stupid to sell website templates and other products. There isn't much of chance that people will actually &lt;u&gt;buy&lt;/u&gt; your products, I know that I wont, because my dad thinks its a waste of money. There is probably 1 out of 100+ people that may actually buy something from your site, but most people just ignore it. I mean, would you go to a site thats selling all the content, or would you rather go to a site that has free layout templates and other graphics? I definetly would choose the latter of the two, its just common sense, everything is starting to cost something these days. It would be nice if more things are free :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, know this was kinda a boring blog, but its a rant that I've wanted to get out for days. I've seen so many gay Noob sites but I don't have the heart to tell them. That just &lt;strong&gt;might&lt;/strong&gt; be a reason why your site isnt getting enough hits, but I dont know, it depends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-8466604527166757326?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/8466604527166757326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=8466604527166757326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/8466604527166757326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/8466604527166757326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/03/retarded.html' title='Retarded?'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-4789634441753782</id><published>2008-03-10T21:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T21:48:44.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I didn't make it into the piano forum finals! Congrats Audrey!</title><content type='html'>The title really explains it all... But here's the email my mom got from my teacher:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda did not make it into the finals - however she did earn a Superior and her grade was one of the highest in her studio - tell her I am extremely proud of her!&lt;br /&gt;I'll see Linda on ********* -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I blocked out the unnecessary names and dates, so you don't get freaked out by all the stars (you wouldn't anyways. Right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, you might be wondering why I have congrats Audrey in my title. Well, I'm so proud of her, she made it into the track team! She deserves a honorable mention on the web somewhere, doesn't she?&lt;br /&gt;Psst, her B day is in April. I got her a mini present. I know you might be reading this now Aud, but there is no way I'm going to tell you what your mini present it. Its really cute, I hope you use it one day.. Maybe a Lil under your armpits... Lol, kidding no, its not deodorant. Its something you'll really like, but its small so I'm getting you more things that I hope you like.&lt;br /&gt;So this is the last blog today, I made 2 blogs today, and I bet you're already tired of reading anyways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-4789634441753782?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/4789634441753782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=4789634441753782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/4789634441753782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/4789634441753782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-didnt-make-it-into-piano-forum-finals.html' title='I didn&apos;t make it into the piano forum finals! Congrats Audrey!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-6869860211757398109</id><published>2008-03-10T16:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T17:04:51.175-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rudyard Kipling plus E=mc squared!</title><content type='html'>Yo my blog reading peoples! Today I learned the true meaning of &lt;s&gt;Osmosis Jones &lt;/s&gt;Er, I mean E=mc2. ( Sorry, I watched Osmosis Jones in science today and it's kinda stuck in my head) So you can go look it up on this &lt;a href="http://www.worsleyschool.net/science/files/emc2/emc2.html"&gt;website,&lt;/a&gt; I'm sure you'll find it very interesting. My brother always told me: " Linda, &lt;u&gt;no one&lt;/u&gt; knows what E=mc2 means, its just something Albert Einstein made up. ( BTW, I used to call him Albert Intestine because :&lt;br /&gt;1. I didn't know the difference and&lt;br /&gt;2. I didn't think and intestine is what I know it is now...)&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm thinking PSHHH yeah right! Although I'm pretty sure he still thinks that, I might go check later on.&lt;br /&gt;So, We're reading the Jungle book in Language arts. The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;original &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;jungle book, not the one in that Disney movie where he jumps dances around with a bear or something. I have never watched a the movie before so reading the book was interesting. The beginning totally didn't make sense, but its the kind of book you have to read like 5 times to actually get it. It uses allot of thees and thous because its like &lt;em&gt;ancient&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;u&gt;Its older than my grandma&lt;/u&gt;! It was first published in 1894. Now that's &lt;u&gt;old&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our Language arts homework, we are to search and summarize Richard Kipling's life, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rudyard_Kipling"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; As I scrolled down and read the contents, I came across this part:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Death and legacy&lt;br /&gt;Kipling kept writing until the early 1930s, but at a slower&lt;br /&gt;pace and with much less success than before. He died of a hemorrhage from a&lt;br /&gt;perforated duodenal ulcer on &lt;a title="January 18" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/January_18"&gt;18 January&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="1936" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1936"&gt;1936&lt;/a&gt;, two days before George V, at&lt;br /&gt;the age of 70. (His death had in fact previously been &lt;a title="List of premature obituaries" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_premature_obituaries"&gt;incorrectly&lt;br /&gt;announced&lt;/a&gt; in a magazine, to which he wrote, "I've just read that I am dead.&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to delete me from your list of subscribers.")&lt;br /&gt;Rudyard Kipling's&lt;br /&gt;ashes were buried in &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Poets' Corner" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Poets%27_Corner"&gt;Poets' Corner&lt;/a&gt;, part of&lt;br /&gt;the South Transept of &lt;a title="Westminster Abbey" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Westminster_Abbey"&gt;Westminster Abbey&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;where many literary people are buried or commemorated.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I clicked on the words " Incorrectly announced " and that led me to&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_premature_obituaries"&gt; this &lt;/a&gt;page. I read up to this part and then got interested in Marcus Garvey because it said that his death was caused by reading his own obituary. So I click on him and scrolled down to the part about his death and started cracking up. So here's what it said ( For those of you too lazy to go to the websites and click each page) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On &lt;a title="June 10" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/June_10"&gt;June 10&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="1940" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1940"&gt;1940&lt;/a&gt;, Garvey died&lt;br /&gt;after two &lt;a title="Stroke" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stroke"&gt;strokes&lt;/a&gt;, putatively after reading&lt;br /&gt;a mistaken, and negative, &lt;a title="Obituary" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Obituary"&gt;obituary&lt;/a&gt; of himself in the &lt;a title="Chicago Defender" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chicago_Defender"&gt;Chicago Defender&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a title="" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marcus_Garvey#_note-Garvey"&gt;[30]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of travel conditions during &lt;a title="World War II" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/World_War_II"&gt;World War II&lt;/a&gt;, he was&lt;br /&gt;interred at &lt;a title="Kensal Green Cemetery" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kensal_Green_Cemetery"&gt;Kensal Green&lt;br /&gt;Cemetery&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a title="London" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/London"&gt;London&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;In 1964, his remains were exhumed and taken to Jamaica. On &lt;a title="November 15" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/November_15"&gt;November 15&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="1964" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1964"&gt;1964&lt;/a&gt;, the government of Jamaica,&lt;br /&gt;having proclaimed him Jamaica's &lt;a title="Order of National Hero (Jamaica)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Order_of_National_Hero_%28Jamaica%29"&gt;first&lt;br /&gt;national hero&lt;/a&gt;, ceremoniously re-interred him at a shrine in &lt;a title="National Heroes Park" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/National_Heroes_Park"&gt;National Heroes&lt;br /&gt;Park&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 strokes man, from reading about his own death! I would definitely sue the Chicago defender. If. I. survived that is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO to end this ridiclousy &lt;u&gt;long&lt;/u&gt; blog, I just want to say I fixed that &lt;u&gt;underline&lt;/u&gt;, strike-out, &lt;strong&gt;bold&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;em&gt;italics&lt;/em&gt; problem ( go me!) and I've also made 10 blogs appear on the main page instead of 5, so now theres more to read if you missed anything, but remember, there always the archives that you can click on for blogs wayy back. January, Febuary, March... Yep, they have the whole months worth of blogs so go there if you have troubles, or want to read more out of boredom ;). Have a great week, I'll try to blog tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-6869860211757398109?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/6869860211757398109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=6869860211757398109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6869860211757398109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6869860211757398109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/03/rudyard-kipling-plus-emc-squared.html' title='Rudyard Kipling plus E=mc squared!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-7862980064963710022</id><published>2008-03-09T16:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T17:03:29.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a winner!</title><content type='html'>Well, I officially feel tons better now, I won 5 events in my swimming, even though they were easy peasy lemon squeezy events and beat my time in everything except for the 50 yard breeastroke. Maybe it was because I forgot ot do my pull out... Anyhow, my &lt;b&gt;bold&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;i&gt;italics&lt;/i&gt; &lt;s&gt;strikeout&lt;/s&gt; and &lt;u&gt;underline&lt;/u&gt; else isnt working. I'll try to fix it because they actually add some color to my boring looking blog. I still have a little bit of homework to do though so I'll have to leave soon. As you can see, I've added a picture of me onto the side. Its quite cool really, I tried to make it glow ALOT so you can't really see how I really look. I was always against putting pictures of myself, but one picture wouldnt hurt a thing unless I get put on too much info, or they can see all the details of me. So I'm just going to get this stuff fixed if I can and maybe add some other things for you guys, if you wish. Tell me if you like the new layout!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-7862980064963710022?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/7862980064963710022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=7862980064963710022' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/7862980064963710022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/7862980064963710022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-winner.html' title='I&apos;m a winner!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-4344921001778893610</id><published>2008-03-08T16:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T19:09:52.431-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Half dead, not completely yet</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, Ive been on since around 4:10, its 6:59 right now, and I'm thinking about a layout image? I failed trying to make sparklies. I suck okay? Ive been doing Study Island crap all day! Ive done a Theory test and Forum auditions. I probably didn't make it since I messed up sooo bad on one of my songs. I've been pattern making in photo shop and I plan to continue. I have Chinese school tomorrow, although I really don't want to go. I might change the layout again too, I dont like this one very much! I got first place in 3 events in my swim meet. I HAVE to get more better times. On the 200 IM, I died, and swallowed water that could last for 2 weeks. SO, thats why I'm resting a bit today, life is gaining up on me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-4344921001778893610?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/4344921001778893610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=4344921001778893610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/4344921001778893610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/4344921001778893610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/03/half-dead-not-completely-yet.html' title='Half dead, not completely yet'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-3263695614531548014</id><published>2008-03-06T21:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T22:19:07.064-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More info</title><content type='html'>Ok, there was a power outage 2 days ago, man it was really something freaky! I was at my swim place, with some of my swim team friends who had just left and I was in the locker rooms putting pants on. I just pulled them both up when the lights flickerd off very quickly and flickerd on again. Then maybe about 3 seconds later, it flickerd again and then turned off completely. Some people were still taking showers are the other side of the room! I was freaked out,a nd a couple seconds later, eveyone realised the lights werent coming back on and started screaming. I could not see a thing at &lt;u&gt;all&lt;/u&gt;. There were about 5 other people in the room, or maybe 6 and a parent with a cellphone rushed in and commanded everyone to stop screaming and tried to make everyone calm down and grab whatever they can see thats theirs. Then this man opened the door with a flashlight and shone it around blindly, since it was the girls bathroom and he really couldnt bring himself to look in I suppose. I asked If I could borrow it and snatched my goggles and my swim bag from the chair and passed the flashlight to another person who needed it and ran as fast as I could to the door where my dad's car was. It was thundering so hard, the midnight black sky turned into a clear blue sky then the thunder cracked. It rained so hard, I just had to run as fast as my legs could carry me to my dads white car. ( Actually it was my mom's car, my dad was just driving it because it looks cooler) &lt;b&gt;BUT&lt;/b&gt; my dad forgot to unlock the car so I was pounding on the windows, getting soaked while my dad was inside fumbling to unlock the door. Geesh! Then a couple minutes later, my brother came out and the storm was completely gone! Well except for a light drizzle of rain, but the lights in the whole surrounding area were gone. As I passed by a couple grocery stores, there was nothing left, just darkness and cars. Even the street lights were dark. Then we came to a gas station and from that point and beyond, there was light everywhere. I feel so scared, what if we run out of light one day?!? Would the whole world be dark? No more power, no more heat, cool air, the human race will have to start over again from scratch, except this time, &lt;em&gt;most &lt;/em&gt;people are less hairy. So that ends the thunderstorm story, I was so freaked. Now for the next one, a bit more strange I should say, especially coming from me. Its alot shorter and alot more boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope no one from my school actually reads this. Ok, well I know most of you know who I like, and if you dont... well, maybe you should try reading archives someday eh? SO, I think it was this sunday- Lemme check- yeah, I told my crush I had a crush on him. Ever since that day, he's been staring at me nonstop. Its gottena little creepy, but I like looking back because his eyes are like &lt;u&gt;gold&lt;/u&gt;. Beautiful Beautiful eyes... makes me melt. He wasnt at school today sadly but thats ok, I texted him ( I love electricity, thank you) and he was sick. I wonder what he's gunna say next? Its a mystery. I hate mysteries, even those stupid Nancy Drew books. I just spoil the ending by skipping into the ending as soon as I read enough to understand. No, I neer touched a Nancy Drew book, I dont plan to either. maybe, still considering- but that doesnt change my mind about mystery books and detectives.&lt;br /&gt;         Heres the important thing, When you get to my grade, there is a writing test. A big one, but I didnt finish it, so I'm almost sure I failed. If you dont have everything, its sureley a 3. A 4 is the highest you can get, but since I was crying all day because I ddint finish the writing test, I guess I wont talk about it, thankyou very much. The reaction to everyone's response when I told them:" YOU DIDNT FINISH? OMG!" and Sarah Y. my ex friend even started laughing and said I would get a 2. I dont give a crap anymore. I give up. I really dont know what to say to her, so whatever. She can't be fixed!&lt;br /&gt;So, there is a swim meet on &lt;u&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/u&gt; sorry, not Friday. And well... I feel really really nervous. I hate meets, I'm not a competitive person, but I'm inspired by all those great people, I would really like to go to the olympics one day... I also have this piano comp on Saturday, which means I need practice. I better type quick, have to sleep in 30 minutes dude!&lt;br /&gt;In more cheerful terms, I molded a mouth guard yesterday for softball! Its my favorite color- Lime green, HOT ( yea Karena) its beautiful... The back end got kinda messsed up but I forgive myself lol. Yeah,I better go, talk to you guys soon, I think my dads coming. Sorry for such a long blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-3263695614531548014?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/3263695614531548014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=3263695614531548014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/3263695614531548014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/3263695614531548014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/03/more-info.html' title='More info'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-191400534937695975</id><published>2008-03-05T22:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T22:19:49.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alot of things I need to cover</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, I really cant talk for a long time so I'm just going to list the things I really need to talk about next post. My parents banned me from the computer on school days, and I dont have time to write about it now so I'll make a list.&lt;br /&gt;1. Power Outage yesterday&lt;br /&gt;2. Failed the writing test probably&lt;br /&gt;3. Softball&lt;br /&gt;4. Swim meet on friday&lt;br /&gt;5. I told my crush I like him... now its awkward&lt;br /&gt;annnd I think thats  all. I also wonder how Audrey knows I didnt finish my test?!?&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Well, I have to take a shower, see ya'll tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Ps. DARn! There isnt any towels... Poo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-191400534937695975?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/191400534937695975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=191400534937695975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/191400534937695975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/191400534937695975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/03/alot-of-things-i-need-to-cover.html' title='Alot of things I need to cover'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-4474397427301680436</id><published>2008-03-02T16:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T17:00:48.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The best thing ever happened!</title><content type='html'>YES, I am SO happy, I'm gunna jump on you!! I GOT ADOBE PHOTOSHOP CS3!!!! (extended) Im the happiest person alive! So yes guys, I will start making graphics right away, because THE ANIMATION SHOP actually works!! I &lt;3&gt;perfect&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ps. I used alot of exclamation marks. I hope that doesnt bother you too much.&lt;br /&gt;*pps. Who cares?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-4474397427301680436?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/4474397427301680436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=4474397427301680436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/4474397427301680436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/4474397427301680436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/03/best-thing-ever-happened.html' title='The best thing ever happened!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-7313582567004748429</id><published>2008-03-01T20:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T20:48:12.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adobe photoshop Cs3</title><content type='html'>I think I got Adobe photoshop cs3! Unless its some kind of trial? But I have the CD and the code, even though the codes not working at the moment. I'll have it fixed soon and then I shall dominate the world( With my adobe photoshop powers of course) I just hope it has some flash animation shop ( does it?) and then I shall dominate furthermore. But It'll expire in 30 days and the codes a check mark but it doesn work... Does anyone know how to make it work?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-7313582567004748429?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/7313582567004748429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=7313582567004748429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/7313582567004748429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/7313582567004748429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/03/adobe-photoshop-cs3.html' title='Adobe photoshop Cs3'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-6223832885567673758</id><published>2008-02-29T19:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T19:36:51.847-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Future topics</title><content type='html'>I don't know what I should post about next time. Im losing ll my ideas. But im crushing hard on .. you-know-who. Yeah, Um, I cant stop thinkign about him! Its SAD but creepy too. I'll have to practice piano for the next couple of hours anyways but here are things that I'm planning to write about so I dont forget:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://docs.google.com/EmbedSlideshow?docid=dg64srpv_19c3mqqcht"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;.MY CRUSH &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;2. Phone bill. Once again.&lt;br /&gt;3. Dreams? (Of my crush damnit, that should go in the third topic right?)&lt;br /&gt;4. Vacations?&lt;br /&gt;5. Hobbies, my first Saturday softball practice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me- spring softball started again! I couple days ago, we had a practice. OMG, it was SO cold, I couldnt feel myself. Err, not that I wanted to, but we had pracice out in the freezing weather. Not cool! Even the coach is more excited the I am to get ready with softball. Well, with the weather like this, I don't want to do much at all. Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-6223832885567673758?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/6223832885567673758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=6223832885567673758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6223832885567673758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6223832885567673758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/02/future-topics.html' title='Future topics'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-7875658094232964648</id><published>2008-02-28T22:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T00:10:55.169-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grades with Study Island</title><content type='html'>I'm just taking a couple minutes off to blog, there's alot to say, but almost no time at all, so thats why I have to hurry. The "stalkers" phone number is actually 504-292-&lt;strong&gt;70&lt;/strong&gt;30, not 8030, however, he stopped calling! My dad said he would call the police if that number called again. I hope that number will never bother me again :). Currently, I'm taking study Island &lt;a href="http://www.studyisland.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Its a place where you take some tests and they go on for a grade, but the &lt;em&gt;annoying&lt;/em&gt; this is, if you get one wrong, it takes away a whole bunch of points, but based on the number of questions that you do. So if you do 10 questions ( thats the minimum you can do anyways) and miss one, its a 90, then 80 and 70... so on... I dont know if you know the grading system in &lt;u&gt;our&lt;/u&gt; school, since every school is different, but its as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;93-100 = A&lt;/strong&gt; (Thats what I want to get, you want to get mostly 100s, since thats the highest A)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;85-92 = B&lt;/strong&gt; (Thats Good, but not in my range. A is excellent, and Excellent =Linda &lt;strong&gt;77-84= C&lt;/strong&gt; (This is like average or needs improvement, its the lowest level that you can actually say is OK for you to pass. You aren't an overachiever if you get this score.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;76-69= D&lt;/strong&gt; ( Not so good. This is below "average" although most students in my classess get straight A's -aka Linda.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;68 and below- F&lt;/strong&gt; ( No, this is failing and Im pretty sure none of you want to. Unless you want to repeat next year. I never failed before, I dont plan to either. So save some paper and dont fail school. You can pass with Ds but you'll be in the lowest classess...)&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I'm off to do some more study island, I have to practice my piano- theres a cometition/performance I have to do on &lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt; and I havent memorized my piece and its Thursday. I'm pretty much screwed, my piano teacher thinks so too. (Haha, no she didnt say so) Oh heres a sample question from Study Island, its on that I'm doing. You can answer it in my comments if you want to, I'd be happy to get some. How come no one is commenting still? Should I give a prize out to the first person to comment? I willl make something up. Geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Colby made a home video consisting of a 5-minute introduction followed by&lt;br /&gt;several short skits. Each skit is 9 minutes long. If Colby's video is 149&lt;br /&gt;minutes long, how many skits are in his video?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and heres a little stupid slide I made in google documents, pretty nifty though, I might used more of these in the future! The title totally doesnt match the story, but I didnt know what I was doing anyways so thats ok.&lt;br /&gt;http://docs.google.com/EmbedSlideshow?docid=dg64srpv_18f6nb65ds&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-7875658094232964648?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/7875658094232964648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=7875658094232964648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/7875658094232964648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/7875658094232964648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/02/grades-with-study-island.html' title='Grades with Study Island'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-8617783792425448972</id><published>2008-02-25T22:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T23:10:11.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got Pinkeye!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey guys, I don't know whats up, but I'm pretty down. Ive got &lt;a href="http://www.allaboutvision.com/conditions/conjunctivitis.htm"&gt;Pinkeye!&lt;/a&gt; I never knew what it looked like before today, I've had it once before actually, without even knowing it, and these other Chinese friends didn't know either so they were like " uhh, Linda, you have blood in your eye." And I thought it was just something you get for a day or 2, I mean it &lt;strong&gt;IS&lt;/strong&gt;, but I didn't think that what I had was pinkeye. Then 4 people asked/ said " Whoa, your eyes are red" and " Do you have pink eye?" So then I searched it up and that's what I probably have. This morning, my eyes were "glued shut" and I couldn't open them no matter what, until my eyes started tearing and I took a shower, in case.. (It worked though). I'm sure its extremely contagious, 2 people that I've been around have it, which will be funny when I see the effects which start tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh and guys, something really scary keeps happening, a guy with a phone number &lt;u&gt;504-292-8030&lt;/u&gt; ( I think that's it) keeps calling, if you know anything about this, please call the police. Or comment. Don't pretend, be &lt;strong&gt;courteous&lt;/strong&gt; because if there is any serious info, I'm &lt;em&gt;calling&lt;/em&gt; the police. And if you lie, ha ha, I'm tracking down &lt;em&gt;your I.P&lt;/em&gt; and then where you live. You'll &lt;u&gt;remember&lt;/u&gt; me all right. Here are a couple clues:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The phone says its from Louisiana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My dad answered and it had a foreign accent. Mexican? Italian? German? Or any other foreign possible accent?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He did not state his name, hung up but kept calling. I'm afraid what he might do to me. At night.. Oh God, creepy, please &lt;u&gt;HELP!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Oh and I'm dead serious. If i don't blog for more than 2 months and something appeared on America's most wanted, you know that you need to report this blog to the police and the number. Oh em gee dawgs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-8617783792425448972?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/8617783792425448972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=8617783792425448972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/8617783792425448972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/8617783792425448972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/02/ive-got-pinkeye.html' title='I&apos;ve got Pinkeye!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-1326385668350840264</id><published>2008-02-24T00:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T00:31:54.032-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lantern Festival</title><content type='html'>This is just something I typed earlier, Ok, well I finished 5 minutes ago, so I better go to sleep. I had to type the whole thing in chinese and then translate it. Google aint making anything easier either. Here is the &lt;a href="http://translate.google.com/translate_t"&gt;Standard translations&lt;/a&gt; page where you translate other languages. If you insert the Chinese that I typed and into their systems, it comes out weird because they translate by each word, not a whole sentence. Additionally,they are terrible at homophone use. Tang Yuan is the first 2 words of Tang Yuan Jie, which is the holiday, so its also a food. When google translates all the Tang Yuans I type in there, they think I mean the festival. :(. How annoyying. But thats ok, I think I 'll take a break now and sleep.Or shower. Its 12:28 in the morning I NEED to shower though.. or wake up at 2. Yeah, in 2 hours, shower then. Write tomorrow, Im tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-1326385668350840264?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/1326385668350840264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=1326385668350840264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/1326385668350840264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/1326385668350840264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/02/lantern-festival_24.html' title='Lantern Festival'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-4986988812750251277</id><published>2008-02-24T00:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T00:32:43.774-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lantern Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The Lantern Festival, which occurs on the 15-th day of the First Month of the Chinese Year, marks the end of the New Year's Holidays. This year’s Lantern Festival occurred on the 21st of February. Eating Tang Yuan is a important custom for the Lantern Festival. The day before the annual festival, my mom makes hundred of white Tang Yuans. On the night of the Festival, my mom puts them all in a huge pot of boiling water and cooks them. Every year my mom makes perfect white, round and delicious Tang Yuans!&lt;br /&gt;This is a bowl of Tang Yuan (Actually 3). This is the steamed Tang Yuan, the Fried Tang Yuan and steamed Tang Yuan. It’s made with white rice powder with water, with a stuffing such as sesame seeds, honey, walnuts and “Dou Sha”, a sweet dark black bean. She makes Dou Sha because I like to eat sweet things and because it’s very nutritious. My favorite type of Tang Yuan is the boiled kind because it’s the only kind I’ve ever tasted and my mom makes it best.&lt;br /&gt;On the day of the Festival, people like to watch Dragon and Lion dances. I like watching them too! This dance is for people who know and have practiced for years! Because the Dragon or Lion is made out of paper or thin cloth, a mistake may cause the whole dragon to tear away! If you can’t do it right, it’s very embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;After the festival ends, people return to their normal lives. The adults go to work, the kids go to school. Now it’s all about waiting till next year to celebrate this once again, so Happy Lantern Festival! ( not added in Chinese)&lt;br /&gt;农历正月十五是&lt;a href="http://news.xinhuanet.com/food/2005-02/16/content_2582684.htm" target="_blank"&gt;元宵节&lt;/a&gt;，这一天结束了新年的假期。&lt;br /&gt;.今年的&lt;a href="http://news.xinhuanet.com/food/2005-02/16/content_2582684.htm" target="_blank"&gt;元宵节&lt;/a&gt;是在2月21日。 吃“汤圆”是元宵节的一项重要习俗。每年元宵节前一天晚上，我的妈妈包几百个小白元宵。到了元宵节晚上，我妈妈把前一天做的元宵放在一个大锅里煮。每年我妈妈做的元宵又白有园好吃极了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这是一碗元宵的照片。这里有蒸的元宵，煎的元宵，还有煮&lt;br /&gt;元宵是用糯米粉做的，然后我妈妈加黑芝麻，蜂蜜，核桃等。有的时候，她也作豆沙馅，因为我喜欢吃甜的东西，而且有营养。我最爱吃的元宵就是煮的元宵，因为我妈妈做得好吃，我也没吃过其它种元宵。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;元宵节前，人们喜欢看舞龙舞狮。我也很喜欢去看。这个活动一般的人不会跳。龙是特殊纸或者是布做的。要是你用里一拉就会撕破。要是你想跳着个舞，你必须要有技巧。跳不好就会穿帮了。那多羡眼阿!过完了元宵节,人们回到正常的生活中.大人上班,小朋友上学.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-4986988812750251277?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/4986988812750251277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=4986988812750251277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/4986988812750251277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/4986988812750251277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/02/lantern-festival.html' title='Lantern Festival'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-7107549468809129861</id><published>2008-02-23T10:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T20:03:04.754-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhianna's hair</title><content type='html'>Recently Rhianna's been everywhere so I decided to make a meez with Rhianna's hair. In a bathroom. (?!?!) And I think it looks pretty OK. Rhianna's hair looks pretty cool, and my hair is black too so I could get that perfect cut one day... Yeah I dont knwo what else to say So I'll just end it here. All the rants  wanted to talk about were kind of forgotten. Im also doing a super Im, iming 3 people at once. ( WHayaaah!) Master Linda with her 3 way im. Ooh. Yeah and I also have some kind of Chinese project where we have to find stuff about.... Yuan Xiao Jie, something you might want to search on wikipedia because it probably sounds weird, but its a kind of holiday that brings peopel together like a circle. *connection* Yuan means round. And Jie means holiday. No Idea what Xiao means but when you put &lt;em&gt;yuan&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;xiao&lt;/em&gt; together, its a kind of food :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Meez 3D avatar avatars games" src="http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980640.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-7107549468809129861?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/7107549468809129861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=7107549468809129861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/7107549468809129861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/7107549468809129861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/02/rhiannas-hair.html' title='Rhianna&apos;s hair'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-6103878312175931347</id><published>2008-02-23T00:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T01:00:46.171-05:00</updated><title type='text'>102! ( Very creative title.)</title><content type='html'>You know one thing that annoys me? I dont want to say anything in particular, but heres something that bugs me a bit; When people say: Oh wow,your site is cool, come too mine, i hope you like it... blah. Thats OK, I used to do it too, but sometimes, it feels like your not actually reading anything on the site, your just commenting to get visitors. I supposed you can do that, but its worth more if you actually talk boaut something in your comment. For example if I write about... Chicken(?) one day, then you can comment about chicken. Or application to be an affie ( BTW, if you want to be an affie, you can just comment and ask...) Or you can ask questions and make your comment more interesting I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;    Its 12:57, I have a piano festical tomorrow and Im scareddd! I bettter go now, after I check a couple emails.  Its at 8 tomorrow, then I try our for softball MSA or whatever. Google it... It might work, but I'm not telling you the whole thing. Who knows what rapist if out there. I have a thousand different topics for future blogs, and lots of rants too. Life is hard my dears, live it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Its not working. Im listening to britney spears gimme more ( I think thats also in my mini pod hehe) and its 1:00 am exactly. Ahh// my dads laptop sqeaked. Scary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-6103878312175931347?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/6103878312175931347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=6103878312175931347' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6103878312175931347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/6103878312175931347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/02/102-very-creative-title.html' title='102! ( Very creative title.)'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-4025972655713734597</id><published>2008-02-21T23:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T23:43:04.762-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New mini pod</title><content type='html'>Yes, finished homework. If you havent noticed I got a new Minipod! From myflashfetish.com I do have to go to sleep soon, but i got 25 songs onto that thing so you cant possibly run out of soungs to hear, it does get boring afterawhile to hear the same songs so I'll change the songs once I get bored of them myself, or want a new layout with a better color scheme. Something like that. I need to get practicing piano really well, its 11:41 PM and maybe sleep now or else I'll die ni the morning. I keep dozing off at school, whichi snt a good thing and I hve a test tomorrow so... I guess I'll type in a few days. Its great to blog, you just blog to keep your visitors happy and occasionally add other things. Ok, my dads noticed i've been ona bit to long. He's gunna... Ok gtg. See ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-4025972655713734597?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/4025972655713734597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=4025972655713734597' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/4025972655713734597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/4025972655713734597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-mini-pod.html' title='New mini pod'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-4774025651852863123</id><published>2008-02-21T20:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T20:23:07.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>100th post</title><content type='html'>This is my 100th post! Yay. I wonder what I should do now. :- I didnt go to swimming (sickness) so I should be doing homework without distractions. Have a big test coming up tomorrow. Oh and I got a couple picture of my crush!!! I dont know If I can post them here, I have to keep his privacy too. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;I thinkI have gotten stupider as months go by, unless being stupid is an after affect of fever? Maybe I burned some of my common sense brain cells out. Or soemthing weird happened. I feel like a different person- Ish. I also have a project due tomorrow so thats something that will keep me busy. Then I have an essay for sciense because I wasnt there for a couple lessons, so everyone else is finished but ME. : I hate when your absent. Its fun the first day until you think about all that work your missing. [;(. Ugh, Im going to read other peoples blogs and post comments. Maybe then people will comment back (grrrr) Then finish some homework and stuff, like I should be doing now. I also connected this blog to facebook, and its running now. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-4774025651852863123?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/4774025651852863123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=4774025651852863123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/4774025651852863123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/4774025651852863123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/02/100th-post.html' title='100th post'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312793419733538214.post-907175650280803088</id><published>2008-02-20T21:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T22:29:02.041-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mosquitos &amp; the Lunar Eclipse</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;  EDIT&lt;/strong&gt;: Yay, I got 11 visitors today! Bad news, 1 comment. Doesnt anyone read what I actually write in my blog besides Linda? DO I have to hack you guys down to say hi? :(. Comments make me feel special. Fine, be that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since I've been seeing these fly around so much, I just had to talk about them. Hate stupid mosquitos. Period. For me, its really annoying, hate when they buzz around my ears they have this really annoying sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="mosquito" src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff10/dollydumie/mosquito.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture is there if you dont hate them that much already, thats a discusting eww... I wonder if that really makes your eye itchy? But there isnt blood IN your eye, just in the capillaries around it.. I dont know, but thats pretty discusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="mosquito" src="http://i109.photobucket.com/albums/n69/corallyr/mosquito.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesnt that make you want to just swat it and finish it off? That mosquito is a butt head. ALl mosuitos are. :(. THeyve been nuzzing around soo much and if it comes to the point where it annoys the mighty Linda, its gotta be killed like dat. The thing that sucks it, Im too sissy to kill them. I mean, I have killed tons of mosquitos with my hands, its just something I prefer not to do with my hands fly swatter does the job good, but not good for the upstairs rooms. Who wants mosquito guts in your hands? Or on the wall? Thats gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo, and there is also a moon eclipse in my region ( Yay!) Or lunar eclipse. This is rare, the next one is in 2010!! Ive got to see this so hold on, I'll brb. I probably cant take pictures because I dont even know where it is. I'll try and post some one. Here some from photobucket:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s195/bagazucazzo/lunar_eclipse_19960927.jpg" width="100" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z80/falcosmb/Jeffner/LUNAR.jpg" width="100" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312793419733538214-907175650280803088?l=vivid-opals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/feeds/907175650280803088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4312793419733538214&amp;postID=907175650280803088' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/907175650280803088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4312793419733538214/posts/default/907175650280803088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivid-opals.blogspot.com/2008/02/mosquitos-lunar-eclipse.html' title='Mosquitos &amp; the Lunar Eclipse'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04278477574569572679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.meez.com/user11/07/08/0708_10012980644.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z80/falcosmb/Jeffner/th_LUNAR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
