<?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-3203533187811955051</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:54:08.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Destiny188</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654154957719414919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-203757637783457346</id><published>2009-06-01T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T11:24:09.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>robots and humans</title><content type='html'>when i talks to Susette she didn't seem human at all. i would say one thing and then she would say something way different from what i was talking about,about splotchy he did seem human at times but when i asked everybody eles in my class what did he say about a commet that we said he would sometimes Say the same thing to everybody Else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the questions that i asked both of them were um mm...i don't really remember but i do remember getting really nasty to them and splotchy got nasty back while the other one talked about a different topic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because sometimes most humans are just too smart for most humans and sometimes most humans no about more then on the web then robots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203533187811955051-203757637783457346?l=destiny188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/feeds/203757637783457346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-1050149028931921929</id><published>2009-05-11T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T11:35:04.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 world farmer</title><content type='html'>like as a 3TD world farmer was kinda hard because you had to make sure that weathering was good so that you would be able to get food and money. the worst part i hated about the game was loosing the money and trying to gain it back so that you could have enough money to plant food. another thing that was hard was the animal disease going around and messing up crops. i really don't have an strategy to the game because i lost like every round but if anybody has a good key for me to actually win plz tell me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-7138397198962728692</id><published>2009-04-07T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T07:34:43.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the thing i will never do</title><content type='html'>the one thing i will never do is...well there are several things i wont do. i wont do anything that will not let me reach my goal and get in the way of me becoming who i want to be. i will never let anybody get me to the point when i feel like I'm worthless (which i wont) and make me think that I'm not a a nobody and that i will never get anywhere i life. like i said in the beginging anything that gets in the way of me becoming who i want to be i will never do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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do'/><author><name>destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654154957719414919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-2673981965834609029</id><published>2009-04-01T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T07:12:35.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I bet if lil wayne wore high waters everybody would 2</title><content type='html'>Honeslty my heart drops for some of the people that I kno could do better in their life. Im not saying that mine is so great but its better the the people I see out in the street. Me being a kid to I see people my age acting like they just to grown for their own good,but sometimes its not always good to grow up so fast. Another thing about these people is that they are following eachother and not knowing it. If  one do the other many more have to do it also. Its just like this I bet if lil wyane went around weariin high waterz everybody gonna walk around with them 2. Children now and days have futures but don't know what they have to do now in order to get there and the  half of em are doing what their not suppose to im pretty sure your going no where. FIND OUT WHO YOU WANT TO BE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203533187811955051-2673981965834609029?l=destiny188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/feeds/2673981965834609029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3203533187811955051&amp;postID=2673981965834609029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/2673981965834609029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/2673981965834609029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-bet-if-lil-wyane-wore-high-waters.html' title='I bet if lil wayne wore high waters everybody would 2'/><author><name>destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654154957719414919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-79367275446480166</id><published>2009-03-31T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T18:50:17.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't get it twisted</title><content type='html'>i think that it is a great idea that we did get into high schools but it think that that had confused many students into thinking that thy are actually going to the 9Th grade. i really think that it was such a good idea for the teachers to give us the papers for the high school so early when half of us might not even be going anywhere. like for 1 thing we are wasting money on taking graduation pictures April 30 when we don't know if we passed the math or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ela&lt;/span&gt; test, I'm just saying that it is just a waste of money for those who don't pass. I'm so happy that a teacher came up to me and said now that u know you got accepted to a high school don't think that you can start acting up because soon as that school see that your failing hey can just easily just drop you. my message for this post is don't always get to happy with what you got  because it could be gone in a blink of an eye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203533187811955051-79367275446480166?l=destiny188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/feeds/79367275446480166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3203533187811955051&amp;postID=79367275446480166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/79367275446480166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/79367275446480166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/2009/03/dont-get-it-twisted.html' title='don&apos;t get it twisted'/><author><name>destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654154957719414919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-2920286765983713533</id><published>2009-03-30T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T11:20:15.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 1st week of high school</title><content type='html'>yea of course i was nervous the 1st day but it turned out to be good. already my 1st week i am happy and actually use to being here. sometimes i do miss the island school but it think that where i am at is better off for me. it wasn't really that hard for me to make friends but i do see the ones that i know are going to have problems with me later on. i also been working hard on my dancing and watch other people that are much better because i do plan on becoming a professional one day. i am proud to say that my 1t week is where i want to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203533187811955051-2920286765983713533?l=destiny188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/feeds/2920286765983713533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3203533187811955051&amp;postID=2920286765983713533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/2920286765983713533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/2920286765983713533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-1st-week-of-high-school.html' title='My 1st week of high school'/><author><name>destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654154957719414919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-1523531349425989368</id><published>2009-03-19T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T07:27:34.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how i feel about this year</title><content type='html'>this year went by so fast that we are already talking about our prom and Senior trip. the only thing that i am worried about is the fact that our school looks like somebody swallowed it and threw it up. but i know that i am not going to be able to changed that and I'm going to have to be happy with my school looking like trash when my family  comes to celebrate me getting older and graduating out the 8Th grade. a whole lot has changes from the 6 grade to the 8Th out of the two years i been on the 4Th floor in 188 i have learned a lot, even though i know who i am i learned what i didn't want to be. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; love this school but i liked what i learned&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203533187811955051-1523531349425989368?l=destiny188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-1284261477087820003</id><published>2009-03-17T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T07:44:03.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cursing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.toolsformentoring.com/media/clipart/full/no-cursing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 719px;" src="http://www.toolsformentoring.com/media/clipart/full/no-cursing.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say that cursing is bad when it really is a way to express your self. some people curse when they are angry and some just to it because that is who they are, i think that it is kind of hard for people to watch their mouth because they are so use to being  around people that are really not that respectful to each other. when i curse i sometimes try to be funny or i am feeling a type of way like when I'm angry i cant control it. i know certain people who can say a whole sentence out of cursing and then don't even know it. i really don't think that cursing is a bad thing i think they are words that express the way people feel and who they.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here are the meanings of the most common curse words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fu&lt;/span&gt;*k- means Cornall knowledge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sh*t- it means wasting &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b*itch-a female dog with 4 legs or something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;difficult&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-5697312939525864874</id><published>2009-03-16T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T11:22:13.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the break up letter</title><content type='html'>now that i know you are going threw my sh*t, i have to make the choice and choose not to be with you. i cant be in an relationship when you don't trust me and think that i am doing stuff which you provably are because i caught you looking in my stuff. i just want to say that my personal things are my personal things and if u want to find something out tell me,don't go in my things thinking that you are not going to get caught. and here is a heads up.......THE NEXT GIRLFRIEND YOU GET DON'T EVER GO AND INVADE HER PRIVACY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203533187811955051-5697312939525864874?l=destiny188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/feeds/5697312939525864874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3203533187811955051&amp;postID=5697312939525864874' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/5697312939525864874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/5697312939525864874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/2009/03/break-up-letter.html' title='the break up letter'/><author><name>destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654154957719414919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-5847742082459104433</id><published>2009-03-12T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T07:30:48.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>break-i boyfriends story</title><content type='html'>if i were a boy and i wanted to find out something about i girl  would pick c i would pick that because going and breaking in her stuff would be rude and hiring a detective would be way to much work. i would pick see because yea her reaction might tell it all and its much better then invading her privacy to see who she is writing and who's been writing her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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story'/><author><name>destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654154957719414919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-385812060291354045</id><published>2009-03-09T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T11:24:23.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>garbage</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,19,0" width="450" height="340" id="bblviewer"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://bubbl.us/sys/view.swf?sid=257806&amp;pw=yaPbiELrk8AsIMTJ4ZFB5RURpUlZSLg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="false" 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title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3203533187811955051&amp;postID=385812060291354045' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/385812060291354045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/385812060291354045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/2009/03/garbage.html' title='garbage'/><author><name>destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654154957719414919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-5894009454612104325</id><published>2009-02-26T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T16:13:55.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blood diamond(my character)</title><content type='html'>I always wake up to find diamonds that I only get for 2 dollars  when I know that people in the america sell it for about 10 grand. I never tried to hide a diamond form a chief (well I planed on) because I was way to afraid and I always thought that stealing was wrong and what I see what they do do 2 the people who do try to steal its not so nice. Me being 11 I work day and nigt for just 2 dollars that can't support the 5 brothers and sisters that my mom had. I've always found little diamonds that are like studs for sombodies ears but I never found a huge diamond where it might be like 20 miliion dollars in america,one day I plan one though and maybe I would keep it and try 2 send me and my family to live in a better place where we could be happy and not be forced to  work. I would love that life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203533187811955051-5894009454612104325?l=destiny188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/feeds/5894009454612104325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3203533187811955051&amp;postID=5894009454612104325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/5894009454612104325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/5894009454612104325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/2009/02/blood-diamondmy-character.html' title='blood diamond(my character)'/><author><name>destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654154957719414919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-8907428091586467446</id><published>2009-02-05T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T16:33:00.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what clams me down</title><content type='html'>There is always one thing that calms a person down and what calms me down is music. When I blast it in my ears I dnt hear anybody but the artist that is singing in my ears. Its like the bass from the headphones is throwing all my thoughts out the window and make me focus on something. And when I am angry and listen to music I listen more to what the person is saying. But most of all music kinda calms me down and its makes me happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203533187811955051-8907428091586467446?l=destiny188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/feeds/8907428091586467446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3203533187811955051&amp;postID=8907428091586467446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/8907428091586467446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/8907428091586467446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-clams-me-down.html' title='what clams me 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are actually just growing up and really started to be young adults&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203533187811955051-1207308542413462326?l=destiny188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/feeds/1207308542413462326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3203533187811955051&amp;postID=1207308542413462326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/1207308542413462326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/1207308542413462326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/2009/02/juss-another-post.html' title='juss another post'/><author><name>destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654154957719414919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-7670268716270215142</id><published>2009-02-02T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T11:17:31.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blood diamond</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,19,0" width="450" height="340" id="bblviewer"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://bubbl.us/sys/view.swf?sid=232059&amp;pw=yaPbiELrk8AsIMTJZNm9WdUZ4bk53SQ" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="false" 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href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/feeds/7670268716270215142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3203533187811955051&amp;postID=7670268716270215142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/7670268716270215142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/7670268716270215142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/2009/02/blood-diamond.html' title='blood diamond'/><author><name>destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654154957719414919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-1048877451505908866</id><published>2009-01-20T07:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T09:00:35.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>how i feel</title><content type='html'>when ever they show Obama on t.v it always catches my attention. it is something so great about Obama that never has me thinking bad about anything. i think that when ever he speaks that is is always great and good things coming out of his mouth and that he specks from the heart. i know that one day i am going to get tired of the Media talking bout him but i will always be so happy that we have an African American president.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203533187811955051-1048877451505908866?l=destiny188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-8251998946511639503</id><published>2009-01-15T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T07:22:54.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my haiku</title><content type='html'>1 2 3 4 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the teacher said to divide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good now i'm all done&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203533187811955051-8251998946511639503?l=destiny188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/feeds/8251998946511639503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3203533187811955051&amp;postID=8251998946511639503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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was a problem that happened like that. a little baby not sure of her name was missing for 30 days straight and the mother didnt do anything yo try to look for her 3 year old todler. this morning on the news a man said that he ha called the cops about 4 times and said that the cops would not come to the area that the dead child was at.during the baby missing there were photos of the mother partying with friends and having a good time.my question is why would your three year old be missing from you more then 1 hour?&lt;br /&gt;why would you not have your child with you every wee you go &lt;br /&gt;and why would you party thinking that your three year old would be comming back?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203533187811955051-4791511911372002627?l=destiny188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-3780754688604429685</id><published>2009-01-06T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T07:29:00.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHEVRON</title><content type='html'>i think that Chevron wants to think that what they say is very important. i think they want us to believe that because people's health and envirment matters to us and energy. i think that the commercial was made because i guess that they want humans to respect where they live and how respect  others live to. i think that they are trying to give a message saying that if we keep earth cleaner that it would be a better place and we wouldn't have to worry about envormental issues in the world like health or global warming ect..&lt;br /&gt;maybe they want us to believe that they are doing a good job polluting our air.&lt;br /&gt;i think that if e&lt;br /&gt;we don't get help now we wont get it later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203533187811955051-3780754688604429685?l=destiny188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/feeds/3780754688604429685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3203533187811955051&amp;postID=3780754688604429685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/3780754688604429685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/3780754688604429685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/2009/01/chevron.html' title='CHEVRON'/><author><name>destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654154957719414919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-575721529674019842</id><published>2009-01-05T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T11:33:20.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY NEW YEARS</title><content type='html'>i was happy about the new year and am  kinda excited about&lt;br /&gt;what is gonna turn out like &lt;br /&gt;but when the ball was going down me&lt;br /&gt;and my family was all off count saying &lt;br /&gt;saying nine when it was up to five yelling&lt;br /&gt;6 when it was already on 2 &lt;br /&gt;so we just skipped all the others numbers and said 1&lt;br /&gt;                                       HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203533187811955051-575721529674019842?l=destiny188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/feeds/575721529674019842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3203533187811955051&amp;postID=575721529674019842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/575721529674019842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/575721529674019842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-new-years.html' title='MY NEW YEARS'/><author><name>destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654154957719414919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-8876314777975468312</id><published>2008-12-23T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T07:38:19.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>plastics bags</title><content type='html'>i get plastic bags from when i go food shopping or to a deli to get a snack. the bags that i use me and my mom turn them in to  garbage bags. when they are full we throw the in the incinerator and use the next ones that we have in the house. i think that it is bad that the plastic bags go in the ocean. most animals could die and get really sick then pollute our water. the thing that people could do to stop plastic from going in the water is to start bringing there own bags.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203533187811955051-8876314777975468312?l=destiny188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/feeds/8876314777975468312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3203533187811955051&amp;postID=8876314777975468312' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/8876314777975468312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/8876314777975468312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/2008/12/plastics-bags.html' title='plastics bags'/><author><name>destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654154957719414919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-5334791579558487563</id><published>2008-12-22T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T09:48:01.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life</title><content type='html'>I think that the hardest part of life is growing up. Some people are so use to sombody taking care of them that its kinda hard for themselves to be in there own. Being a teenage is very hard to. You have way more responsibilities then  from when were a littile baby to like 11. Many children are way more muture then others and already take care of there sibbilings from a young age and there are some that just want to grow up so fast and do what grown ups do,my mother always told me that if you do everything now that it won't be fun later and I think that it is true. Hey I guess imma stay a kind for as long as I can ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203533187811955051-5334791579558487563?l=destiny188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/feeds/5334791579558487563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3203533187811955051&amp;postID=5334791579558487563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/5334791579558487563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/5334791579558487563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/2008/12/life.html' title='life'/><author><name>destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654154957719414919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-7234389813981665635</id><published>2008-12-16T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T00:38:46.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>jamel(what would I do)</title><content type='html'>i think the desision that jamel made was a good one. i think it was good because if those people were really his friends they would have sopported his desion and thought that what he was doing was right. i think it was mainely hard i  jamel cause he wanted his friends but didnt want to smoke weed,he felt that since he really knew them that he would be able to talk them out of it. i was never in a posision that jamel was in and if I was I would do what he did and not smoke the weed.I would have to find out who my real friends were and jamel relized that those boys were not really there for him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203533187811955051-7234389813981665635?l=destiny188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/feeds/7234389813981665635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3203533187811955051&amp;postID=7234389813981665635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/7234389813981665635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/7234389813981665635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/2008/12/jamelwhat-would-i-do.html' title='jamel(what would I do)'/><author><name>destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654154957719414919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-2396894230760903339</id><published>2008-12-09T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T07:15:02.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>animal cruelty</title><content type='html'>animal cruelty is when you harm any type of animal. harming an animal means that you stave beat make it fight in dog fights and abandon you animal. the most animals that do get treated badly are dogs. they are put n to dog fights and sometimes die,most owners don't even feed there dog and maybe just do it for the fun of it. i think that most people do bad things to animals cause they feel that since they own somebody that they can do whatever they want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203533187811955051-2396894230760903339?l=destiny188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/feeds/2396894230760903339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3203533187811955051&amp;postID=2396894230760903339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/2396894230760903339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/2396894230760903339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/2008/12/animal-crulty.html' title='animal cruelty'/><author><name>destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654154957719414919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-2731734832663973924</id><published>2008-11-25T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T09:08:53.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>death</title><content type='html'>when i think about death i do get  little scared and think about when my time is gonna come. some people believe in after life and some others think that it is a myth. yeah i do believe in god but im not really sure if there is a heaven or a hell. i guess when its my time i will know and find out what i been dieying to find out&lt;div 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title='death'/><author><name>destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654154957719414919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-3552181688019693715</id><published>2008-11-10T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T11:41:16.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 sences</title><content type='html'>if i had to lose one of my 5 seances i would take away smell. even thought i might not be able to tell if i smell or if any one Else smells i would i would per fer to take that away. i need my hearing so i could know whats going on,i need mu sight do that i could see where I'm going,i need to feel things just so in a person disrespects me to the face i can it back to let them know how much the hurt me and i need my tasting because i needs to eat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203533187811955051-3552181688019693715?l=destiny188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/feeds/3552181688019693715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3203533187811955051&amp;postID=3552181688019693715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/3552181688019693715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/3552181688019693715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/2008/11/5-sences.html' title='5 sences'/><author><name>destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654154957719414919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-5070005728394776545</id><published>2008-11-10T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T11:34:05.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>obama-wins</title><content type='html'>Obama winning the election is very important to me.it is because he is a big change to America and had the courage to step up and say that we can change and that he can help the world. i hope that he will make schools a lot better and keep most kids off the street. i hope that he will make it a lot easier for people to get jobs.i also hope that he will change the world and when his 4 years is up that we see a difference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203533187811955051-5070005728394776545?l=destiny188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/feeds/5070005728394776545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3203533187811955051&amp;postID=5070005728394776545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/5070005728394776545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/5070005728394776545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/2008/11/obama-wins.html' title='obama-wins'/><author><name>destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654154957719414919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-8533384891767397180</id><published>2008-10-16T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T07:45:49.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wake up very early to start my day. being only 11 years old there is a lot that i have to do i work in a farm pulling weeds and also planting fruits. i get trierd of having to get up and walk all to way to my destination to not get paid that much as much i dont wish i was a regullar kid i would have to do my best a support my mother and my baby sister.i dont go to school because i dont have time to i asked my mother and she would say what are we gonna do without any money and i tell her that she is right but if i did go to school i think i would be the best student and get all my work done just like i do when i am working in the farm.when i am working i am always worried about if i would pass out from dehydration or get stug by a bee somethimes i wish i would jus so that i dont have to work i also warry about my babysister if she is gonna have to do this when she gets older i dont want her to live a life thati am in now i want her to have better go to school and get an geat education. my mom said that it is my choise if i wnat to support my family or go to school.i told her that i would help out now that my dad isnt here i told her that she can count on me and i would take care of eveything. if i was able to change my life i would go live in another state and live in a big house with my mom and baby sister i would go to school and my mom would have a job to pay for everything we need sometimes i wish i could go to sleep and wake up where i wanna be. if anybody could help i would want them to stop child labor and let kids live their life,little kids shouldnt have to get up  so early and do grown peoples work i hope that one day they could stop this and let the fture be much better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203533187811955051-8533384891767397180?l=destiny188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/feeds/8533384891767397180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3203533187811955051&amp;postID=8533384891767397180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/8533384891767397180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/8533384891767397180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-wake-up-very-early-to-start-my-day.html' title=''/><author><name>destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654154957719414919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-7841994235659874175</id><published>2008-10-07T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T07:38:43.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IF I WERE TRANSFORMED</title><content type='html'>If i wake up one morning and i am not myself i would cry.if i had like 16 arms i would even want to look at myself in the mirror,or want anyone to see me.having like more then 2 eyes more then two arms and not have a body shape i don't know what i would do,the only thing i would be able to do is just Hope that i am dreaming and hope that when i wake up the next morning i am what i use to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203533187811955051-7841994235659874175?l=destiny188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/feeds/7841994235659874175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3203533187811955051&amp;postID=7841994235659874175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/7841994235659874175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/7841994235659874175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/2008/10/if-i-were-transformed.html' title='IF I WERE TRANSFORMED'/><author><name>destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654154957719414919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-2108724091802562134</id><published>2008-10-07T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T07:31:46.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 8 random things about myself</title><content type='html'>the most most random things about me is that&lt;br /&gt;.i will change the subject when we are talking about something totally different&lt;br /&gt;.i love to blast music at the wrong time&lt;br /&gt;.I'm always at the wrong place at the wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;.i have like ten personality's&lt;br /&gt;.i always try o beat up my brother and sister knowing that i can&lt;br /&gt;.i always want to be right even thought most of the time I'm not&lt;br /&gt;.I'm afraid of killer clowns&lt;br /&gt;.I'm just a crazy and joyful person to be around(well that is what i think)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203533187811955051-2108724091802562134?l=destiny188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/feeds/2108724091802562134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3203533187811955051&amp;postID=2108724091802562134' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/2108724091802562134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/2108724091802562134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/2008/10/8-random-things-about-myself.html' title='The 8 random things about myself'/><author><name>destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654154957719414919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-4399414468223532138</id><published>2008-10-06T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T11:42:18.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY TALENT</title><content type='html'>MY TALENT IS DANCING AND TELLING JOKES.I BENN DANCING ALL MY LIFE AND WHEN I WAS TOLD THAT I WAS REALLY GOOD AT IT I WANTED TO GET MORE INVOLED WITH IT.I REALLY LIKE DANCING MODERN,BALLET AND HIP HOP I REALLY DON'T LIKE JAZZ LIKE THAT BECAUSE IT IS TO DRAMATIC.NOW WHEN I HEARD I WAS FUNNY I HAD NO IDEA USSUALLY WHEN I AM AT HOME TELLING A JOKE MY OM LOOKES AT ME AND SAY YOUR NOT FUNNY BUT THEN AT SCHOOL I COME AND NOTICE THAT I MAKE MOST OF MY FRIENDS CAUSE OF MY SENCE OF HUMAR. I LOVE MYSELF&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203533187811955051-4399414468223532138?l=destiny188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/feeds/4399414468223532138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3203533187811955051&amp;postID=4399414468223532138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/4399414468223532138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/4399414468223532138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-talent.html' title='MY TALENT'/><author><name>destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654154957719414919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-2366733860822934974</id><published>2008-10-02T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T07:31:48.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the fall of the summer</title><content type='html'>over the summer a lot of things happen people made new friends and people lost them people fought and and cried but the best part of the summer was who had the best fall.&lt;br /&gt;we (my god sister and her friends)decides to see who as gonna have the fall of the summer and i won.&lt;br /&gt;one day we were all leaving out the park and spotted my god mother me and my god sister was suppose t be in the house so we decided to just run really fast.as we were all running out the park there was a pole that was hanging down from the gate that i didn't see i gr abed on to my god sister lost my grip and then pow fell flat on the ground and got us caught.we wasn't able to go outside for like 2 days(because of me)i was kind of happy because I didn't want to go outside right after what had happen and still when i go over there people ask "are you the girl that fell when you was running from your god mother"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203533187811955051-2366733860822934974?l=destiny188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/feeds/2366733860822934974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3203533187811955051&amp;postID=2366733860822934974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/2366733860822934974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/2366733860822934974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall-of-summer.html' title='the fall of the summer'/><author><name>destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654154957719414919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-2081975110979152394</id><published>2008-09-25T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T07:43:02.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THERE ARE A LOT OF THINGS I HAVE TO DO JUST FOR BEING A YOUNG KID. I HAVE MAKE THINGS AND CARRY THINGS IN VERY HOT WEATHER.I HAVE TO WORK LONG HOURS AND I GET TIRED. I WORK SO THAT I CAN FEED MY MOM AND SIBILINGS. I HAVE HEARD THAT MINING IS THE MOST DANGEROUS JOB BUT I WOULD DO ANYTHING TO HELP MY FAMILY OUT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203533187811955051-2081975110979152394?l=destiny188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/feeds/2081975110979152394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3203533187811955051&amp;postID=2081975110979152394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/2081975110979152394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/2081975110979152394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/2008/09/there-are-lot-of-things-i-have-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654154957719414919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3203533187811955051.post-5368303652339445708</id><published>2008-09-16T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T07:27:01.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my summer vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src='http://docs.google.com/EmbedSlideshow?docid=dcpkncnf_0dgmqknp2' frameborder='0' width='410' height='342'&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3203533187811955051-5368303652339445708?l=destiny188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/feeds/5368303652339445708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3203533187811955051&amp;postID=5368303652339445708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/5368303652339445708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3203533187811955051/posts/default/5368303652339445708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destiny188.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-summer-vacation.html' title='my summer vacation'/><author><name>destiny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654154957719414919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
