<?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-5786184019989306564</id><updated>2011-07-07T17:30:47.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Island School Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>apichardo188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03217619185633672725</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786184019989306564.post-6582746146162715101</id><published>2009-06-01T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T11:32:26.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Vacation</title><content type='html'>Well there is only 19 more school day's until summer vacation. And I know everyone can't wait. I wonder what everyone is going to do over the vacation. I know what I'm doing... I'm going to Florida with my family, going to theme parks, and just having fun with my friends and family. I can't wait till summer vacation!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5786184019989306564-6582746146162715101?l=apchardo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/feeds/6582746146162715101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786184019989306564&amp;postID=6582746146162715101' title='39 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/6582746146162715101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/6582746146162715101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-vacation.html' title='Summer Vacation'/><author><name>apichardo188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03217619185633672725</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786184019989306564.post-4989914325631119759</id><published>2009-04-21T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T07:26:34.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring</title><content type='html'>Spring is here and it's suppose to get warmer outside. And there is only 2 months and a week left of school. The flowers are starting to bud. It is going to be super warm outside on Friday and Saturday. I hope by May it will be warm all the time. April was the rainy season now it's going to be time for the flower season to come.  See I don't really like the cold, it's not really my thing. That's why I can't wait for the warm weather to come. And I want to see all the beautiful flowers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5786184019989306564-4989914325631119759?l=apchardo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/feeds/4989914325631119759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786184019989306564&amp;postID=4989914325631119759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/4989914325631119759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/4989914325631119759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring.html' title='Spring'/><author><name>apichardo188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03217619185633672725</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786184019989306564.post-6206978079734953806</id><published>2009-04-20T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T11:39:08.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garbage</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,19,0" width="450" height="340" id="bblviewer"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://bubbl.us/sys/view.swf?sid=284039&amp;pw=yaPbiELrk8AsIMTJNbERjUFp0Y2tXRQ" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="false" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="_sid=284039&amp;_title=garbage2&amp;_z=75&amp;_pw=yaPbiELrk8AsIMTJNbERjUFp0Y2tXRQ" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://bubbl.us/sys/view.swf?sid=284039&amp;pw=yaPbiELrk8AsIMTJNbERjUFp0Y2tXRQ" FlashVars="_sid=284039&amp;_title=garbage2&amp;_z=75&amp;_pw=yaPbiELrk8AsIMTJNbERjUFp0Y2tXRQ" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" height="340" allowscriptaccess="always" SeamlessTabbing="false" name="bblviewer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5786184019989306564-6206978079734953806?l=apchardo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/feeds/6206978079734953806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786184019989306564&amp;postID=6206978079734953806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/6206978079734953806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/6206978079734953806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/2009/04/garbage_20.html' title='Garbage'/><author><name>apichardo188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03217619185633672725</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786184019989306564.post-3842305416207475006</id><published>2009-03-16T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T11:31:06.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Break Up Letter</title><content type='html'>Umm i know that your going through my stuff you idiot. So now I'm breaking up with you because you don't trust me. And now i really don't trust you for going in my stuff. I can't believe you went through my personal things. That is very RUDE!!! You better not talk to ever again. And I mean EVER AGAIN!!!! I think you made a horrible boyfriend. You always were looking for me and not letting me have no fun. I couldn't even go out with my friends with out you harassing me. Well that's all I had to say so good Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5786184019989306564-3842305416207475006?l=apchardo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/feeds/3842305416207475006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786184019989306564&amp;postID=3842305416207475006' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/3842305416207475006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/3842305416207475006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/2009/03/break-up-letter.html' title='The Break Up Letter'/><author><name>apichardo188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03217619185633672725</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786184019989306564.post-1526146284436750366</id><published>2009-03-12T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T07:10:18.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Break-In:Boyfriend's Story</title><content type='html'>I picked C. I picked c because he should just ask her if she's dating another guy instead of breaking into her page or hiring a private detective. That would be like he doesn't trust her. And girls don't like it when guys don't trust you and there snooping throw your personal things. Or hiring a private detective to watch her every move and tell you were she's at.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5786184019989306564-1526146284436750366?l=apchardo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/feeds/1526146284436750366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786184019989306564&amp;postID=1526146284436750366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/1526146284436750366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/1526146284436750366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/2009/03/break-inboyfriends-story.html' title='The Break-In:Boyfriend&apos;s Story'/><author><name>apichardo188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03217619185633672725</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786184019989306564.post-4939042982328526827</id><published>2009-02-24T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T07:35:41.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood Diamond Story</title><content type='html'>I've been working outside in the sun all day long. I want to kill the RUF but they have to many soldiers against us. Even little kid. They kidnap the kids and make them one of there soldiers. They give them alcohol and drugs to paralyze them wen the shoot people. Also that way the kids don't care about who there shooting at. The RUF try to make the kids like grow men even though there still little kids. It is terrible how they treat people. Like there better than every one around. Well I want to stop this madness before they try to take my little boy.  I try my best to protect him. I'm out side every day taking orders from the RUF digging for diamonds looking harder and harder for them. Every time I find a diamond I want to hid it from them because I need the money they just want the diamonds that way they can sell it to the Americans for more money. They cut my husbands arm of a few months ago. He was just looking for food and they just tortured him and he was just standing there looking helplessly. I wanted to kill one of them. But I'm only a woman and there will be a lot of men against me if I try to kill even one of them. I need to get out of this place. I need to run away like now but i don't know how it's hard when you have every one watching you every second of the day. So i don't know how to do this. But I'm going to do it some day. And I'm going to make sure that my children are safe too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5786184019989306564-4939042982328526827?l=apchardo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/feeds/4939042982328526827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786184019989306564&amp;postID=4939042982328526827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/4939042982328526827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/4939042982328526827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/2009/02/blood-diamond.html' title='Blood Diamond Story'/><author><name>apichardo188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03217619185633672725</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786184019989306564.post-2558532765976105495</id><published>2009-02-10T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T07:39:35.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February Vacation</title><content type='html'>So February vacation is coming up... And wow how this school year is going pretty fast. We are almost in march. So anyway Im wondering what Im doing this vacation I don't want to stay inside all day. Im also wondering what is every one else doing. Like if your going ice skating, or going to the movies, or even going out of this state. Oh I just remembered what Im doing... Im going Skiing for the very first time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5786184019989306564-2558532765976105495?l=apchardo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/feeds/2558532765976105495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786184019989306564&amp;postID=2558532765976105495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/2558532765976105495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/2558532765976105495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/2009/02/february-vacation.html' title='February Vacation'/><author><name>apichardo188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03217619185633672725</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786184019989306564.post-1776510218975998762</id><published>2009-02-10T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T07:24:41.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Text Monster: Girlfriends Story</title><content type='html'>I picked choice c. I picked c because she should just talk to him and find out what's going on. Then she could find out why he hasn't been texting her back. And she was probablly getting on his nerves texting him all the time she needed to give him a little room. She was to obsessed with him. That's why he wasn't answering her back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5786184019989306564-1776510218975998762?l=apchardo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/feeds/1776510218975998762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786184019989306564&amp;postID=1776510218975998762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/1776510218975998762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/1776510218975998762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/2009/02/text-monster-girlfriends-story.html' title='Text Monster: Girlfriends Story'/><author><name>apichardo188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03217619185633672725</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786184019989306564.post-5802490479957109071</id><published>2009-02-03T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T07:41:15.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Text Monster</title><content type='html'>I picked choice number A. I picked that one because she would not leave that poor sock alone. So he should just tell her that his phone is broken so she would leave him alone. Cause she was getting on his last nerves. She was annoying 24/7 she would ask him were you at? what you doing? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The choice i would have added was breaking up with her. Because she was going over board with it. She did not know when to stop bothering him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5786184019989306564-5802490479957109071?l=apchardo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/feeds/5802490479957109071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786184019989306564&amp;postID=5802490479957109071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/5802490479957109071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/5802490479957109071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/2009/02/text-monster.html' title='Text Monster'/><author><name>apichardo188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03217619185633672725</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786184019989306564.post-6118176659750026159</id><published>2009-02-02T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T07:18:36.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood Diamonds</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,19,0" width="450" height="340" id="bblviewer"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://bubbl.us/sys/view.swf?sid=232062&amp;pw=yaPbiELrk8AsIMTJJU3VnbDdDN0lvdw" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="false" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="_sid=232062&amp;_title=Blood%20Diamond&amp;_z=75&amp;_pw=yaPbiELrk8AsIMTJJU3VnbDdDN0lvdw" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://bubbl.us/sys/view.swf?sid=232062&amp;pw=yaPbiELrk8AsIMTJJU3VnbDdDN0lvdw" FlashVars="_sid=232062&amp;_title=Blood%20Diamond&amp;_z=75&amp;_pw=yaPbiELrk8AsIMTJJU3VnbDdDN0lvdw" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" height="340" allowscriptaccess="always" SeamlessTabbing="false" name="bblviewer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5786184019989306564-6118176659750026159?l=apchardo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/feeds/6118176659750026159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786184019989306564&amp;postID=6118176659750026159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/6118176659750026159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/6118176659750026159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='Blood Diamonds'/><author><name>apichardo188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03217619185633672725</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786184019989306564.post-8097505784930465431</id><published>2009-01-15T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T07:42:39.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Math Haiku</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3378/3196749803_6ab96165a4.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am at math class &lt;div&gt;I find some things confusing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I need some help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3378/3196749803_6ab96165a4.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3378/3196749803_6ab96165a4.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5786184019989306564-8097505784930465431?l=apchardo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/feeds/8097505784930465431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786184019989306564&amp;postID=8097505784930465431' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/8097505784930465431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/8097505784930465431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-math-haiku.html' title='My Math Haiku'/><author><name>apichardo188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03217619185633672725</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786184019989306564.post-1447835068252834414</id><published>2009-01-12T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T11:41:16.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Instruction manual for life</title><content type='html'>1.  The video is about how the parents don't want change in their life so their trying to make the son believe he doesn't need change in his life either. The parents don't want the son changing his beliefs.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  I do agree with the message.  I agree with the message because you can't make everyone believe in what you believe. It's either they do believe in what you believe or they don't and they believe what they want or do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5786184019989306564-1447835068252834414?l=apchardo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/feeds/1447835068252834414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786184019989306564&amp;postID=1447835068252834414' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/1447835068252834414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/1447835068252834414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/2009/01/instruction-manual-for-life.html' title='Instruction manual for life'/><author><name>apichardo188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03217619185633672725</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786184019989306564.post-7246647293624758986</id><published>2008-12-23T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T07:38:21.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The cartoon</title><content type='html'>1. All the plastic bags I have go in the garbage or get reused. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I really don't know why this is bad. I don't know were plastic bags go after I am done with them. I throw them away or I keep them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I don't really know what can we do about them. Maybe we should keep them at our house a keep on reusing them. Like if we go on trips we could bring our lunch in the bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5786184019989306564-7246647293624758986?l=apchardo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/feeds/7246647293624758986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786184019989306564&amp;postID=7246647293624758986' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/7246647293624758986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/7246647293624758986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/2008/12/cartoon.html' title='The cartoon'/><author><name>apichardo188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03217619185633672725</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786184019989306564.post-3244971278749783674</id><published>2008-12-18T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T07:14:54.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PET LAND</title><content type='html'>Dear Pet land,&lt;div&gt;I think what you are doing is very wrong. Buying dogs and puppies from puppy mills is sad. I encourage you guys to stop supporting the puppy mills. Some dogs go crazy in there because they have no freedom. Some dogs die in there because they starve. Then you wonder why some dogs act the way they do. It's because you treat them like dirt. And some dogs should just get spayed. Because female dogs can have a lot of puppies. And when the store doesn't have enough room for the dogs they have to put them to sleep(kill them). And to me that is bad.  So I say don't be dumb or stupid and take care of the dogs like she/he was your child or family member.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5786184019989306564-3244971278749783674?l=apchardo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/feeds/3244971278749783674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786184019989306564&amp;postID=3244971278749783674' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/3244971278749783674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/3244971278749783674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/2008/12/pet-land.html' title='PET LAND'/><author><name>apichardo188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03217619185633672725</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786184019989306564.post-5307061477050941088</id><published>2008-12-16T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T11:34:22.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Story</title><content type='html'>1.  I think the decision Jamel made was very good. He didn't want to act like a fool so he didn't smoke the blunt. It was hard for him to choose because he had to pick between keeping his friends by smoking weed or choose to not act like a fool and be healthy. And he didn't want to loose his friends at all. But he wanted to make the right decision.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I really never got pressured by some thing I didn't want to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5786184019989306564-5307061477050941088?l=apchardo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/feeds/5307061477050941088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786184019989306564&amp;postID=5307061477050941088' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/5307061477050941088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/5307061477050941088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/2008/12/1.html' title='Story'/><author><name>apichardo188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03217619185633672725</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786184019989306564.post-7161077817464785482</id><published>2008-12-11T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:26:30.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Vacation=p</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://reviews.cnet.com/i/bto/20080227/Wii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 440px; height: 330px;" src="http://reviews.cnet.com/i/bto/20080227/Wii.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Christmas vacation is coming up and I can't wait!! This year I think we have the longest vacation we ever had it's like 12 days long. The thing I would like to have for Christmas the most is a wii. With two games, Mario cart and wii music. And that's basically what I would want. So what do you want for Christmas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5786184019989306564-7161077817464785482?l=apchardo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/feeds/7161077817464785482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786184019989306564&amp;postID=7161077817464785482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/7161077817464785482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/7161077817464785482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-vacationp.html' title='Christmas Vacation=p'/><author><name>apichardo188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03217619185633672725</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786184019989306564.post-3655791554982779025</id><published>2008-12-09T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:33:42.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Animal Cruelty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mnhumane.org/images/casper_abuse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 379px;" src="http://www.mnhumane.org/images/casper_abuse.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animal Cruelty is the worst thing you can do to an animal. They are just like people, they have feelings to you know. I hate to see a animal get hurt. Specially dogs and puppies there my favorite animal. Some of them are so cute and cuddly. I just love them.&lt;div&gt;The picture i put up is very sad. This is just one thing animal cruelty does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5786184019989306564-3655791554982779025?l=apchardo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/feeds/3655791554982779025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786184019989306564&amp;postID=3655791554982779025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/3655791554982779025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/3655791554982779025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/2008/12/animal-cruelty.html' title='Animal Cruelty'/><author><name>apichardo188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03217619185633672725</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786184019989306564.post-8995302545331893177</id><published>2008-11-22T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T07:17:08.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Five senses minus one!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.chariho.k12.ri.us/Ric/classpages/bsensespm/Senses1.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 370px; height: 408px;" src="http://www.chariho.k12.ri.us/Ric/classpages/bsensespm/Senses1.GIF" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had to give up one of my five senses for the rest of my life it would probablly be... To touch. I wouldnt be able to feel anything even the pain of needles. And because I probablly wouldn't want to give up any of my other senses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5786184019989306564-8995302545331893177?l=apchardo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/feeds/8995302545331893177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786184019989306564&amp;postID=8995302545331893177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/8995302545331893177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/8995302545331893177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/2008/11/five-senses-minus-one.html' title='Five senses minus one!!'/><author><name>apichardo188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03217619185633672725</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786184019989306564.post-2919753494591707753</id><published>2008-10-28T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T07:18:10.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLIDAYS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cornercrafters.com/happy_thanksgiving_turkey_wreath45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.cornercrafters.com/happy_thanksgiving_turkey_wreath45.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.guide2christmas.com/i2christmas_tree.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 437px;" src="http://www.guide2christmas.com/i2christmas_tree.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the holidays. In your house all warm and cozy. My favorite holidays are Christmas and Thanksgiving. I love Christmas because the snow and i love drinking hot chocolate. I also love Christmas because my house gets warm and i love laying in bed with blankets. And being with my family is cool too. And i love decorating the Christmas tree. The reason i love Thanksgiving too is because i love getting together with most of my family and giving thanks for the things we have. I also love that holiday because since i have a big family a lot of people come to my house and it's loud because every one is talking to some one different  and there trying to speak over the noise. What's your favorite holiday?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5786184019989306564-2919753494591707753?l=apchardo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/feeds/2919753494591707753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786184019989306564&amp;postID=2919753494591707753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/2919753494591707753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/2919753494591707753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/2008/10/holidays.html' title='HOLIDAYS'/><author><name>apichardo188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03217619185633672725</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786184019989306564.post-8656751182214939904</id><published>2008-10-14T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T07:44:59.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Child Labor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://epicurious.blogs.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/11/11/beans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://epicurious.blogs.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/11/11/beans.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo My Gosh!!! I hate working on a farm... My legs are so tiered. Walking up and down the field. Picking beans. See my family doesn't have that much money so i try to help out by working. So i hardly get to go to school or see my friends. I work for 14 hours on some days and 12 hours on other days when i am doing good. I hate that i have to work i just want to be a kid. But if i don't want to end up on the streets i have to work. Even if i don't like some times you gotta do what you gotta do. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5786184019989306564-8656751182214939904?l=apchardo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/feeds/8656751182214939904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786184019989306564&amp;postID=8656751182214939904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/8656751182214939904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/8656751182214939904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/2008/10/child-labor.html' title='Child Labor'/><author><name>apichardo188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03217619185633672725</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786184019989306564.post-807072542702883741</id><published>2008-10-07T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T07:34:02.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.memphiszoo.org/media/images/ButterflyCover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.memphiszoo.org/media/images/ButterflyCover.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; If i woke up in cold sweat looking like a bug i probally would cry. Because i hate all kinds of insects. If you look closely into there face they look so ugly. But If i woke up and i was one i would probally be an butterfly. There better looking than most insects. pluss i would be able to fly and have very nice wings. My life would probally change in many diffrent ways. I wouldn't want to go to school or come out of the house. But it would be cool to fly. I would be flying to any were you want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5786184019989306564-807072542702883741?l=apchardo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/feeds/807072542702883741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786184019989306564&amp;postID=807072542702883741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/807072542702883741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/807072542702883741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/2008/10/transformed.html' title='Transformed'/><author><name>apichardo188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03217619185633672725</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786184019989306564.post-4373799353137522193</id><published>2008-10-07T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T09:13:06.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SICK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thegardensgift.blogspot.com/sick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://thegardensgift.blogspot.com/sick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weather is driving me crazy. I am so sick right now. My nose is so stuffed. And i sound horrible. This stupid weather is the thing that's getting me sick. I think it's getting a lot of people sick. In my room at night it gets really cold and i have to get under a lot of blankets. i don't know why if my window is closed and the fan is off. But i guess the wind still comes in from some were. Now i have to take medicine and i hate medicine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5786184019989306564-4373799353137522193?l=apchardo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/feeds/4373799353137522193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786184019989306564&amp;postID=4373799353137522193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/4373799353137522193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/4373799353137522193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/2008/10/sick.html' title='SICK'/><author><name>apichardo188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03217619185633672725</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786184019989306564.post-894808871388694070</id><published>2008-10-02T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T07:38:55.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SKOOL</title><content type='html'>Do you like school?? Well if you do your a dork ha ha. Just kidding. That's actually good every parent wants a child that want to go to school. If you ask me i don't like school but i still have to go to get an education . Yup Yup that's how it is. If you want to become some thing you have to go to school and listen to the teachers and what they say and actually learn things. Not just sit there in la la land lime me. LoL.. Just kidding i listen some times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5786184019989306564-894808871388694070?l=apchardo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/feeds/894808871388694070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786184019989306564&amp;postID=894808871388694070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/894808871388694070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/894808871388694070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/2008/10/skool.html' title='SKOOL'/><author><name>apichardo188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03217619185633672725</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5786184019989306564.post-8970178361138017372</id><published>2008-09-23T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T07:38:51.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My summer vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src='http://docs.google.com/EmbedSlideshow?docid=df7j54pq_0fqbk8xc7' frameborder='0' width='410' height='342'&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5786184019989306564-8970178361138017372?l=apchardo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/feeds/8970178361138017372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5786184019989306564&amp;postID=8970178361138017372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/8970178361138017372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5786184019989306564/posts/default/8970178361138017372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apchardo188.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-summer-vacation.html' title='My summer vacation'/><author><name>apichardo188</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03217619185633672725</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
