<?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-820188604070398830</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:40:41.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rain is sunshine</title><subtitle type='html'>life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass It's about learning to dance in the rain</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-3647345157334639722</id><published>2011-08-20T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T22:07:35.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>i'm tired... and not just because i feel like i haven't slept in months, but i'm just&amp;nbsp;exhausted, i feel so spent like everything i have to offer the world is already out on the table, and i keep trying to do more because i don't feel like i do enough. and because there are thing i need and want to do that i haven't been doing. i feel like i need to just a month that i can remove myself from people... in general... i think that is something that has really tired me out, people and what they think of me, or at least what i think they think of me.&lt;br /&gt;i just want... i don't know what i want right now, that's a problem to. i know what my end goal is, but i just don't know what i'm gonna do to get there. i hope i've made the right choices in the past... and i don't have more regrets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-3647345157334639722?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/3647345157334639722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/08/tired.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/3647345157334639722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/3647345157334639722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/08/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-4853352054487466531</id><published>2011-06-30T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T20:12:40.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh where oh where has my summer gone??</title><content type='html'>it's already the 30th and it feels like summer is just&amp;nbsp;beginning! i mean i've had fun and all but it's just moving so fast! i'm about to turn 17 that is crazy to me!!! wow!! plus i saw an old friend today, and he looked so old! i mean i was thinking about it and in a year i could be going to college classes and dating college guys! haha ugh it's weird!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-4853352054487466531?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/4853352054487466531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/06/oh-where-oh-where-has-my-summer-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/4853352054487466531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/4853352054487466531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/06/oh-where-oh-where-has-my-summer-gone.html' title='oh where oh where has my summer gone??'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-4323471162752557232</id><published>2011-06-20T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T18:12:14.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lego man hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My little brother has lego man hair! We had way to much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-J9BKTgYGxjo/TfLJhJpOH_I/AAAAAAAAAM0/LG8AY9N24oM/IMG_20110610_194614.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-u5_hgBNEh0k/TfLJjgvOs4I/AAAAAAAAAM4/GoF5KV72WXw/IMG_20110610_194753.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-4323471162752557232?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/4323471162752557232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/06/lego-man-hair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/4323471162752557232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/4323471162752557232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/06/lego-man-hair.html' title='Lego man hair'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-J9BKTgYGxjo/TfLJhJpOH_I/AAAAAAAAAM0/LG8AY9N24oM/s72-c/IMG_20110610_194614.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-8988665416431690059</id><published>2011-06-08T16:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T16:42:00.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the sun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;So today my mom was baby sitting almost all of the grandkids! We had a blast runing through the sprinkler and swiming in the hot tub! To bad max and london had to go home &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-xG8LzIe9dx0/TfAIxsdBNSI/AAAAAAAAAMw/BLt6j1RftTk/IMG_20110608_160313.png' /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-kVrId4YTwVM/TfAIIUkMNrI/AAAAAAAAAMc/awEszytix5U/IMG_20110608_160352.png' /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-XIWunDSDi1Y/TfAIL---9nI/AAAAAAAAAMk/e7fp13ljAYk/IMG_20110608_160343.png' /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-j2MrW8Otd-0/TfAIOcnXMQI/AAAAAAAAAMo/VYFdh0WajjM/IMG_20110608_160338.png' /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-CtP-ni3zOWY/TfAIQl5I9aI/AAAAAAAAAMs/ZoF1al0IKSU/IMG_20110608_160332.png' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-8988665416431690059?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8988665416431690059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/06/fun-in-sun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/8988665416431690059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/8988665416431690059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/06/fun-in-sun.html' title='Fun in the sun!'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-xG8LzIe9dx0/TfAIxsdBNSI/AAAAAAAAAMw/BLt6j1RftTk/s72-c/IMG_20110608_160313.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-6281597184104565885</id><published>2011-06-06T15:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T15:13:42.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New phone!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just got a new phone! And am posting this post on it! Ah this is super cool! Any way just and update!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-6281597184104565885?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/6281597184104565885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-phone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/6281597184104565885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/6281597184104565885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-phone.html' title='New phone!!!!'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-3163485167771771760</id><published>2011-05-31T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T16:30:47.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>prayer and faith.</title><content type='html'>I've&amp;nbsp;been really stressed as of late, mostly because of my summer&amp;nbsp;schedule,&amp;nbsp;I've&amp;nbsp;gotten cast in the fall play, which is&amp;nbsp;preformed&amp;nbsp;just a few weeks into school so must be&amp;nbsp;rehearsed&amp;nbsp;for over the summer. and then i am also on Orem high seminary&amp;nbsp;counsel,&amp;nbsp;which&amp;nbsp;not only do we have the summer seminary program to run, we have meetings all through the summer, then on top of that i am still trying to find a job... and that isn't turning anything up at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i just need to trust in the lord and pray...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-3163485167771771760?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/3163485167771771760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/05/prayer-and-faith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/3163485167771771760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/3163485167771771760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/05/prayer-and-faith.html' title='prayer and faith.'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-7103381993764031424</id><published>2011-05-30T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T21:40:00.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nettiquette... a few basics and some pet peeves of myself!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;For those who don't know what netiquette is... going&amp;nbsp;Google&amp;nbsp;it!&amp;nbsp;so now that you've read up on it, and for the people who won’t because I know there will be, here are the basic rules to being polite and right on the net.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;1.Remember that there is a real person at the other end, just because you can’t see hem doesn’t mean they’re not there.&lt;br /&gt;2. be who you really are. If you wouldn’t do it in person, you had better not do it in real life!&lt;br /&gt;3. be aware that each website has its own social codes. Watch and learn before you participate.&lt;br /&gt;4. be respectful of others time. Just because they don’t answer you right away does not mean they aren’t interested in what you have to say, however make what you have to say matter.&lt;br /&gt;5. Use the power of anonymous, but know what you are talking about. People will be more likely to listen if your writing is good, then if you just say whatever and move on.&lt;br /&gt;6. You have experts and novices online, become an expert and help the novices.&lt;br /&gt;7. Refer to number one; even if the person deserves to be put down don’t take too long about it. Even though the Internet fights can be funny it gets old fast.&lt;br /&gt;8. Reading someone’s real letters is against the law, so why read their emails?&lt;br /&gt;9. Just because you have power does not mean you can take advantage or are above the netiquette rules.&lt;br /&gt;10. Everyone is or was a novice, be polite and don’t get mad at them for a simple mistake, but if you feel you must do it nicely or in a private email.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Now I know some of these seem kind of like common sense. when I first found these and started to rule my Internet life by them a few of them I thought we silly, I mean really I understand if you take a while to answer my email, all I ask is that you eventually answer my email. And really why would someone other than a creep or a suspicious spouse read some ones email. (And as for the suspicious spouse, if you have good reason or stumble upon it I understand) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;So any way, I love these rule and have never really had to think about the putting people down, because I know I'm not an expert yet, I'm kind of in between expert and novice. I've had experts help me along the way and I’ve "witnessed" some awesome lessons.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;So now to the reasons behind this post.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;I’d like o add to these rules that unless your page blog or even facebook is on either the highest security or private, you should never state personal facts, about yourself, but especially about others.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;A few days ago I happened across something about a private subject that concerned a dear friend of mine. It really concerned me that this person, who had nothing to do with the situation, would post about it when she obviously didn't have all the information. I sent an email explaining my concern, to which I not only received a reply I received a post. She didn't name names but it was dripping with venom. In the rules about it says to put people down quickly and end it soon, which I attempted to do, I also tried to be as polite about it as possible, but she continued to attack me. I have now given up and am a little discouraged. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;I have no regrets about my actions, and am just sad that his had to happen...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Oh well I just thought I’d update you...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&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/820188604070398830-7103381993764031424?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/7103381993764031424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/05/nettiquette-few-basics-and-some-pet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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fling... the summary</title><content type='html'>SO!!!&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure you are all dying to know how my date went! since it was a few weeks ago, i'll keep this short!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS&amp;nbsp;AWESOME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was by far the best date i've ever had! it was so much fun and my date was such a gentleman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so before i get to far a head of my self i'll just start at the&amp;nbsp;beginning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;how did i ask him?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a little block of his favorite chesse and had a little not that said that said "i know this is cheesy but will you go to spring fling with..." and then he had to unscramble my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;how did he answer?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he kinda didn't. we just kinda walked up to eachother the wednesday before the dance, during choir and i was like "so i'm gonna assume..."&lt;br /&gt;and he cut me off and said "of course it's a yes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;what did you do for your day date?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;non&amp;nbsp;existent.... we just did let's play at the park right before dinner and then go to the dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;so! how was the date date?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll just run you through an agenda. so at 5 the four of us girls:&amp;nbsp;Hannah,&amp;nbsp;Jesselyn,&amp;nbsp;Jessica, and i went to check out the pizzas and order them. at 530 we went to pick up the boys, and it was kinda funny cuz when we got to&amp;nbsp;Sam's&amp;nbsp;house(my date) i got out of the car but his brother and dad were out in their yard... let me put it this way, both of them are over 6 foot 2 and very toned... i was scared stiff... luckily&amp;nbsp;Sam&amp;nbsp;just came out the&amp;nbsp;door&amp;nbsp;and quickly to the car saving me since i'm pretty sure i couldn't have moved unless it was to get back into th car. so then we went to the park and we just played games and swung on the swings, and the we took pictures, a few of&amp;nbsp;which&amp;nbsp;are below, i have to say... all of mine are epic! most of that has to do with&amp;nbsp;Sam! haha.&lt;br /&gt;so then we ate and then we played some more, we finally left for the dance around 930 and got there around 945, we danced and then left at 1045 and went to get&amp;nbsp;frostys&amp;nbsp;at&amp;nbsp;Wendy's! if you've every been to the one next to target you know that there is a big&amp;nbsp;field&amp;nbsp;next to the&amp;nbsp;Wendy's&amp;nbsp;and so after we got&amp;nbsp;frostys&amp;nbsp;we went and sat on the cars and&amp;nbsp;tried&amp;nbsp;and failed to watch the stars. so instead we just talked. and it was so nice! i loved it! he actually held a conversation with me! it was just such a nice thing!&lt;br /&gt;oh and did i mention that he held my door open for me every where we went! it was so cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-1215564773590582803?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' 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Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pr0vumzkVaE/Tcii5LwrDTI/AAAAAAAAAJc/BSUgtwUPaAs/s72-c/IMG_4893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-6257302372775034418</id><published>2011-05-09T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T15:29:14.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on the gender male</title><content type='html'>men, boys, guys, male,&lt;br /&gt;women, girls, gals, females.&lt;br /&gt;those 8 words in&amp;nbsp;fundamentals&amp;nbsp;don't look that different, and yet the things they represent are astronomically different. eve was made from&amp;nbsp;Adams&amp;nbsp;rib, so to some people that means that men had to be made first and are therefore&amp;nbsp;superior. to some it is just the fact that who ever made them needed&amp;nbsp;Adams&amp;nbsp;DNA. to yet others man was made first so god could work out all the mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure i like any of those choices, but i do know that men and women are different, and&amp;nbsp;whether&amp;nbsp;it was to create a challenge or just to make falling in love difficult, we are like the same sides of a magnet you have to find a&amp;nbsp;balance&amp;nbsp;and a place were&amp;nbsp;neither&amp;nbsp;one has to change to much... i've&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;tried&amp;nbsp;so hard to make sure i don't change myself for guys, but sometimes it's hard not to bring some of their interests into yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys right now are a challenge. i am so confused as to where i stand, and that's never a good place to be... i kinda like 4 boys right now but all of them have things that would prevent me from liking them more then a friend... two of the boys are liked my two of my other friends, and they both kinda like those girls back. the other just got out of a break up and i'd hate to be a rebound, except i know that every guy i like will be a rebound until i find the man i want to marry for the rest of my life. and the last has decided not to have a girl friend until he comes back from a mission, and i respect him to much to try to like him, or to get him to like me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya... but other then that gender being confusing, i'm happy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-6257302372775034418?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/6257302372775034418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-106086783140301806</id><published>2011-05-09T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T15:10:30.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wanting...</title><content type='html'>i find myself missing&amp;nbsp;Virgina&amp;nbsp;more and more, and&amp;nbsp;since&amp;nbsp;i went to&amp;nbsp;California&amp;nbsp;with my family, i just want to go back to the beach...&lt;br /&gt;it's not that i hate&amp;nbsp;Utah, it's just i loved those places, i felt like i&amp;nbsp;belonged&amp;nbsp;on a beach, in flip flops and shorts. but every time it rains i love that so much!&amp;nbsp;in fact, i love the rain so much i even title it my sunshine! some of my best&amp;nbsp;stories&amp;nbsp;or&amp;nbsp;inspiration&amp;nbsp;has come from when i sit out in the rain...&lt;br /&gt;there is just&amp;nbsp;something&amp;nbsp;about when the little drops of water hit my skin that makes my mind light up.&lt;br /&gt;it's&amp;nbsp;raining&amp;nbsp;right now, an all i want to do is be sitting out there!&lt;br /&gt;but at the same time all i want is to be not in Utah! i am just sick of being here... i want to be someplace else...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-106086783140301806?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/106086783140301806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/05/wanting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/106086783140301806'/><link rel='self' 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I watched as Saddam Hussein was thrown from power and sentenced to death, I can still remember seeing the statue of Hussein being pulled down. And then the big threat was Bin Laden... for the last year I haven't really heard of him that much, but now I feel like we've won something great! I don't know how this will affect al Qaeda or our troops, but I know that for myself I feel like this is an event to remember! &amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&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/820188604070398830-5440648559581820875?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/5440648559581820875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/05/and-end-in-sight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/5440648559581820875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/5440648559581820875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/05/and-end-in-sight.html' title='and end in sight???'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-8535876220110717728</id><published>2011-04-28T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T15:00:52.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>funny things!</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; so i'm a dork! lets just put that out there before you all go into shock over the silly things i do!&lt;br /&gt;so i have this friend, and her name is rebecca, and her dad puts these random little things in her lunch almost everyday, and luckily i have both of my third periods with her! it's weird but it totally makes my day to see the little toys that she gets! plus it feed the moments that i want to act like a little kid! like when she got a little stuffed lamb and i kept on making sheep noises at her! hahaa so ya! that's all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-8535876220110717728?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8535876220110717728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/04/funny-things.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/8535876220110717728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/8535876220110717728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/04/funny-things.html' title='funny things!'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-8472627045258654634</id><published>2011-04-10T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T19:18:20.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>excited</title><content type='html'>aaah i'm excited!!!!!!!!!!!! i'm going to&amp;nbsp;Disney&amp;nbsp;land! nuf said, updates to come! and lots of&amp;nbsp;pictures&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-8472627045258654634?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8472627045258654634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/04/excited.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/8472627045258654634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/8472627045258654634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/04/excited.html' title='excited'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-9152274033388436523</id><published>2011-03-31T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T07:30:49.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jamba jive!!!!!</title><content type='html'>ok so i have an interveiw for a job at jamba jucie today!!!!!!! i'm so excited!!!!!!!!!!!!! i love that place so much and it would be so much fun to work there!!!! oh i'm so happy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a sad note, i droped my phone in the sink... it was full of water, so now i have to see if it will work again... and if it doesn't i have no clue what i'm gonna do!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-9152274033388436523?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/9152274033388436523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/03/jamba-jive.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/9152274033388436523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/9152274033388436523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/03/jamba-jive.html' title='jamba jive!!!!!'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-8822813466452987551</id><published>2011-03-30T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T17:40:22.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GTQcb2I-oN4/TZPMhjbseBI/AAAAAAAAAJI/x7VnCNnsF0o/s1600/glass-half-full.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GTQcb2I-oN4/TZPMhjbseBI/AAAAAAAAAJI/x7VnCNnsF0o/s320/glass-half-full.jpg" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ok so&amp;nbsp;usually&amp;nbsp;i think i'm a pretty&amp;nbsp;positive&amp;nbsp;person! but lately&amp;nbsp;I've&amp;nbsp;been really negative, and i can feel it affecting my relationships. i really need to work on this... so maybe for a little while i'll&amp;nbsp;post&amp;nbsp;a few things i'm&amp;nbsp;grateful&amp;nbsp;for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. family... just all of them in general, they may get on my&amp;nbsp;nerves&amp;nbsp;but i love them!&lt;br /&gt;2. schooling... i know that in a lot of places it's not possible to get an education, and i'm able to have that!&lt;br /&gt;3. talents... i am so blessed to be able to excel at things, i know that i have&amp;nbsp;many&amp;nbsp;talents, and i'm sure i have many i don't even realize!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;already i feel better... ya i'm doing that more often...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-8822813466452987551?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8822813466452987551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/03/ok-so-think-im-pretty-but-lately-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/8822813466452987551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/8822813466452987551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/03/ok-so-think-im-pretty-but-lately-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GTQcb2I-oN4/TZPMhjbseBI/AAAAAAAAAJI/x7VnCNnsF0o/s72-c/glass-half-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-4953690389191520485</id><published>2011-03-26T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T20:22:11.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>understand</title><content type='html'>i think i understand&amp;nbsp;something&amp;nbsp;about my self a little better. &lt;br /&gt;i have wondered why it is so hard for me to keep up on this blog, i have friends my age who can do it! and then i realized that i don't like writing things that are worthless, that i why i am so good at writing dramas and thoughtful things, because it means&amp;nbsp;something&amp;nbsp;to me. that is the reason i like to write, because i feel like i can help someone, even if only one person reads my stories, poems, and plays, if they can learn&amp;nbsp;something&amp;nbsp;or gain anything from it, i have won! i hate writing just to write, even if it's about my life. i want my work to mean&amp;nbsp;something! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing is i write about everything! my room is filled with journals filled with my stories and scraps of paper with ideas for new. and after every little story in those journals is the reason behind that story. and if it's not there, then the story is the reason,&amp;nbsp;whether&amp;nbsp;it actually happened to me, or to one of my friends.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i write i feel freed! i feel like all of this pressure to be great goes away because when i write... i am great! i love when I've got it completely finished and how i want it, and can read my words to life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love to write and i hope i can work on this... or just adjust a little!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-4953690389191520485?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/4953690389191520485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/03/understand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/4953690389191520485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/4953690389191520485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/03/understand.html' title='understand'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-2745075817367050952</id><published>2011-03-17T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T20:08:22.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i've been thinking...</title><content type='html'>about letters...&lt;br /&gt;i got a letter today, from one of my best friends, it was great to see it sitting there on my bed and have the satisfaction of ripping it open and reading those words from someone i really care about. i am now inspired... i am excited to get going on this idea in my head, i'll let you know how it works out!&lt;br /&gt;about boys... &lt;br /&gt;boys are kind of dumb! i mean I've always known that, but this week it's been really apparent! i hate most of the immature boys around me, i feel like there are very few people that are at my level and understand me. that's one of the reasons i really like this one guy, he's not a little immature boy. he understands thing that most of my other friends just can't because they haven't had the chance. &lt;br /&gt;about the future... &lt;br /&gt;the future is unknown, and it scares me, i feel like i could be killing my shots to be something great and it's killing me! everyone all ways tells me i'm so talented, but i never get the leads... i don't know how else to get them! i am not gonna turn into those people that i hate, the ones that don't care about anyone, and take the spotlight all the time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-2745075817367050952?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/2745075817367050952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/03/ive-been-thinking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/2745075817367050952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/2745075817367050952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/03/ive-been-thinking.html' title='i&apos;ve been thinking...'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-5596059550071688722</id><published>2011-03-15T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T15:52:38.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate the internet</title><content type='html'>i hate the internet sometimes! sometimes it wont load, somtimes it is just ubber slow, and then there are those times when people tell you how to use it and all you want to do is everything but that... &lt;br /&gt;i am in a computer tech class right now and i really dislike it. it's online so that makes it hard, but i can't understand her instuctions half the time. i've had to read the same thing over and over again 4 times to get it and then actually do the assignment! ugh!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-5596059550071688722?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/5596059550071688722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-hate-internet.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/5596059550071688722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/5596059550071688722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-hate-internet.html' title='i hate the internet'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-3000307487057046290</id><published>2011-03-08T07:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T07:14:18.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life... in a nut shell</title><content type='html'>life right now is interesting. it's march every one! and i am once again behind on my blogging, it's a good thing i am up to date on my homework and stuff because then my study hall is like heaven!!!! so my January and February in a few sentences k?&lt;br /&gt;January- preference with Adam schraedel, had a blat!(pictures to come)&lt;br /&gt;started figuring out plans for things to come. &lt;br /&gt;and the rest of January was filled with school and boredom.&lt;br /&gt;February- so the month of love!&lt;br /&gt;i got made seminary president of my class.&lt;br /&gt;worked on my monologues for drama 4.&lt;br /&gt;performed monologues in drama 4. &lt;br /&gt;some where between working on monologues and performing them i realized i really really liked Adam schraedel. &lt;br /&gt;and no we are all up to date! so!!!&lt;br /&gt;today is two of my friends birthdays and i went out to breakfast with a whole bunch of people and those two to celebrate them being older. the funny thing about birthdays is that you are only one day older then the day before! if we look at it like that then every day should be a celebration! the day after our birthday would be a party and every day in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha so yes... I'm happy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-3000307487057046290?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/3000307487057046290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/03/life-in-nut-shell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/3000307487057046290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/3000307487057046290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2011/03/life-in-nut-shell.html' title='life... in a nut shell'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-8509959570600375514</id><published>2010-12-12T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T15:20:15.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DECEMBER!!!!!</title><content type='html'>ok my friends, it's december, and i finally feel like Christmas is in the air, and the snow leaves. there is no snow on the ground and even though i love the snow, i am so happy it's gone. but i can't wait for Christmas!!!!!hm, life is good, i don't like any boys right now, and though i love not liking them, i am bored!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-8509959570600375514?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8509959570600375514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/12/december.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/8509959570600375514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/8509959570600375514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/12/december.html' title='DECEMBER!!!!!'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-8918708488098814077</id><published>2010-11-28T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T20:29:52.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing</title><content type='html'>how do i explain what's been going on and what I've been feeling, when what i've been feeling is nothing. i'm not sad, but i'm not really happy wither. life is good,but i feel like there is something missing... i have this feeling like i'm meant to do something but i have no clue what it is. nothing is happening right now, i'm simply here. i don't know how to say it better then that, so ya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-8918708488098814077?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8918708488098814077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/11/nothing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/8918708488098814077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/8918708488098814077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/11/nothing.html' title='nothing'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-3032454526312120694</id><published>2010-11-09T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T21:39:29.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>limbo? number 2</title><content type='html'>ok, so i guess i'm in limbo again, not really liking anyone, but liking everyone... pretty much if someone came up to me and told me they liked me. i could form a crush on them within a day or two. plus i think this one kid, buck, likes me... so i kinda wanna put my focus there... :)&lt;br /&gt;ugh, but tulip is still annoying the heck out of me! i thought it was just because she liked psych, but it has got to be more... because she bugs me all the time now, even when she isn't talking about him! it must be her personality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my little niece Ele was born tonight, and i haven't been able to seen her yet, but i bet she's adorable! she was born 8 weeks early... basically all of my nieces and nephews have been early, but and two others were super early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so life is good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-3032454526312120694?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/3032454526312120694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/11/limbo-number-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/3032454526312120694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/3032454526312120694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/11/limbo-number-2.html' title='limbo? number 2'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-8646458191818867543</id><published>2010-11-05T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T06:09:11.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15 second report</title><content type='html'>i quit the play&lt;br /&gt;bubbles and spark broke up,&lt;br /&gt;i'm over spark&lt;br /&gt;bubbles is still in love with spark&lt;br /&gt;i have a new friend tulip who likes psych and won't stop talking about him and is getting on my nerves. &lt;br /&gt;i'm tired...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-8646458191818867543?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8646458191818867543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/11/15-second-report.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/8646458191818867543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/8646458191818867543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/11/15-second-report.html' title='15 second report'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-59600014509511581</id><published>2010-11-02T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T16:36:19.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>news</title><content type='html'>i quit the play because of grades and scheduling problems... now i don't know what to do with myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-59600014509511581?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/59600014509511581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/11/news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/59600014509511581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/59600014509511581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/11/news.html' title='news'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-7105336540462234044</id><published>2010-10-26T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T20:01:24.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh...</title><content type='html'>welll pretty much right now i just need to forget guys... they stink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-7105336540462234044?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/7105336540462234044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/10/sigh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/7105336540462234044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/7105336540462234044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/10/sigh.html' title='sigh...'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-4028241697969667346</id><published>2010-10-08T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T22:10:44.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>limbo?</title><content type='html'>ok so i have this "friend" we've been friends since 7th grade, but it's always been a weird relationship... it's like sometimes we are friends, and sometimes she doesn't want to deal with me. which is fine since i know i'm weird and hard to handle. but still sometimes it's hard for me, i have to have a good support system and i don't get that if my best friends live in other places and the friends i do have keep spliting on me. so any way, a couple weeks ago this friend, how about bubbles, ya so bubbles decided that we were friends again, and had to know everything that was going on, and of corse i told her that i was trying to get over psych and had thought i liked, um... spark, so instead of telling me that she thought she might have feelings for him two she encourages me to like him, then i find out he has liked her for about 6 months, and so on the bus ride down to Shakespeare they decide to get together... i don't know if many of you know, but when i fall for a guy i fall hard, it's not hard to change my mind during the first few days, but if you try to change me after a week or two, it sucks, i hate trying to get over guys, because i can't purposely find fault in them and dwell on it, I've tried very hard to always find the best of people, even though i don't always express the best of them here. so anyway back to the bus to Shakespeare, so them got together and then she came back and was talking to me about how sorry she was and how she wished it had been different, and we had a great talk and we became closer... but every time i look at them i just want to cry, i feel like she purposely didn't tell me just to kill me, and i know that isn't true, but it feels that way. so know i'm all bumbed and i really just want someone to tell me everything will be fine, but at the same time all i want is someone to hold me and let me cry ad tell me what a jerk bubbles is and what a horrible friend she is and that sparks is beneath me anyway and give me ice cream and cookies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-4028241697969667346?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/4028241697969667346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/10/limbo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/4028241697969667346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/4028241697969667346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/10/limbo.html' title='limbo?'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-8850359324652263952</id><published>2010-10-02T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T10:53:27.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness!</title><content type='html'>ok so i know am like so happy! psych keeps on becoming nicer, less full of him self, and he cut it off with the girl! oh i'm so happy! i really am over him though, and our friend ship has been a lot better! there is a lot of stress that was just thrown out of the picture! it helped a lot that once i was over him i could step back and know that it was his life and he needed to do what made him happy, and then when he gave the girl up he wasn't focused on his life and how much he liked her, and all of the sudden our friend ship just became like new!i'm very happy now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-8850359324652263952?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8850359324652263952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/10/happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/8850359324652263952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/8850359324652263952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/10/happiness.html' title='happiness!'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-3121810903906326528</id><published>2010-09-19T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T13:47:44.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>better????</title><content type='html'>so lately psych has been acting better, he hasn't been completely his old self, but he's a lot better, and i feel like i might b getting over him! i'm so happy! i really hope this new crinkle proves to be someone i can crush on for real!  so so far school is going ok, i have a couple bad grades but i can fix those really fast, and i'll need to, because i know my dad will take me out f the play! so i'm working really hard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-3121810903906326528?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/3121810903906326528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/09/better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/3121810903906326528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/3121810903906326528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/09/better.html' title='better????'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-6605787275912381349</id><published>2010-09-06T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T17:28:53.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boy oh boy!!!</title><content type='html'>uuuugggggghhhh!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ok so i have this friend, we'll cal him psych. we have practically grown up together, and i have liked him on and off forever. and lately he's found out that the girl he likes likes him back... he's done this once before, and he ended up getting hurt, and i know because of the past he's being more careful, but i still wish he'd just calm down and let her go, because he's going to turn 16 soon and it would suck if he just started dating her and only her... plus it's been really hard on me watching him come into the drama world and become someone else, i hoped that he would be one of the few who can still be nice to people after they get a lead, but he's not. the way he got his role wasn't that different then me, we both got it in our first year with ms Kate, but I've been in the drama world since i was 5 and he's never been in it. but now he feels like he can do no wrong and is so amazing! it's driving me crazy!!! he's becoming a different person, with more that i love and more that i hate... i now have liked him for about a year and a half straight, and all together about 3 years... and the weirdest thing about it all, is that every other guy I've liked i could imagine myself standing in a wedding dress next to him... but with psych, i can't... i just don't see us together, so why can't i let him go!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-6605787275912381349?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/6605787275912381349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/09/boy-oh-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/6605787275912381349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/6605787275912381349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/09/boy-oh-boy.html' title='boy oh boy!!!'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-6313695961426794971</id><published>2010-09-01T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T12:36:35.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>strange...</title><content type='html'>so i was thinking about how my school is not MY school. it's just not orem, i mean it's really cool, we have all sorts of new stuff, and everything is all new, and that's nice. but it just doesn't feel like orem. orem is a community, a whole bunch of people who even though then=y may not know each other, get along, and share a common goal, success. at th old orem, the school was smaller, so we literally were closer together, which invited accident friendships, due to the lack of tables, getting tripped, and running to seminary... now everything is so far apart, i feel really separate from everyone. plus, the big commons area feels like an airport... much to open, and full of people you don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-6313695961426794971?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/6313695961426794971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/09/strange.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/6313695961426794971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/6313695961426794971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/09/strange.html' title='strange...'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-597504281511165231</id><published>2010-08-28T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T21:25:04.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>drama retreat!</title><content type='html'>so yesterday, i left and went to my drama 4 retreat, the entire class and chaperones all stayed at this cabin by heber valley girls camp! it was so much fun! we played so many games, and we talked about scenes for Shakespeare. so the first game we played was all about our funny answers to funny questions. the question was who in drama 4 we would eat and with what sauce. it was so funny!! we laughed our heads off, they we kinda toned it down and talked about our scene and how it was all about war, and we talked about how we all felt about war, it was so awesome to hear what every one said, it was amazing. then we all played improve games, first we plays hitch hiker... it was so funny, and i was laughing so hard i almost peed my pants!then we played levels, and this one boy got up and tapped out the bottom level then started the scene by saying, "i'm a caterpillar!!!", it was so darn funny!!  then we played a wind down game called tableau, this is were the leader says a word, and everyone else takes a pose that shows how you feel about that word. it was so amazing, especially after the round was done and everyone told what their pose meant... i'm already in love with my class and it hasn't even really begun!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-597504281511165231?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/597504281511165231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/08/drama-retreat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/597504281511165231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/597504281511165231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/08/drama-retreat.html' title='drama retreat!'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-7329764160854547743</id><published>2010-08-26T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T14:08:56.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>school!!!!</title><content type='html'>it's official!! I'm a junior in high school! i know weird right!!! i've had two days of school! and it's really starting to sink in that i only have this year and next and then i'm gone! i'm out of the house... maybe... and legal adult, in july. haha! but my teachers are acutally treating us like adults. sure the work load will be big but, they know that we are people, people that are almost adults! it's great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-7329764160854547743?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/7329764160854547743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/08/school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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of them are dead, but i'll explain my family tree some other time. so before, i always thought that i would be way more upset about my grandma m's death then my grandma p's death, so when i heard that my grandma m had died, i felt bad that i didn't cry as much as i had with my grandma p. and today i started to realize that i had always thought i was closer to me gma m but in fact i was way closer to gma p in several ways. gma p was always around, we always had her, and in a way i took it for granted, i wonder how i could have spent more time with her. but i've decided, what if's are the things that make you o crazy, so i'm trying to stop my what ifs. don't get me wrong, i miss my gma m, but i just realized that it was her time, and she was never a part of my life like gma p was... i hope that doesn't make me a bad person!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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 [lahyvz] Show IPA, adjective&lt;br /&gt;–noun&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;the condition that distinguishes organisms from inorganic objects and dead organisms, being manifested by growth through metabolism, reproduction, and the power of adaptation to environment through changes originating internally.&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;the sum of the distinguishing phenomena of organisms, esp. metabolism, growth, reproduction, and adaptation to environment.&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;the animate existence or period of animate existence of an individual: to risk one's life; a short life and a merry one.&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;a corresponding state, existence, or principle of existence conceived of as belonging to the soul: eternal life.&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;the general or universal condition of human existence: Too bad, but life is like that.&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt;any specified period of animate existence: a man in middle life.&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;br /&gt;the period of existence, activity, or effectiveness of something inanimate, as a machine, lease, or play: The life of the car may be ten years.&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;br /&gt;a living being: Several lives were lost.&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;br /&gt;living things collectively: the hope of discovering life on other planets; insect life.&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;br /&gt;a particular aspect of existence: He enjoys an active physical life.&lt;br /&gt;11.&lt;br /&gt;the course of existence or sum of experiences and actions that constitute a person's existence: His business has been his entire life.&lt;br /&gt;12.&lt;br /&gt;a biography: a newly published life of Willa Cather.&lt;br /&gt;13.&lt;br /&gt;animation; liveliness; spirit: a speech full of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is precious, special, and often discarded and thrown away. at times life is thrilling, exciting, and a little to fast to keep up with. but then life also can seem to have no meaning, boring, and non purposeful. in it's definition, it's synonyms are existence and experience. so how do i make my life, or the sum of my experiences, more meaningful? how do i make my existence one that the world notices? that is the question i want answered, and i guess i can get all the help in the world, but in the end, i'm the one who has to answer it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-2932706445154411586?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/2932706445154411586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/08/life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/2932706445154411586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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picture&lt;br /&gt;lost&lt;br /&gt;alone&lt;br /&gt;worried&lt;br /&gt;happy&lt;br /&gt;excited&lt;br /&gt;confused &lt;br /&gt;puzzled&lt;br /&gt;thoughtful&lt;br /&gt;prayerful &lt;br /&gt;hopeful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/TGr7rPkYsRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Zl7Y2QPEWMU/s1600/alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/TGr7rPkYsRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Zl7Y2QPEWMU/s320/alone.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506490214745944338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-5024016653727159416?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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that, but couldn't help laughing at the fact that seconds before i had just asked roo to go shop with me! so we had planed to go Wednesday and so at mutual the next day we kinda worked out times and stuff, and it was all set so Wednesday she came and got me and we went shopping, we got her the cutest shirt and had a blast! in the end there was just enough to buy my the cutest hat ever, usually i can't pull of hats, but with my longer hair and the style of hat, i looked really cute! then we went and got roo&lt;br /&gt;s friend a birthday present, that was fun to cuz we just hung out and had a great time talking and shopping :)! so let's go back to Tuesday, it was my first time as an offical laurel and it was so much fun! we went on a bike ride up the canyon, and just had a blast! those girls are so much fun! i love them all! i can't believe that half of them are going off to college!! it's so sad! but i'll see most of them a lot, and i plan in staying in touch with them all! but ya that's all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-565815637821395834?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/565815637821395834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/07/catch-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/565815637821395834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/565815637821395834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/07/catch-up.html' title='catch up!!'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-5907765740566185252</id><published>2010-07-19T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T14:48:01.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chromesplit!!</title><content type='html'>ok so i finished posting one of the last few posts and i saw this advertisement for Google chrome, and it said "try Google chrome, see websites side by side!" so i thought to myself that's really neat! maybe i'll try Google chrome, now before i had my laptop i didn't like Google chrome cuz it had all my mom's bookmarks on it and i thought is was weird. but i tried it and i really liked it, ten i tried to find the thing that would let me see sites side by side and i googled it, and found this extension page, and it's super cool right now i have a blogger extension that lets me blog even if i'm on facebook and the chrome split, lets me see all of my sites at once! that means a lot to me when i get back to school, less tab changes and i can research so much easier, and right now it's nice to be able to see Pandora while i do everything else so i can like and dislike songs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-5907765740566185252?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.facebook.com/home.php?sk=lf' title='chromesplit!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/5907765740566185252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-9211873577860969788</id><published>2010-07-19T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T11:34:09.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday!</title><content type='html'>OK! so i totally forgot to post about my birthday!! i'm 16 now! it's so weird! i had a part on the 10th and had a couple friends over and it was super fun! i spent my really birthday at a family reunion which was fun but kind stunk, i wanted to hang with friends, but when i got home i got to go to a stake dance with a whole bunch of my friends! thanks to my family who came to the reunion, it was awesome!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-9211873577860969788?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-893581764370817289</id><published>2010-07-18T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T18:53:41.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sadness</title><content type='html'>today, i was looking at some friends on facebook that i hadn't talked to in awhile, and i thought of this one friend, lily, she and i were kinda good friends growing up and last year i found out that she was pregnant, i wasn't that surprised, but at the same time i was, she is the same age as me, and when she had her baby i kept on putting myself in her place, and how would i react and then she kept on making the opposite decisions, like keeping the baby, and marrying the guy, and i was looking at her profile today and i just decided, that i feel really bad for her, she put herself in a situation that had so many bad outcomes, i decided that i still needed to be her friend, and so i sent her a message wondering how she was and if she wanted to hang out so i could meet her baby, and now i just wait for the reply message and i find myself quite worried that she won't want to be friends...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-893581764370817289?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/893581764370817289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/07/sadness.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/893581764370817289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/893581764370817289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/07/sadness.html' title='sadness'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-7813032955325249648</id><published>2010-07-13T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T20:56:56.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a couple new things!</title><content type='html'>so first i hope you like change in the back round, and second i think i'm actually going to do this!!! weird right! so here's what's been going on, last week i went to girls camp! awesome, i mean it was just awesome, it was one of the best in the 5 five years i've gone. it was super spiritual, and if you want to know how call or text me it's to personal to put on a blog. and second, while i was at camp my grandma's birthday happened, my grandma Inez passed away this past January, it's been really hard on me, and when i realized that i'd forgotten her birthday i wanted to cry... i really misses my grandma, sure she was a little weird, but she was my grandma and i loved her i and i hope she knows that. so my birthday is this Saturday and i'm gonna be gone so my parents said i could have my party a week before so i got home from camp took a shower got ready and had a party, it was great, i had so much fun, i didn't have 20, in fact i didn't even have 10 people come, but the people who did come were awesome and made it a great party!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-7813032955325249648?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/7813032955325249648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/07/couple-new-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/7813032955325249648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/7813032955325249648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/07/couple-new-things.html' title='a couple new things!'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-8600582756260145365</id><published>2010-07-12T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T21:03:10.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling kinda weird...</title><content type='html'>today i went to despicable me with like my best friend in the world, and her family, we'll call her sandy. so a little back round, sandy and i grew up together, and her older brother was like an older brother to me, and her mother is like a second mother to me, they've moved around alot but sandy and i have stayed really close and are still like sisters. so i got picked up to go to the movie, and her brother was driving, it was really weird, i mean i knew that he was 17, it just hadn't really clicked until that moment. it was freaky, and then once we got to the theater sandy pointed out that he was graduating, yet again it hit me not only how old he is, but how old i am... i'm about to turn 16... on Saturday... it's kinda scaring me, i mean when your a little child you are always wishing to be that much older, "oh i can't wait to be in this next grade" "oh i can't wait till i'm out of elementary" " oh i can't wait till i'm out of Junior high and 16 so i can date and drive..." you are constantly building your self up for the next thing, and when you get there, it's not as big as you thought it was going to be... but for some reason i'm scared to turn 16, i feel like i'm approaching a turning point in my life that could decide so many things in my future, and i'm not sure i'm ready to make those big decisions... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks ago if you'd told me i'd be scared to turn 16 i'd have told you you are silly, how could i be scared to turn 16!!!! it's kinda scaring me how scared i am. i just hope i'm ready to be the kind of person i know i should be, and then kind of person i want to marry, i know it's really early to be thinking about marriage, but i always here that saying "you marry who you date" and i want to date people worthy to enter the temple with me, so i want those people to know that i am worthy and will stay worthy for my future spouse... i know this is super weird to be scared, but i am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so i wrote this really late last night, and i just reread it, i'm feeling a whole lot better about the whole turning point in my life, i realized that i don't have to make those decisions by my self and hopefully not all at once i don't feel ready but i think it's better that way, if you were ready for every thing there would be no room to grow and experience things out of your comfort zone... i'm content... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-8600582756260145365?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8600582756260145365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/07/feeling-kinda-weird.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/8600582756260145365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/8600582756260145365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/07/feeling-kinda-weird.html' title='feeling kinda weird...'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-5865848540179979377</id><published>2010-07-12T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T18:45:56.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a couple movie reviews!</title><content type='html'>so i saw toy story 3 a few weeks ago at first i thought it was going to be dumb and i didn't want to see it, but i went any way. when i got out of the movie i was so pleased with the movie i had nothing wrong to say about it, and i still don't. it was so good i laughed i cried and i had the best time watching it. it pulled at my heart strings in s many ways. toys story is dear to my heart because i grew up watching it and the whole story is just wonderful, i think they brought it to wonderful end! thank you Disney!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i saw despicable me, it was super good!!! it was super funny, i loved it, i loved the good and evil, and i loved watching the person verses person, and person vs self and all sorts of conflict. it was super funny, but it had great moments of sweetness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-5865848540179979377?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/5865848540179979377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/07/couple-movie-reviews.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/5865848540179979377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/5865848540179979377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/07/couple-movie-reviews.html' title='a couple movie reviews!'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-1720986468823345823</id><published>2010-07-04T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T20:58:50.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>knight and day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SPOILER 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IF YOU WANT TO SEE THE MOVIE KNIGHT AND DAY DO NOT READ!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so that was pretty much a really good movie! usually i don't like tom cruise but i really liked it! there is this part that June (Cameron diaz) is on this "truth serum" and the bad guys are firing that her and Roy Miller (cruise) and she just stands there and goes "Roy you don't seem happy to see me, and Roy just walks across the hallway and doesn't get shot and just kisses her, and it was like so funny but cute at the same time. then after they escape the bad guys they have this amazing car chase scene, Roy and June are on a motorcycle, and Roy says "take the guns" then june does and says "what now?" and he flips her around his body so she's sitting on his lap and facing backwards and Roy goes "let them have it!" June manages to pop the tires of one making it flip and causing the other two to hit the first one! it was so cool! it did swear a couple of times, so i wish that that wasn't in there but i really liked it, my little brother said that his leg would surely be bruised because i kept on hitting his thigh out of excitement!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-1720986468823345823?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/1720986468823345823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/07/knight-and-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/1720986468823345823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/1720986468823345823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/07/knight-and-day.html' title='knight and day!'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-3600898206296988532</id><published>2010-07-03T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T15:03:42.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eclipse review!</title><content type='html'>ok so i went to the midnight showing of eclipse, and supriseingly i liked it! i think i was a pretty good movie. plus taylor lautner in in it with his awesome abs :). but ya i liked it, not something i'd go and see over and over again, but i wasn't a waste of my money! (wich my mom liked cuz it was really her money :) )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-3600898206296988532?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/3600898206296988532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/07/eclipse-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/3600898206296988532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/3600898206296988532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/07/eclipse-review.html' title='eclipse review!'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-5525079805463948520</id><published>2010-06-27T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T18:45:34.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>done</title><content type='html'>so for those of you who don't know i'm in a play, called the secret life of girls and i've been going to rehersals, and i just can't handle it anymore! i'm so bored, cuz i have this little part so over half of the rehersal i'm sitting there bored to death! gosh, i'm just ready to have my summer back!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-5525079805463948520?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/5525079805463948520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/06/done.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/5525079805463948520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/5525079805463948520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/06/done.html' title='done'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-7579538111862694800</id><published>2010-06-24T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T20:54:57.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorority conversations...</title><content type='html'>so yesterday, i got a text from roo, asking me to come play night games with some of her friends. roo and i have never been really good friends, more like acquaintances, so i was surprised, but i wanted to get out of the house so i went. the surprises kept coming when roo and her best friend invited me to pick up the best friends boyfriend, we'll call him stud, just cuz i don't want to think of a name and that is what roo calls him on her blog. we'll her boyfriend took forever coming out and the girl went in to wait for him, so roo and i just sat in the car and started talking, about how we weren't sure if we trusted stud or not and about a boy that she was crushing on. i usually call these sort of talks sorority conversations, or talks or some thing to that effect. and when her friend asked what we had been talking about i replied we were having a sorority conversation, and roo loved it! so we went back and had a blast at night games, and since i had taken my bike, roo walked me home, we had another sorority chat, and then i came home and wrote the last post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-7579538111862694800?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/7579538111862694800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/06/sorority-conversations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/7579538111862694800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/7579538111862694800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/06/sorority-conversations.html' title='sorority conversations...'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-857196605688315455</id><published>2010-06-23T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T22:39:22.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i guess I'm gonna try and do this... but i guess i'm just worried, cuz i don't want to put some really stupid thing and have people laugh at me. tonight while i was walking home with a friend, we'll say- roo, we were talking about how we wish we had more self esteem, and i think that part of getting self esteem is taking risks and surprising your self, so time to surprise myself...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-857196605688315455?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/857196605688315455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/06/ok-i-guess-im-gonna-try-and-do-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/857196605688315455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/857196605688315455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2010/06/ok-i-guess-im-gonna-try-and-do-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-5759548005113218329</id><published>2009-07-13T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T09:05:28.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow</title><content type='html'>wow it's been so long since I've posted! so much has happened. first, during the summer our dog had puppys, wich all of you know hopefully, and only one of the three survived. cody. it was a hard summer. lot's of late nights, and long days, and i really loved them all. it broke my heart every time one of them died, i was the one who found 2 of the 3, it still hurts when i think of it. that was my summer. working with puppys. i've started school now, first year at ohs!! it's fun. but i'm still not sure i fit in there, cuz to m it will always be my sisters school. maybe with this new building that they are building i'll feel different. i love most of my classes.  my A1 is seminary, and i'm peer tutoring for the special needs seminary. it's so fun! i truely belive that they are choice spirtis, and i love justnbeing able to help them. my A2 is math, it's ok. bu i always seem to get the girl teachers, and i don't get a thing that they say. but my teacher had a baby just barely, though, and i've got mr. jensen. he's pretty good, however ms. maughn will be back soon. my A3 is history with seastrand, i don't learn anything in that class!!! all we do is sit there and do work sheets. but it's and easy "A".&lt;br /&gt;i love my A4 it's honnors english. it's so much fun!! i love r. ellingford! he is so funny! it's so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;my B1 is choir,i'm the historian, and am haveing an ok time with it. i love choir, but i am haveing a hard time with mr keyes and some of his ideas!&lt;br /&gt;my B2 is french. i love french buti don't like my teacher, and it's really hard to learn anything. &lt;br /&gt;B3 is honnors biology! i love this class!! it's so much fun! i love seeing all these things that are so tiny that i can't see it with my own eyes! i love learning how these things function together to create the beauty of the world.&lt;br /&gt;B4 is health. i like that class but it's just different!&lt;br /&gt; so! that's the summary of my life right now! just my boring old life... but it's good! and that's want makes it happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-5759548005113218329?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/5759548005113218329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2009/07/wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/5759548005113218329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/5759548005113218329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2009/07/wow.html' title='wow'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-3792382177554314845</id><published>2009-03-12T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:44:52.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dear diary</title><content type='html'>dear diary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a completely normal day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom bought me a new swimsuit for that cruise i won, you know the one that will take me, mom, and dad around the Caribbean, it's green and yellow.&lt;br /&gt;today at school all the kids with good grades got to go to see a movie&lt;br /&gt;johnny sat by me, and by the end of the movie he was holding my hand&lt;br /&gt;so then i went to my third period all twiterpatted&lt;br /&gt;oh! and i forgot to mention that when we were leaving to go back to school he said i was beautiful and kissed me on the cheek&lt;br /&gt;so then we went back to school&lt;br /&gt;and during lunch (which was croque monsieur with creme &lt;br /&gt;brulee on the side because it's french food week)&lt;br /&gt;Charity came up all shocked and stunned, she sat down and said that the kid that she likes(mark) just pulled her into the auditorium and told her that he likes her! and then, he kissed her!!!!&lt;br /&gt;o ya life is completely boring, just normal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. johnny said that he could go to the next school dance, but that he wasn't going unless i went!&lt;br /&gt;any way, bye,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-3792382177554314845?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/3792382177554314845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2009/03/dear-diary.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/3792382177554314845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/3792382177554314845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2009/03/dear-diary.html' title='dear diary'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-8785151904997930204</id><published>2009-03-11T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T18:39:48.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boring!!!!!</title><content type='html'>ugh &lt;br /&gt;life is so boring... OK I'll make up fake life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear diary,&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to school and found out that the kid I like likes me back! I've never had anyone like me back before, it's kinda weird. Oh ya and I got the leading role in the school play! I have strait "A"'s and I love all my teachers. Life's great! I'm really happy and none of my friends are really sad right now! That's great.&lt;br /&gt;I just got tons of new clothes, and I'm really excited because I'm going to the mall with all my friends! I can't wait till the school dance! Johnny (the boy I like) said he would dance with me! It should be really fun, because not only are we dancing, but we're painting too! Well I'm going to go to bed now. &lt;br /&gt;NIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;w/&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Jenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha tell me if you guys like this. i think it's funny i might keep doing this. i here that there is some blog, where a lady makes her life seem perfect!! well i thought it would be cool i did that from a teens point of view. I'll talk to my friends about it, and get some more ideas.&lt;br /&gt;love ya Lot's&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-8785151904997930204?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8785151904997930204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2009/03/boring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/8785151904997930204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/8785151904997930204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2009/03/boring.html' title='boring!!!!!'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-5690250903667201643</id><published>2009-03-07T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T21:00:40.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIME!!!!</title><content type='html'>OK OK OK &lt;br /&gt;i know, I've done it again. I've procrastinated my blogging.&lt;br /&gt;well, for anyone who lives with me or has emailed me lately, you know i haven't been on the computer much lately, if fact I've had a hard time trying to even be home! i didn't make it into the ninth grade play, however i am the "Costume Mistress" so life has been super crazy!  i'll try to keep you posted more often from now on!&lt;br /&gt;love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-5690250903667201643?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/5690250903667201643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2009/03/time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/5690250903667201643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/5690250903667201643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2009/03/time.html' title='TIME!!!!'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-74286016807332509</id><published>2009-02-22T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T16:41:33.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>play</title><content type='html'>OK so opening night was blast!!&lt;br /&gt;it was a full house&lt;br /&gt;but there was some things that happened......&lt;br /&gt;one of the wickershams fell off the stage,&lt;br /&gt;our cat in the hat got sick but still came to perform,&lt;br /&gt;my "kangaroo ears" flopped back and forth endlessly&lt;br /&gt;and too top it all off, the balloons didn't work.&lt;br /&gt;but other than that&lt;br /&gt;it was fantastic!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-74286016807332509?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/74286016807332509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2009/02/play.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/74286016807332509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/74286016807332509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2009/02/play.html' title='play'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-95690656793105830</id><published>2009-01-30T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T20:56:11.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what do i say???</title><content type='html'>apparently i have posted to much of my emotions here and on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;everyone can stop worrying, I'm just a teenage girl, i know my boundaries and i wont cross them.&lt;br /&gt;in other words, i know that just because i like a boy, doesn't mean I'm his girlfriend(apparently because i flirt with a certain boy, my bro says I'm now his girlfriend)&lt;br /&gt;i am NOT going to date before I'm sixteen, I'm NOT going to get into a relationship (because I'm not ready for that and i think I'm to young)&lt;br /&gt;please don't look to deeply into what ever i say here or on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;half of what I'm saying is all made up in my over active mind, because I'm reading too much into things.&lt;br /&gt;i love you all, but i just thought i would set the record straight so no one was guessing.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;keep smiling,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-95690656793105830?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/95690656793105830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-do-i-say.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/95690656793105830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/95690656793105830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-do-i-say.html' title='what do i say???'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-6887593143552634788</id><published>2009-01-17T09:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:57:44.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ok so i really like this picture thing...</title><content type='html'>ok so i use too feel lke this-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://graphics.stanford.edu/courses/cs348b-competition/cs348b-05/forest/Foggy%20forest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 1024px; height: 768px;" src="http://graphics.stanford.edu/courses/cs348b-competition/cs348b-05/forest/Foggy%20forest.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it came too this-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sciencenews.org/view/download/id/32053/name/Clear_sky%3F.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 445px; height: 446px;" src="http://www.sciencenews.org/view/download/id/32053/name/Clear_sky%3F.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish for this-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i265.photobucket.com/albums/ii211/djanesky/Holding-Hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 390px; height: 308px;" src="http://i265.photobucket.com/albums/ii211/djanesky/Holding-Hands.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this is really little girl like but i really needed this... anyone who talked to me while i was still in the forest knows that me happy i really good.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha this really makes me seem boy crazy!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-6887593143552634788?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/6887593143552634788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2009/01/ok-so-i-really-like-this-picture-thing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/6887593143552634788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/6887593143552634788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2009/01/ok-so-i-really-like-this-picture-thing.html' title='ok so i really like this picture thing...'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-3699759405869460885</id><published>2009-01-17T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:37:09.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so strange</title><content type='html'>what do you do when your so confuzzled?&lt;br /&gt;what do you do when your happy?&lt;br /&gt;what do you do when you heart is broken?&lt;br /&gt;what do you do when you fall in love again?&lt;br /&gt;what do you do when your backto being friends with the person who broke your heart?&lt;br /&gt;how do you keep from just breaking down and crying because you didn't cry when you should have?&lt;br /&gt;what do you do when you wakeup and look in the mirror and don't want to ever look again?&lt;br /&gt;what do you do when you can't keep from being so happy that you make your self sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh these questions seem to run nonstop through my head al day long!  so far 2009 has been an adventure!  i can't seem to keep up with all the drama in the cast on susical, and i can't keep up with my own life.  i've been trying to calm down, and just slow down and stop to smell the roses. and so far, lafe has been slowing down with me. just not as dramticaly.  &lt;br /&gt;i am really trying to just let what ever happens happen.  i can't help but wish for him to like me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u76/mjwag78/HoldingHands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 359px; height: 287px;" src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u76/mjwag78/HoldingHands.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-3699759405869460885?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/3699759405869460885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-strange.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/3699759405869460885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/3699759405869460885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-strange.html' title='so strange'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-7495580693872130360</id><published>2009-01-10T17:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T17:24:51.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year and lots of things too do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-7495580693872130360?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/7495580693872130360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-and-lots-of-things-too-do.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/7495580693872130360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/7495580693872130360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-and-lots-of-things-too-do.html' title='new year and lots of things too do'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-3108564045688145526</id><published>2008-12-23T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T11:33:10.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I"M PUBLISHED!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>i can't believe it! i got on the computer to day and the little sign that pops up when you have a new email pops up and it's from teen ink.com which is one of the websites that i entered several poems too. i open up my email a.s.a.p. and begin to read.&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Sarah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations! Your recent submission to Teen Ink has been posted on Teen Ink RAW, our new website of unedited and unfiltered teen-generated poetry, fiction, articles, reviews, opinions, artwork, etc. Teen Ink RAW allows you and others to rate work, provide feedback, and share stories with friends and family. . ."&lt;br /&gt;it continues to tell me that my poem is also being considered for their magazine, etc, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here is the link to my poem. http://www.teenink.com/raw/Poetry/article/71161/Ring/&lt;br /&gt;if you click more from this author you will also one more poem that I've written. but i entered them at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;this is really good for an aspiring author like me. my creative writing teacher said once your published once it's so much easier to get published a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm am just so happy right now!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-3108564045688145526?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/3108564045688145526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-published.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/3108564045688145526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/3108564045688145526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-published.html' title='I&quot;M PUBLISHED!!!!!!'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-3115429347334455158</id><published>2008-12-20T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T09:53:43.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOT!  this will have no poems just for those people who don't check my blog just because of that!!!</title><content type='html'>yes!!!&lt;br /&gt;i am so happy. it's Christmas break at last!! the only bad thing is now i have a big huge cold! so update, to whom it may concern, i made it into sesusical the musical, i am the sour kangaroo. we have now completely choreographed seven songs which is more than Oklahoma! we finished my song "biggest blame fool" and yesterday when i sang it i got so many complements that i got a head ache, but i sang to much and the last time i sang i cracked like ten times but apparently no one heard it, good, it will be better when I'm miked, plus i wont have to sing it ten thousand times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-3115429347334455158?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/3115429347334455158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/12/woot-this-will-have-no-poems-just-for.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/3115429347334455158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/3115429347334455158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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mine&lt;br /&gt;makes me feel fine&lt;br /&gt;your breath on my neck &lt;br /&gt;nothing but a speck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your love&lt;br /&gt;is like a dove&lt;br /&gt;all for me&lt;br /&gt;is how it will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so show me it true&lt;br /&gt;and i'll know what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geussing time again!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-8029975824457102463?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8029975824457102463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/12/yes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/8029975824457102463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/8029975824457102463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/12/yes.html' title='yes!!'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-8282288345853448922</id><published>2008-11-15T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T19:20:08.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a comment on a comment</title><content type='html'>my dear sister who i love very much left a comment on my blog that said that people would comment more if i wrote about what was going on in my life so &lt;br /&gt;even though i said basically the same thing in my poem-&lt;br /&gt;right now i am having boy trouble. &lt;br /&gt;said boy is giving me a roller coaster of emotions. &lt;br /&gt;i have received more advice in 48 hours then my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;i am in the process of chilling out and finding a happy medium that will hopefully go over to said boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how about i find a happy medium here&lt;br /&gt;I'll post a poem or something and people can try to figure out what it means and comment their answer then after a couple of days or so I'll post the answer and the person that guessed right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so first poem-&lt;br /&gt;i think of you&lt;br /&gt;and smile to myself&lt;br /&gt;i know you like me too&lt;br /&gt;and that could never be put on a shelf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's all right&lt;br /&gt;I'll understand&lt;br /&gt;even though i might&lt;br /&gt;cry and be mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll be my best friend&lt;br /&gt;till the end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-8282288345853448922?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8282288345853448922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/11/comment-on-comment.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/8282288345853448922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/8282288345853448922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-1800471737335770097?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/1800471737335770097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/11/comments.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/1800471737335770097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/1800471737335770097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/11/comments.html' title='comments'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-6027424792744254828</id><published>2008-11-12T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T15:31:04.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Know</title><content type='html'>I need to know&lt;br /&gt;How you feel&lt;br /&gt;Cause if what you show&lt;br /&gt;Is real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then tell me &lt;br /&gt;So I can know&lt;br /&gt;That I can be free&lt;br /&gt;And I can let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you hide&lt;br /&gt;What you know&lt;br /&gt;Don’t keep it inside&lt;br /&gt;Let it show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I need to know&lt;br /&gt;Cause if you don’t &lt;br /&gt;I need to let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me&lt;br /&gt;What I need to know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-6027424792744254828?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/6027424792744254828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/11/know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/6027424792744254828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/6027424792744254828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/11/know.html' title='Know'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-2163524189651773619</id><published>2008-11-09T15:50:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T15:56:29.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life</title><content type='html'>breath&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;caring&lt;br /&gt;willing&lt;br /&gt;moving&lt;br /&gt;beauty&lt;br /&gt;young&lt;br /&gt;old&lt;br /&gt;perfection&lt;br /&gt;hevenly&lt;br /&gt;ceration&lt;br /&gt;life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-2163524189651773619?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/2163524189651773619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/11/life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/2163524189651773619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/2163524189651773619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/11/life.html' title='life'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-6419148691009644833</id><published>2008-11-09T15:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T15:50:51.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death</title><content type='html'>Pain&lt;br /&gt;Hole &lt;br /&gt;Bone &lt;br /&gt;Muscle &lt;br /&gt;Spasm &lt;br /&gt;Vomit &lt;br /&gt;Lifeless &lt;br /&gt;Soulless&lt;br /&gt;Death&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-6419148691009644833?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/6419148691009644833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/11/death.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/6419148691009644833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/6419148691009644833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/11/death.html' title='Death'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-2739957460632009516</id><published>2008-11-09T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T15:49:07.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>girl</title><content type='html'>Curls curled&lt;br /&gt;Zipper zipped&lt;br /&gt;Lips glossed&lt;br /&gt;Nails painted&lt;br /&gt;Makeup on&lt;br /&gt;Shoes fastened&lt;br /&gt;A day in the life of a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: Sarah K. Mortimer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-2739957460632009516?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/2739957460632009516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/11/girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/2739957460632009516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/2739957460632009516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/11/girl.html' title='girl'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-3772985129220303020</id><published>2008-11-09T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T15:47:44.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>black magic</title><content type='html'>Painter’s brush slides across the canvas.&lt;br /&gt;Portrait of a woman begins to take shape.&lt;br /&gt;Laid it down inside a circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took an onion and began the dastardly plan.&lt;br /&gt;Bursting from the paper, a woman stood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His brother had seen all&lt;br /&gt;In anger, drew a knife&lt;br /&gt;Grabbed the woman,&lt;br /&gt;Pressed the cold metal to her throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The painter could do nothing,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but watch.&lt;br /&gt;Eyes found hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She remembered it all.&lt;br /&gt;Traction,&lt;br /&gt;Brush,&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;Pain,&lt;br /&gt;Pain that had formed her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-3772985129220303020?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/3772985129220303020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/11/black-magic.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/3772985129220303020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/3772985129220303020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/11/black-magic.html' title='black magic'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-1715369523858474579</id><published>2008-11-09T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T15:46:35.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cow girl</title><content type='html'>Socks pulled up&lt;br /&gt;  Garter fastened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goofed her way up the stairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabbed the hammer&lt;br /&gt;Broke the ice&lt;br /&gt; Carried the bucket home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate a muffin on her way out&lt;br /&gt;Sun peeking into the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fastened the rope&lt;br /&gt;Led the cow to its stall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother walked in&lt;br /&gt;Belched&lt;br /&gt;“Boys” she thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The soft rumble &lt;br /&gt;The milking machine started &lt;br /&gt;She closed her eyes&lt;br /&gt;To tune out her brother &lt;br /&gt;By: Sarah K. Mortimer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-1715369523858474579?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/1715369523858474579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/11/cow-girl.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/1715369523858474579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/1715369523858474579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/11/cow-girl.html' title='Cow girl'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-7253792724580005953</id><published>2008-11-01T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T18:25:15.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish i new</title><content type='html'>who to choose&lt;br /&gt;i wish i new&lt;br /&gt;one or two&lt;br /&gt;him or you&lt;br /&gt;too many choices&lt;br /&gt;too many voices&lt;br /&gt;so perplexing&lt;br /&gt;the choices I'm making&lt;br /&gt;why can't i make up my mind&lt;br /&gt;then i will find&lt;br /&gt;the one &lt;br /&gt;i love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-7253792724580005953?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/7253792724580005953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-wish-i-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/7253792724580005953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/7253792724580005953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-wish-i-new.html' title='i wish i new'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-8777365416607009985</id><published>2008-10-31T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T19:34:12.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for you</title><content type='html'>I'll talk to you&lt;br /&gt;I'll sit with you&lt;br /&gt;I'll do any thing you need me to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your friend&lt;br /&gt;Till the end&lt;br /&gt;When your heart needs to mend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what do i do&lt;br /&gt;When i am sad&lt;br /&gt;And your not there&lt;br /&gt;To make me glad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can scream and shout&lt;br /&gt;Till my voice gives out&lt;br /&gt;I could shed a billion tears&lt;br /&gt;And break a million mirrors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you'll never be there&lt;br /&gt;To catch my tear&lt;br /&gt;When i really need you here&lt;br /&gt;I still love you forever&lt;br /&gt;Forever, my dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't care what you say about this one i just had to write my feelings down&lt;br /&gt;i felt this was the best place&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-8777365416607009985?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8777365416607009985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/10/for-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/8777365416607009985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/8777365416607009985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/10/for-you.html' title='for you'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-2091701803635497673</id><published>2008-10-16T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T15:02:23.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ring</title><content type='html'>The words you said&lt;br /&gt;Wont leave my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you're not here&lt;br /&gt;I can finally steer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could sing&lt;br /&gt;If your words would not ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they ring on&lt;br /&gt;Forever long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding me back&lt;br /&gt;Till I crack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they ring on&lt;br /&gt;Forever long&lt;br /&gt;Forever long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: Sarah K. Mortimer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time don't be afraid to post if you don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;i realy want to become better&lt;br /&gt;so please &lt;strong&gt;any&lt;/strong&gt; comments are welcome&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-2091701803635497673?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/2091701803635497673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/10/ring.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/2091701803635497673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/2091701803635497673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/10/ring.html' title='ring'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-1621554354089342490</id><published>2008-10-12T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T19:08:27.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>smile</title><content type='html'>I try to laugh&lt;br /&gt;not to cry&lt;br /&gt;but deep down inside&lt;br /&gt;I can't say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can't I&lt;br /&gt;stop my&lt;br /&gt;pain inside&lt;br /&gt;I just won't say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could stop&lt;br /&gt;that plane from leaving&lt;br /&gt;I let the tears fall&lt;br /&gt;and I'll keep believing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you let me cry &lt;br /&gt;and I must say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by: Sarah K. Mortimer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again any comments would be welcome&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-1621554354089342490?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/1621554354089342490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/10/smile.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/1621554354089342490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/1621554354089342490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/10/smile.html' title='smile'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-2334957781119940665</id><published>2008-10-08T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T18:55:32.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Every Way</title><content type='html'>His eyes resembling gems,&lt;br /&gt;  Look deep into mine.&lt;br /&gt; His words like water,&lt;br /&gt;  Send shivers down my spine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  His face, like an angel,&lt;br /&gt;   Without the flaw of an angle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   He is my sunshine,&lt;br /&gt;    On a rainy day.&lt;br /&gt;   My light, my love,&lt;br /&gt;    In every way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  When he cries,&lt;br /&gt;   My eyes are never dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When he is not there,&lt;br /&gt;  I feel my heart tear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  He is the one, who can make me smile,&lt;br /&gt;   If only for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   He is the one I would die for,&lt;br /&gt;    And still love him even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       He is the one, who can make me blush,&lt;br /&gt;                      He,&lt;br /&gt;              He is my secret crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: Sarah K. Mortimer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please post comments i want to know what &lt;strong&gt;everyone&lt;/strong&gt; thinks about this.&lt;br /&gt;thank's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-2334957781119940665?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/2334957781119940665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-every-way.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/2334957781119940665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/2334957781119940665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-every-way.html' title='In Every Way'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-5732346563058600721</id><published>2008-10-08T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T18:39:08.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ninth grade rivers</title><content type='html'>ok so hopefully you all know that i am in ninth grade and at my school they let the ninth graders have a day to go up the canyon and learn their lessons in the great out doors. here a some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1gJmW4P_I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/naH0OGzljkw/s1600-h/S6300062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1gJmW4P_I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/naH0OGzljkw/s320/S6300062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254962058242834418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1f3VRjiuI/AAAAAAAAAFo/gEBQ1MY08ek/s1600-h/S6300053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1f3VRjiuI/AAAAAAAAAFo/gEBQ1MY08ek/s320/S6300053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254961744419457762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1f344hFvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ar1ipOIPCWc/s1600-h/S6300055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1f344hFvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ar1ipOIPCWc/s320/S6300055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254961753978115826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1f35dHYFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wA7v_cy8Kuo/s1600-h/S6300056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1f35dHYFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wA7v_cy8Kuo/s320/S6300056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254961754131619922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1f4PDZ0oI/AAAAAAAAAGA/7VwU4r8WoKA/s1600-h/S6300060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1f4PDZ0oI/AAAAAAAAAGA/7VwU4r8WoKA/s320/S6300060.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254961759929356930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1f4RHemuI/AAAAAAAAAGI/WRTmWQ01sNg/s1600-h/S6300061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1f4RHemuI/AAAAAAAAAGI/WRTmWQ01sNg/s320/S6300061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254961760483318498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1d0WJgQ4I/AAAAAAAAAFA/5syzQ8S29R4/s1600-h/S6300048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1d0WJgQ4I/AAAAAAAAAFA/5syzQ8S29R4/s320/S6300048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254959494091260802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1d0q6fTSI/AAAAAAAAAFI/lEDUq6R4UpY/s1600-h/S6300049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1d0q6fTSI/AAAAAAAAAFI/lEDUq6R4UpY/s320/S6300049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254959499665427746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1d0iOO2eI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/78M_bzj9Oyg/s1600-h/S6300050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1d0iOO2eI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/78M_bzj9Oyg/s320/S6300050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254959497332316642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1d0_YI90I/AAAAAAAAAFY/-w5yczzd5Kk/s1600-h/S6300051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1d0_YI90I/AAAAAAAAAFY/-w5yczzd5Kk/s320/S6300051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254959505158502210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1d1HOzQ8I/AAAAAAAAAFg/Mui9yxL7SPU/s1600-h/S6300052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1d1HOzQ8I/AAAAAAAAAFg/Mui9yxL7SPU/s320/S6300052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254959507266814914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1dD3BdXLI/AAAAAAAAAEY/wcxCySjtNVM/s1600-h/S6300041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1dD3BdXLI/AAAAAAAAAEY/wcxCySjtNVM/s320/S6300041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254958661102296242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1dEL2jc1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/_DQB2nEnNEQ/s1600-h/S6300039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1dEL2jc1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/_DQB2nEnNEQ/s320/S6300039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254958666693702482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1dEMTvdNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/uR5gk6oRUF4/s1600-h/S6300043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1dEMTvdNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/uR5gk6oRUF4/s320/S6300043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254958666816124114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1dEZz5POI/AAAAAAAAAEw/XNtNr6HIGRA/s1600-h/S6300044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1dEZz5POI/AAAAAAAAAEw/XNtNr6HIGRA/s320/S6300044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254958670440643810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1dEmOcb-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/KYmjBzAOoV0/s1600-h/S6300045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1dEmOcb-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/KYmjBzAOoV0/s320/S6300045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254958673773228002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-5732346563058600721?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/5732346563058600721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/10/ninth-grade-rivers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/5732346563058600721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/5732346563058600721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/10/ninth-grade-rivers.html' title='ninth grade rivers'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SO1gJmW4P_I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/naH0OGzljkw/s72-c/S6300062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-5013421999133296204</id><published>2008-10-08T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T18:19:32.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry</title><content type='html'>sorry i haven't been posting lately&lt;br /&gt;it's been an adventure trying to figure out face book and it's taken up a lot of my time. not to mention that i am now in my school play- OKLAHOMA!&lt;br /&gt;but i really will try to do better.&lt;br /&gt;sorry again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-5013421999133296204?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/5013421999133296204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/10/sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/5013421999133296204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/5013421999133296204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/10/sorry.html' title='sorry'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-3018232638012363663</id><published>2008-09-10T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T19:58:44.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the cuteset boy one earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SMhoaiOV0hI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Fu_J1J31sRI/s1600-h/S6300532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SMhoaiOV0hI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Fu_J1J31sRI/s320/S6300532.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244556571145785874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SMhoa1OA_WI/AAAAAAAAAEI/al9TeuNs-qo/s1600-h/S6300533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SMhoa1OA_WI/AAAAAAAAAEI/al9TeuNs-qo/s320/S6300533.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244556576244694370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SMhobAcOGSI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/_6382NsoJ30/s1600-h/S6300529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SMhobAcOGSI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/_6382NsoJ30/s320/S6300529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244556579257063714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just have to say it, sorry all you moms, dads, aunts, uncles, brother,and sister, but i have the cutest Little nephew i the world.  i mean, just lok at the pictures&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-3018232638012363663?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/3018232638012363663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/09/cuteset-bot-one-earth.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/3018232638012363663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/3018232638012363663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/09/cuteset-bot-one-earth.html' title='the cuteset boy one earth'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SMhoaiOV0hI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Fu_J1J31sRI/s72-c/S6300532.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-1311938286859450324</id><published>2008-09-10T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T17:32:45.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>freshman BBQ</title><content type='html'>Yes Yes, i am a ninth grader now!&lt;br /&gt;but don't be alarmed,  thease pic. are just of me and my friends,&lt;br /&gt;doing what my friends and i do best...&lt;br /&gt;being silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact on nick name of mine is silly sarah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SMhm-OJQ5UI/AAAAAAAAADg/T85zlCGGd-I/s1600-h/S6300551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SMhm-OJQ5UI/AAAAAAAAADg/T85zlCGGd-I/s320/S6300551.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244554985207817538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SMhm-YWqE2I/AAAAAAAAADo/fU8hvmTbafY/s1600-h/S6300554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SMhm-YWqE2I/AAAAAAAAADo/fU8hvmTbafY/s320/S6300554.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244554987948348258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SMhm-x-tUDI/AAAAAAAAADw/VqSmnN236-o/s1600-h/S6300553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SMhm-x-tUDI/AAAAAAAAADw/VqSmnN236-o/s320/S6300553.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244554994827218994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SMhm_BFCw9I/AAAAAAAAAD4/L50qi6nFOds/s1600-h/S6300558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SMhm_BFCw9I/AAAAAAAAAD4/L50qi6nFOds/s320/S6300558.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244554998880322514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SMhmV6ODoAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/3Hpk3UV6ud0/s1600-h/S6300545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SMhmV6ODoAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/3Hpk3UV6ud0/s320/S6300545.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244554292664442882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SMhmWC4Z66I/AAAAAAAAADA/L0-Q4_DkTMk/s1600-h/S6300546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SMhmWC4Z66I/AAAAAAAAADA/L0-Q4_DkTMk/s320/S6300546.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244554294989548450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SMhmWn72cNI/AAAAAAAAADI/RW4VQjCZ5Uc/s1600-h/S6300549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SMhmWn72cNI/AAAAAAAAADI/RW4VQjCZ5Uc/s320/S6300549.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244554304936112338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SMhmW9ZaTsI/AAAAAAAAADQ/BY3EoyqF_uk/s1600-h/S6300553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SMhmW9ZaTsI/AAAAAAAAADQ/BY3EoyqF_uk/s320/S6300553.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244554310697242306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SMhmXPazLfI/AAAAAAAAADY/tLWLHXYjLAg/s1600-h/S6300559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SMhmXPazLfI/AAAAAAAAADY/tLWLHXYjLAg/s320/S6300559.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244554315534904818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-1311938286859450324?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/1311938286859450324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/09/freshman-bbq.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/1311938286859450324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/1311938286859450324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/09/freshman-bbq.html' title='freshman BBQ'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SMhm-OJQ5UI/AAAAAAAAADg/T85zlCGGd-I/s72-c/S6300551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-5248888233832744491</id><published>2008-08-12T15:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T15:48:04.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>breaking dawn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/1162543.Breaking_Dawn? utm_medium=api&amp;amp;utm_source=blog_review" style="float: left; padding-right: 20px"&gt;&lt;img alt="Breaking Dawn (Twilight Series, Book 4)" border="0" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41xdccUi6LL._SL160_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/1162543.Breaking_Dawn?utm_medium=api&amp;utm_source=blog_review"&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/941441.Stephenie_Meyer"&gt;Stephenie Meyer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/26112630?utm_medium=api&amp;utm_source=blog_review"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;My review&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  rating: 4 of 5 stars&lt;br/&gt;I thought it was ok.  But thought that she was getting to close to the edge of what was al right and what was to adult.  I believe that the book could have been just as good if not better if she had toned down certain parts.  I felt some parts were very slow moving.  Although I liked the part were Jacob becomes his own pack.  On the whole I thought that it was a very good book.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/list/975769?utm_medium=api&amp;utm_source=blog_review"&gt;View all my reviews.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-5248888233832744491?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/5248888233832744491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/08/breaking-dawn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/5248888233832744491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/5248888233832744491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/08/breaking-dawn.html' title='breaking dawn'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-3811928054273236582</id><published>2008-07-02T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:49:07.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ym/yw</title><content type='html'>So yesterday the ym and yw of our ward went up the canyon...&lt;br /&gt;and this is what we got-&lt;br /&gt;all the girls eating-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SGuNM0uEumI/AAAAAAAAAAo/mWAfgcFTSCQ/s1600-h/S6300304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SGuNM0uEumI/AAAAAAAAAAo/mWAfgcFTSCQ/s320/S6300304.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218419844688689762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SGuNNGy008I/AAAAAAAAAAw/6DDzDI2X4v4/s1600-h/S6300305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SGuNNGy008I/AAAAAAAAAAw/6DDzDI2X4v4/s320/S6300305.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218419849540457410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guy's cooking-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SGuNNpH3FAI/AAAAAAAAAA4/iIm6akMuiis/s1600-h/S6300300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SGuNNpH3FAI/AAAAAAAAAA4/iIm6akMuiis/s320/S6300300.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218419858755490818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SGuNN0IV9TI/AAAAAAAAABA/220gvtDBV_o/s1600-h/S6300309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SGuNN0IV9TI/AAAAAAAAABA/220gvtDBV_o/s320/S6300309.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218419861710304562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ton's of games!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SGuNOqrXwnI/AAAAAAAAABI/i0t3Mn75F0w/s1600-h/S6300301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SGuNOqrXwnI/AAAAAAAAABI/i0t3Mn75F0w/s320/S6300301.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218419876352737906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SGuQ-WyyW7I/AAAAAAAAABQ/x_SnH0VVobM/s1600-h/S6300322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SGuQ-WyyW7I/AAAAAAAAABQ/x_SnH0VVobM/s320/S6300322.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218423994183736242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SGuQ_AlMj5I/AAAAAAAAABY/uNT5jSC8hSw/s1600-h/S6300311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SGuQ_AlMj5I/AAAAAAAAABY/uNT5jSC8hSw/s320/S6300311.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218424005401022354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SGuQ_X_NqrI/AAAAAAAAABg/Kt7sdiUt6jg/s1600-h/S6300328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SGuQ_X_NqrI/AAAAAAAAABg/Kt7sdiUt6jg/s320/S6300328.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218424011684162226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people acting funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SGuQ_-mLtvI/AAAAAAAAABo/WnznVBvhchQ/s1600-h/S6300331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SGuQ_-mLtvI/AAAAAAAAABo/WnznVBvhchQ/s320/S6300331.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218424022048159474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SGuRAa1y8oI/AAAAAAAAABw/09K2fnhWz-c/s1600-h/S6300320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SGuRAa1y8oI/AAAAAAAAABw/09K2fnhWz-c/s320/S6300320.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218424029629837954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you get the idea, so all in all our ward is preety funny, and that's why i love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-3811928054273236582?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/3811928054273236582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/07/ymyw.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/3811928054273236582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/3811928054273236582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/07/ymyw.html' title='ym/yw'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SGuNM0uEumI/AAAAAAAAAAo/mWAfgcFTSCQ/s72-c/S6300304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-7411189588849391497</id><published>2008-07-02T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T06:37:12.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q=16354"&gt;&lt;font size=+1&gt;You Are Pocahantas!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v465/newbandi/Pocahantas.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Free-spirited and wise. You have a strong passionate spirit that touches and changes all who know you. The wisdom and common sense that you have is really what guides you through life. Even so, you also have a very playful side that loves adventure and excitement.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q=16354"&gt;Which Disney Princess Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-7411189588849391497?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/7411189588849391497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-are-pocahantas-free-spirited-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/7411189588849391497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/7411189588849391497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-are-pocahantas-free-spirited-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-1784651061400840133</id><published>2008-07-01T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:49:07.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new pet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SGqX12pz63I/AAAAAAAAAAU/vwAuOlIuloo/s1600-h/S6300297.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SGqX12pz63I/AAAAAAAAAAU/vwAuOlIuloo/s320/S6300297.JPG' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-1784651061400840133?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/1784651061400840133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-pet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/1784651061400840133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/1784651061400840133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-pet.html' title='new pet'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waH-dPn4sbg/SGqX12pz63I/AAAAAAAAAAU/vwAuOlIuloo/s72-c/S6300297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-6639379214571659386</id><published>2007-12-23T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T20:53:05.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ops i did it again!</title><content type='html'>i slacked off agian mabye the problem is that i don't realy know what to do but it may also be because i just don't like writeing about my personal life.&lt;br /&gt;will you all help me out and give me ideas for topics that i could write about?&lt;br /&gt;it would help a lot!! thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-6639379214571659386?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/6639379214571659386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2007/12/ops-i-did-it-again.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/6639379214571659386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/6639379214571659386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2007/12/ops-i-did-it-again.html' title='ops i did it again!'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-69044835386672092</id><published>2007-12-08T08:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T08:44:01.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's december!!!</title><content type='html'>you guys! it is only 17 days until Christmas!!!&lt;br /&gt;i am going to make a wish every day and i invite you all to join me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is my first wish &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish that i will remember the true meaning of Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-69044835386672092?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/69044835386672092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2007/12/its.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/69044835386672092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/69044835386672092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2007/12/its.html' title='it&apos;s december!!!'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-4688351975145943411</id><published>2007-11-19T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T16:49:27.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry</title><content type='html'>aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;i have slaked off!!!&lt;br /&gt;bad girl, bad girl!&lt;br /&gt;i will do better.&lt;br /&gt;oh and one exiting thing that has happened, is i am ssssssssssssssssooooooooo hipper.&lt;br /&gt;luv u all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-4688351975145943411?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/4688351975145943411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2007/11/sorry.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/4688351975145943411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/4688351975145943411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2007/11/sorry.html' title='sorry'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-1294014819954149255</id><published>2007-11-04T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T18:24:22.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been tagged by Anna. The rules...player lists 6 facts/habits about themselves at the end of the post, player then tags 6 people and posts their names, then goes to their blog and leaves a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog for the rules!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here it goes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.A boy had a crush on me in second grade and the only reason i said i liked him back was because i didn't get what it meant.&lt;br /&gt;2.i hate tomato's with a passion and even though i try them every so often and i still hate them, everyone still attempts to force me to eat them.&lt;br /&gt;3.i have only swore once in my life&lt;br /&gt;4.if you say that you hate hate something i will automatically tell you that your wrong&lt;br /&gt;5. i have died my hair more than seven times in my 13 years of life&lt;br /&gt;6. i think coconut should be banded in the USA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i need to list who i am taging!  Mr.B, Mom, Baller family, Madeline, Sharee, and Matt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-1294014819954149255?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/1294014819954149255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-have-been-tagged-by-anna.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/1294014819954149255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/1294014819954149255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-have-been-tagged-by-anna.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-5097790156672338350</id><published>2007-10-21T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T15:26:35.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the crazy boy who i know likes me</title><content type='html'>k so i was in science and the boy who sits behind me totally takes one of my bangles. strange as is was the next class i had w/ him i told him to give it back, but then he said "its at my house." so i told him to bring it to science next time but it has been four weeks and he has not given it back. so in my opinion he has put it in a shrine is worshiping it. and that is how i know he likes me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-5097790156672338350?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/5097790156672338350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2007/10/crazy-boy-who-i-know-likes-me.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/5097790156672338350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/5097790156672338350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2007/10/crazy-boy-who-i-know-likes-me.html' title='the crazy boy who i know likes me'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-321929339316721008</id><published>2007-10-17T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T20:18:45.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my crazy story!!!!!</title><content type='html'>OK! So like my friend keilgh totally was so silly. So we both had our window down on the bus but we were on separate buses. Then all of the sudden she stops talking and looks at the guy I hate most, then turns back to me and goes "Shaner likes you" then I go "do not say that, that is so disgusting!" Then two of my other friends open their windows and say the same thing!! Then who should open his window next? Yes him, then the dreaded Shaner!dun dun dun!!! He yells "lets go to Mimi's cafe."&lt;br /&gt;Well I have just had enough! I scream back at him and say "not on your life!"&lt;br /&gt;And that is my crrrrraaaaaaazzy story!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-321929339316721008?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/321929339316721008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-honnor-story.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/321929339316721008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/321929339316721008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-honnor-story.html' title='my crazy story!!!!!'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-820188604070398830.post-929995119942500121</id><published>2007-09-30T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T14:37:43.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hi everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will try to keep this up to date with all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;important&lt;/span&gt; things going on in my life, but my life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; really exiting.  On the other hand i totaly triped and fell out of my YW leaders car today! I was so embarased.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/820188604070398830-929995119942500121?l=rainissunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/929995119942500121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2007/09/1st-time.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/929995119942500121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/820188604070398830/posts/default/929995119942500121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainissunshine.blogspot.com/2007/09/1st-time.html' title='1st time'/><author><name>Sarah Mortimer</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101439903466533735587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lQKSNsXIxxo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xEd3Pw68wNQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
