<?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-2408726982150456972</id><updated>2011-10-16T09:37:14.572-04:00</updated><category term='guilty'/><category term='Obama for president'/><title type='text'>isabelly</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isabelly123.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2408726982150456972/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isabelly123.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04109943084427707227</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>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2408726982150456972.post-3961775490535411532</id><published>2009-09-12T07:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T07:33:06.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Backflip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Sweat trickles down the sides of my face.  I prepare myself to try one more time.  As I step up on to the big, purple mat, I try to let my body relax, but it can't.  Worries fill my mind, what if I land on my head?  What if I never learn?  It is hard not to think of them.  Still, I concentrate on my position.  Bending my knees, I lift my head, and jump backwards.  I land on my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Wow, did I just do it?  I stand there in shock as the rest of the girls clap for me.  As I walk off the mat the girl at the front of the line gives me a high-five.I walk to the back of the line.  Now I wait to do it, again.&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/2408726982150456972-3961775490535411532?l=isabelly123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isabelly123.blogspot.com/feeds/3961775490535411532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://isabelly123.blogspot.com/2009/09/backflip.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2408726982150456972/posts/default/3961775490535411532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2408726982150456972/posts/default/3961775490535411532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isabelly123.blogspot.com/2009/09/backflip.html' title='Backflip'/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04109943084427707227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2408726982150456972.post-4059261849007738929</id><published>2009-01-21T18:26:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T19:46:21.875-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guilty'/><title type='text'>Guilty</title><content type='html'>Whenever you do something and you don't want to tell anybody about it, it sticks to you like glue forever.  When you finally tell someone about it, you feel guilty but at least you got it out.  the person you tell will tell someone else and soon everyone knows about it.  So this is a quiz about what you would do if you told somebody and they tease you...&lt;br /&gt;                                        If you got teased by a friend because you said what you did you would...&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;br /&gt;                                        A.  I would cover up my sadness and play along with the joke.&lt;br /&gt;                                        B.  I would yell at them and storm away.&lt;br /&gt;                                        C.  I would cry and make a big deal over it.&lt;br /&gt;                                        D.  Other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please leave a note and tell me your answer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2408726982150456972-4059261849007738929?l=isabelly123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isabelly123.blogspot.com/feeds/4059261849007738929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://isabelly123.blogspot.com/2009/01/guilty.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2408726982150456972/posts/default/4059261849007738929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2408726982150456972/posts/default/4059261849007738929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isabelly123.blogspot.com/2009/01/guilty.html' title='Guilty'/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04109943084427707227</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2408726982150456972.post-3014490562364478501</id><published>2009-01-19T18:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T19:12:33.234-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama for president'/><title type='text'>Obama for president!</title><content type='html'>In much of Obama's speeches he talks about hope.  Hope for our country, hope for peace, hope for everything.  If Obama's dreams do come true, our country will be a much better place.  Many of people will be saying,''I want to move to the United States of America.''  Or,''I want to go and spend some time in the United States of America.''  Another thing in Obama's speeches is making schools better for children.  More children that were home-schooled will be going to school.  So, all I'm trying to say is thank you for voting for Obama if you did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2408726982150456972-3014490562364478501?l=isabelly123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isabelly123.blogspot.com/feeds/3014490562364478501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://isabelly123.blogspot.com/2009/01/obama-for-president.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2408726982150456972/posts/default/3014490562364478501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2408726982150456972/posts/default/3014490562364478501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isabelly123.blogspot.com/2009/01/obama-for-president.html' title='Obama for president!'/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04109943084427707227</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>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
