<?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-3111040679550309970</id><updated>2011-07-07T21:15:37.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Into the Wild</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-7655240708084829526</id><published>2010-05-27T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T11:01:56.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti-social personality disorder</title><content type='html'>"A personality disorder is an accentuation of one or more personality traits to the point that the trait significantly impairs an individual's social or occupational functioning" (Encyclopedia Britannica). To be more specific, a personality disorder called antisocial personality disorder impairs an individual's social and occupational functioning even more. This disorder is also referred to as sociopathic personality disorder and psychopathy. People with this disorder often act on impulse, are manipulative, and have little or no conscious.  "Dr. Robert Hare described individuals with an antisocial personality disorder as 'social predators who charm, manipulate, and ruthlessly plow their way through life, leaving a broad trail of broken hearts, shattered expectations, and empty wallets" (Psychology in Action PG. 528).&lt;br /&gt;     Acting on impulse often gets "antisocials" in trouble.  They have to suffer the consequences when before, they gave no regard to the end result of their action.  They don't know the difference of right and wrong. Their ways of thinking, perceiving situations, and they way they relate to others are dysfunctional.  They often violate the law and rights of others, landing themselves in frequent trouble and conflict.  They may lie, behave violently, and have drug and alcohol problems. They also may not be able to fulfill responsibilities to their family, school, and work.&lt;br /&gt;     Personality  is believed to be formed during childhood, "shaped through an interaction of two factors" (mayoclinic.com): Inherited tendencies--genes--and life situations.  The genes, passed on from parents, also called your temperament, are the "nature part of the nature vs. nurture debate" (mayoclinic.com). Combined with the genetic influence, it is also proven that ones environment also effects their personality.  Research suggests that one may have a genetic vulnerability to developing antisocial personality disorder and their life situation may trigger its actual development.&lt;br /&gt;     Symptoms of antisocial personality disorder include the disregard for right and wrong, persistent lying or deceit, the use of charm to manipulate others, recurring difficulties with the law, aggressive or violent behavior, lack of remorse about harming others, and repeatedly violating the rights of others.&lt;br /&gt;    There are several different instances of antisocial personalitydisorder in the movie The Silence of the Lambs. Both Hannibal Lectorand "Buffalo Bill" show symptoms of this disorder.  When ClariceStarling was sent by the F.B.I to interview the "psychopath" Dr.Lector, she was first warned of his danger.  Once, he faked chest painand was taken to get medical help.  When the nurse took off his mouthrestraint to take an EKG, he ate her face.  His pulse didn't riseabove 85, even when he was eating her tongue. He couldn't choosebetween right and wrong, and had no care for her--even though she wasonly trying to help him.&lt;br /&gt;People with antisocial personality disorder are often manipulative,charming, and cunning.  The audience is made to like Lector throughoutthe movie, even when he is actually a serial killing cannibal.  He'sclever and quick-witted.  He helps Clarice to figure out the identityof the serial killer, but is also one himself.&lt;br /&gt;     In another instance, Lector killed Miggs--the person in the cell nextto him--just to amuse himself.  He whispered to Miggs all night, untilhe killed himself.  The next day, when Clarice interviewed him, hesaid something with sexual context.  She told him that what he saidwas uncalled for, and something that Miggs would say.  Lector repliedwith, "Not anymore." Again his actions prove he has no care forothers.&lt;br /&gt;     The night that Buffalo Bill decides to steal Catherine, he is dressedas an older man with a handicap--an arm in a cast.  While strugglingto put a couch in his van, Catherine sees him and decides to help.  Hemanipulated her by faking an injury and acting like an innocent man.All of the girls he kidnaps, he keeps for three days, and doesn'tabuse them or mutilate them until after they're dead--he just leavesthem, suffering, for three days, knowing what their future holds.&lt;br /&gt;When he had placed Catherine down in the well, she screamed and criedand begged for him to let her go.  His face was in a blank stare--hedid not care for her emotions.  His lack of conscience is also anotherexample of his disorder.&lt;br /&gt;     "For better or worse, movies and television contribute significantlyto shaping the public's perception of the mentally ill and  those whotreat them" (Stephen E. Hyler).  Buffalo Bill and Dr. Hannibal Lectorboth fit the psychopathology stereotype of the "rebellious spirit."Rebellious--"not easily handled or kept in place"(wikipedia)--explains them both.  They aren't handled easily insociety and don't fit in anywhere. I believe the movie portrayed themental illness very well without flaw.  It showed how manipulativethese people can be, how impulsive their actions are, and howunconscious they really are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-7655240708084829526?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/7655240708084829526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=7655240708084829526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/7655240708084829526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/7655240708084829526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2010/05/anti-social-personality-disorder.html' title='Anti-social personality disorder'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-5490636959224224061</id><published>2010-05-25T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T06:18:46.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diction Essay</title><content type='html'>Price's sarcastic attitude shows her annoyance at America for their ironic actions. Her strong diction helps to show her sarcasm and annoyance. She also uses rhetorical &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;questions&lt;/span&gt; and a rhetorical fragment to get her point through more clearly. Her use of symbolism and metaphors show exactly what &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;she eans&lt;/span&gt; beyond the literal meaning.&lt;br /&gt;     To start off, Price's choice of strong diction helps with the imagery of her writing.  The pink flamingo, a bird "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;synonymous&lt;/span&gt; with wealth and pizazz, had become &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;popular&lt;/span&gt; during the 1950's." The fact that so many Americans wanted this bird at their home is ironic because "Americans had hunted flamingos to extinction in Florida in the late 1800's...but no matter. "Her sarcasm is shown through her words.  We had hunted &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;these&lt;/span&gt; animals to extinction, but what a plastic, "hotter pink" version in our homes.  How ironic.&lt;br /&gt;     The only rhetorical fragment in her writing shows her sarcasm at its highest.  "But no matter." it's okay that we hunted them to extinction and have replaced them with a much brighter, trashier plastic version.  Using a rhetorical question gets t&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; reader to think.  After all, why call them pink flamingos as if they could be any other color?&lt;br /&gt;     The symbolism of the pink flamingo shows just how she feels about America and it's don't care about anything attitude.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Americans&lt;/span&gt; can do whatever and it will always be okay.  The US culture just wanted to look good, "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;extravagant&lt;/span&gt;," and "flamboyant."&lt;br /&gt;     The popularity of the plastic pink flamingo in the 1950's was obviously very ironic and wrong.  Price crafts the text to show exactly how annoyed and upset she is at the US culture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-5490636959224224061?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/5490636959224224061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=5490636959224224061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/5490636959224224061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/5490636959224224061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2010/05/diction-essay.html' title='Diction Essay'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-4882753975042692679</id><published>2010-05-25T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T07:24:01.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Argumentative Essay</title><content type='html'>Everyone knew them--the kids in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;highschool&lt;/span&gt; with wire-rimmed glasses and pocket protectors, the ones who were too busy with their noses shoved in a book to realize what was going on in the real world around them.  They were the ones who &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dissidently&lt;/span&gt; disagreed to wear attractive clothes or do anything normal in society's eyes.  The kids who circumvented prom and all other social gatherings simply because they didn't fit in.  We've all hear the saying "geek today, boss tomorrow," but just how much truth is behind it?  Do geeks really rule?&lt;br /&gt;     In some cases, yes, they do.  Geeks are often top wage earners--&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CEO's&lt;/span&gt; of banks, neurosurgeons, and even scientists.  These assiduous nerds came out on top.  What about the popular kids; where do they end up?  The senior class favorite, Homecoming King, and all-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;state&lt;/span&gt; football player goes off to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;college&lt;/span&gt;, parties too hard, drops out, then becomes a construction worker in the small hometown he desperately wanted to get away from.  Not all jocks drop out, in some cases, they graduate to become Junior High football coaches, which is so very ambitious.  And the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt; bimbo?  The beautiful and mean vixen goes to beauty school and graduates top of her class.  Geeks work hard in school so they don't have to work as hard out of school.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;They're&lt;/span&gt; the ones with the mansions, the cool cars, and the private planes to take them where they want, when they want.&lt;br /&gt;     On the other hand, they are still looked upon as geeks no matter how wealthy they become.  These geeks can't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;effectively&lt;/span&gt; communicate with others because they didn't learn social skills in high school.  They still aren't attractive.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;After all&lt;/span&gt;, money can't buy everything, even beauty.  They lack the personality that it takes to climb to the the top of the social ladder.  No matter what, they're still geeks.&lt;br /&gt;     Geeks don't always climb to the top and jock don't always fall to the bottom.  Who says a smart guy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;can't&lt;/span&gt; be good looking? Who says the Homecoming King can't break the dumb job mold?  Who says the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt; bimbo has to become a hairdresser?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-4882753975042692679?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/4882753975042692679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=4882753975042692679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/4882753975042692679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/4882753975042692679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2010/05/argumentative-essay.html' title='Argumentative Essay'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-1841023737963378539</id><published>2010-05-25T06:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T06:45:14.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Synthesis Essay</title><content type='html'>The stick-thin women and muscular macho men that are popular in the media affect the way teens perceive their own body images. When there are barely any normal sized people shown, then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; are teens supposed to think about their own bodies? The statistics on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;teen's&lt;/span&gt; and even young children's dieting are alarming.&lt;br /&gt;Television, magazines, advertisements, and movies "have, since World War 2, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;increasingly&lt;/span&gt; held up a thinner and thinner body images as ideal for women" (source B). By viewing these images, girls get the wrong idea about how they're supposed to look and sometimes take drastic measures to try to fix their non-existent weight problem. Even 40% of girls as young as 9 and 10 years of age "have tried to lose weight, according to an ongoing study funded by the National Heart, Lung, and Blood Institute" (source B). It has also been reported that "at age thirteen, 53% of American girls are unhappy with their bodies" (source B). Most of high school students complain about their bodies too--even the 90 pound, super-thin, muscular cheerleaders call themselves fat when they are nothing but skin and bone.&lt;br /&gt;In source D, two teens are seen discussing their weight. When they decide they will no longer talk about their weight, they absolutely have nothing to talk about! We live in a world obsessed with body image and looks in general. "In a study on fifth graders, 10 year old girls and boys told researchers they were dissatisfied with their own bodies after watching a music video by Britney Spears or a clip from the TV show &lt;em&gt;Friends&lt;/em&gt;" (source B). Even young boys have become obsessed with their body image! In a study conducted by The University of Toronto, it was suggested that "one out of every six people who qualified for a full or partial diagnosis of anorexia was male" (source E). The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;unrealistic&lt;/span&gt; bodies of men can be seen especially while shopping in the mall. For example, take a stroll into &lt;em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Abercrombie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;(the children's clothing store). The models are sickeningly muscular and extraordinarily beautiful. "Men are more likely today to be swayed with depictions of thickly-packed muscular torsos, visible ripples of abs, and narrow waists" (source E).&lt;br /&gt;I believe that a major part of the reason people shop in places like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Abercrombie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;is because of the bodies selling the clothes. "Women--and th&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;eir&lt;/span&gt; body parts--sell everything from food to cars" (source G). &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;It's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;true&lt;/span&gt;, who wouldn't want to buy a hot sports car with an even hotter model sitting seductively on the hood?&lt;br /&gt;In a world where perfection is becoming the norm, actions should be taken to chance teens' minds. We should place more normal actresses and actors on TV, and stop using hot bodies to sell products. We need &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; tell the young children that starving themselves does not make them beautiful, and we need to tell the public that being healthy is much more important than being thin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-1841023737963378539?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/1841023737963378539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=1841023737963378539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/1841023737963378539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/1841023737963378539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2010/05/synthesis-essay.html' title='Synthesis Essay'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-7813095321838561728</id><published>2009-11-11T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T06:20:28.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Awakening-analysis of sentence in chapter 6</title><content type='html'>Check out the maps we made describing the diction, syntax, imagery and attitude of the sentence in The Awakening. 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-7813095321838561728?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/7813095321838561728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=7813095321838561728' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/7813095321838561728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/7813095321838561728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2009/11/awakening-analysis-of-sentence-in.html' title='The Awakening-analysis of sentence in chapter 6'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-1864460614521395716</id><published>2009-06-20T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T12:21:39.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Customized Shoes?</title><content type='html'>Customized shoes.  50 years ago, this was unheard of.  It's not only about the quality anymore, but also about the look.  People personalize their looks now, right down to their shoes.  I went to &lt;a href="http://www.vans.com/"&gt;www.vans.com&lt;/a&gt; and created these shoes:&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/Sj00xeDElaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/IiSPhcyDt50/s320/photo.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349489956870198690" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who would have thought you could create your everyday shoes to look just how you want them?  You can also customize your cellphone, there are a lot of covers just for a certain type of cell phone.  You can even put your picture on your phone.  All of these products came from right-brained people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-1864460614521395716?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/1864460614521395716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=1864460614521395716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/1864460614521395716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/1864460614521395716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2009/06/customized-shoes.html' title='Customized Shoes?'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/Sj00xeDElaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/IiSPhcyDt50/s72-c/photo.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-3206833565386279214</id><published>2009-05-26T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T13:03:13.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Mice and Men</title><content type='html'>George and Lenny are traveling farm workers in the 1930's. The two men have a dream to rent their own farm and be their own bosses. Lenny is a gentle giant who is "slow". He loves to pet small furry animals because they are soft. George is often taking dead mice from Lenny. George is clever and is responsible for both of them. They are going to a new job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the characters have a dream-- there is a dream theme.  George dreams of a farm of his own. Lenny dreams of caring for rabbits. The one handed worker dreams of a brighter future. The stable negro dreams of a place where he can feel free. The bride dreams of Hollywood and the movies. The son dreams of being the best of the men, stronger than any of them, above them all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-3206833565386279214?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/3206833565386279214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=3206833565386279214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/3206833565386279214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/3206833565386279214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2009/05/of-mice-and-men.html' title='Of Mice and Men'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-7459013183775833390</id><published>2009-05-26T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T12:59:24.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The House on Mango Street</title><content type='html'>A young girl discusses growing up in a poor, Latino neighborhood. She tells her story in short vignettes, describing her friends, her family, her neighbors, and her dream to have a "house all my own... Only a house quiet as snow, a space for myself to go, clean as paper before the poem."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-7459013183775833390?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/7459013183775833390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=7459013183775833390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/7459013183775833390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/7459013183775833390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2009/05/house-on-mango-street.html' title='The House on Mango Street'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-1647718295469700738</id><published>2009-05-26T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T12:57:35.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Giver</title><content type='html'>Jonas lives in a perfect society--no pain, no crime, no unhappiness. When he receives his life assignment to be the Receiver of Memories, he discovers secrets about the past, and the terrible things that make this world possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the perfect future world in which Jonas lives, twelve-year-old children are given their life assignments at the Ceremony of Twelve. Jonas is shocked when he is chosen to be the new Receiver of Memories, a mysterious position of honor held by only one person at a time.&lt;br /&gt;He is trained by the previous Receiver, now called the Giver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The training consists of transferring to him memories of a past--before the imposition of Sameness--that the others in the community can't even imagine, in which there was war, hunger, and disease, but also color, weather, and strong emotions. Gradually Jonas comes to understand, and resent, the choices that had to be made to create his world, and the terrible secrets behind its perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together he and the Giver create a plan to change the way his world works, but before they can carry it out Jonas is forced to make a decision that may destroy them all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-1647718295469700738?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/1647718295469700738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=1647718295469700738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/1647718295469700738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/1647718295469700738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2009/05/giver.html' title='The Giver'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-4008698205765920105</id><published>2009-05-26T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T12:54:40.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom</title><content type='html'>So much depends upon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sufficient&lt;/span&gt;, independent,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is my hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, my role model, my mother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-4008698205765920105?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/4008698205765920105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=4008698205765920105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/4008698205765920105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/4008698205765920105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2009/05/mom.html' title='Mom'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-1369698182349777128</id><published>2009-05-26T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T12:52:13.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Animal Farm</title><content type='html'>"Animal Farm" tells the simple and tragic story of what happens when the oppressed farm animals rebel, drive out Mr. Jones, the farmer, and attempt to rule the farm themselves, on an equal basis. What the animals seem to have aimed at was a "utopic" sort of communism, where each would work according to his capacity, respecting the needs of others. The venture failed, and "Animal Farm" ended up being a dictatorship of pigs, who were the brightest, and most idle of the animals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-1369698182349777128?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/1369698182349777128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=1369698182349777128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/1369698182349777128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/1369698182349777128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2009/05/animal-farm-tells-simple-and-tragic.html' title='Animal Farm'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-1920854128127431503</id><published>2009-05-26T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T12:48:55.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogs</title><content type='html'>My favorite techie tool is blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Using blogs, I can see what my friends have to say about what I too have to write about.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can communicate with other people, I can learn more, too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Other people can comment on what I have to say, and tell me their opinions too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-1920854128127431503?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/1920854128127431503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=1920854128127431503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/1920854128127431503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/1920854128127431503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2009/05/blogs.html' title='Blogs'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-3167440949780747504</id><published>2009-05-26T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T12:45:27.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Betwixt-2 books</title><content type='html'>Morgan is the perfect girl. Perfect grades and perfect face but underneath it all, she is cruel and cold-hearted. Morgan is only out to get as much for herself as possible and in the end she’ll chose the highest bidder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nix is something special. Since his childhood he has been able to see a light around a person before they were about to die. Depending on the intensity of the light, he could tell how long they had left in the world. Because of this, he has spent a large portion of his life running from the people he cared about. Along the way, he picked up a drug habit to keep the lights dulled and to try to be as normal as possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ondine is a girl that seems to have it all. Not perfect like Morgan, who just happens to be intensely jealous of her, but with her dark skin and violet eyes she is a girl that just seems to have something extraordinary about her. When her parents move away for a year, leaving her in her hometown of Portland to finish out her senior year, Ondine throws a party to end all parties, where her life is changed forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There the three that have so little in common come together. What they’ve been feeling for so long, the changes in their bodies and minds, is realized. A mysterious boy by the name of Moth tells the three to come to a huge rave, The Ring of Fire, where they will learn the truth about themselves. Nix, who has been running for so long, is told to bring Ondine who is easily lost; while Morgan, headstrong, finds her own way there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Ring of Fire isn’t what any of them expect. The truths that they learn, the things about themselves that they come to realize are hard for them to swallow. Ondine flat out denies that she could be something other than human. But for Nix, who has been challenged for so long by the rings of light, is relieved that there is an explanation and that maybe, finally he can stop running. Morgan is the only member of the small group to embrace the idea wholeheartedly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-3167440949780747504?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/3167440949780747504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=3167440949780747504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/3167440949780747504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/3167440949780747504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2009/05/betwixt-2-books.html' title='Betwixt-2 books'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-1499702517889605564</id><published>2009-05-12T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T12:39:50.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>Spring break, my favorite school break. I, along with many other students, look forward to this time. Usually, I stay in Batesville but, fortunately, I got the chance to go to Seaside, Florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What made this trip so special was that I got to go with one of my very best friends. We left Batesville around 12:00 on Friday afternoon and headed to Little Rock to meet up with her mom's best friend, who was also going on the trip. After leaving Little Rock, we were on the road to Florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally made it to florida, it was Sunday afternoon. When we left Batesville, it was still cold outside, so when we got in Florida, it was strange to feel the warm air and bright sun. We checked into our home for the next week, which was a 3 story house on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't get a chance to go lay out on the beach so we took showers and got ready to go hang out with a lot of other teenagers in the middle of the town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All week, we basically repeated this. I had one of the best weeks of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-1499702517889605564?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/1499702517889605564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=1499702517889605564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/1499702517889605564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/1499702517889605564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2009/05/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-8654322699954079076</id><published>2009-03-20T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T08:17:52.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Equality 7-2521</title><content type='html'>This is an excerpt from my essay I am sending into a competition...wish me luck! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Imagine living in a world where the word “I” is forbidden.  Imagine being so controlled that you cannot even decide what you will do for the rest of your life.  Imagine not being able to sing when you want.  Imagine not knowing true happiness.  After living this life for so long, imagine finding something that could change the rest of your life.  Equality 7-2521 finally finds hope for him when he stumbles upon the tunnel—it finally gives him hope for a whole new life, one where he can make his own decisions and actually be himself.  Even though he was outnumbered and modern society was non-existent, his store is one of liberation and of hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-8654322699954079076?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/8654322699954079076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=8654322699954079076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/8654322699954079076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/8654322699954079076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2009/03/equality-7-2521.html' title='Equality 7-2521'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-3666045789266653820</id><published>2009-03-16T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T06:34:12.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anthem</title><content type='html'>Imagine living in a world where you can't even use the word "I." Imagine not even being able to be yourself. &lt;br /&gt;Equality 7-2521 was a rebel in this world, who only wanted to become who he wanted to be, not who he was told to be. He wanted out, and would stop at nothing to get there.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't like this book and wouldn't recommend it to anyone.  No lessons were learned, nor did I find any type of enjoyment while reading the book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-3666045789266653820?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/3666045789266653820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=3666045789266653820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/3666045789266653820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/3666045789266653820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2009/03/anthem.html' title='Anthem'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-7629574694470318935</id><published>2009-03-16T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T06:28:03.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Antigone</title><content type='html'>Standing up for yourself isn't always easy-in fact, sometimes, it may be the hardest decision you have made in your life. Antigone had to take a stand, one that changed her life forever.  In hopes of burying her brother, she also lost her life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Antigone &lt;/em&gt;teaches a hard life lesson.  I would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;recommend&lt;/span&gt; everyone to read it. I learned standing up for yourself is sometimes hard, but very important.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-7629574694470318935?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/7629574694470318935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=7629574694470318935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/7629574694470318935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/7629574694470318935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2009/03/antigone.html' title='Antigone'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-7747057315811465179</id><published>2009-03-11T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T06:23:19.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Call of the Wild</title><content type='html'>In the book,&lt;em&gt; Call of the Wild &lt;/em&gt;by Jack London&lt;em&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; Buck is forced to lead a whole new life style. Buck, who was previously a pet, was stolen and has to become a sled dog. His life as a sled dog is obviously a lot harder than that of a pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He overcomes many struggles along the way to becoming the leader of the pack. It is a story of struggle and violence. I loved the book and would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;recommend&lt;/span&gt; it to everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-7747057315811465179?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/7747057315811465179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=7747057315811465179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/7747057315811465179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/7747057315811465179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2009/03/call-of-wild.html' title='Call of the Wild'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-4131352220997560627</id><published>2009-03-11T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T14:15:25.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian</title><content type='html'>In&lt;em&gt; The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian&lt;/em&gt;, Junior is a scrawny Native American boy that lives on the Rez outside of Spokane, Washington.  He is an aspiring cartoonist with great abilities and great disabilities.  Junior is unlike the other Indian boys; he actually wants to go to school and achieve an education. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author Sherman Alexie describes the struggles Junior faces when he transfers to the all white school.  Junior is shunned by the Rez boys and is an outcast at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;em&gt;The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian&lt;/em&gt;, Junior has to decide whether he wants to be a “white boy” or an “Indian boy”.  He has to find the balance of both the cultures he wants to be a part.  Alexie brilliantly tells a story of the cultural change of an adolescent boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-4131352220997560627?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/4131352220997560627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=4131352220997560627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/4131352220997560627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/4131352220997560627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2009/03/absolutely-true-diary-of-part-time.html' title='The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-557247375850758790</id><published>2009-03-11T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T06:35:15.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone</title><content type='html'>J.K. Rowling’s international sensation captivated my mind. After reading &lt;em&gt;Harry Potter and The Sorcerer’s Stone&lt;/em&gt;, I understand why the book is as wildly popular as it is. The book’s twist and turns slowly reveal the culprit as the believed dead Lord Voldemort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter is a young, normal boy who is living with his uncle and aunt in Little Whinging until Hagrid, a half-giant, takes him to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the school year, Harry meets two other students his age: Hermione and Ron. The three of them go on many exciting adventures throughout Hogwarts and it’s grounds. Harry Potter and The Sorcerer’s Stone is a good read for any age. Rowling combines enough mysticism and reality to intrigue even the most unimaginative dim-wit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2 books)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-557247375850758790?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/557247375850758790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=557247375850758790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/557247375850758790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/557247375850758790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2009/03/harry-potter-and-sorcerers-stone.html' title='Harry Potter and the Sorcerer&apos;s Stone'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-7961841361016700732</id><published>2009-03-11T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T12:47:57.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BHS, My Perfect World</title><content type='html'>High school? I &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; high school.  I mean, seriously, who doesn't love coming to a place boiling over with drama? BHS is my favorite place to be...NOT!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is so bad about it? All of the mean people. The ones who start nasty rumors,  the ones who say mean things just to hurt people, basically every single girl that attends BHS, with the exception of a few. How could I perfect my world here at BHS? Get rid of them, or at least get them some classes in manners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, there are so many people who do absolutely anything in their power to hurt people. Mentally, physically, emotionally, any way they can find to get under some one's skin, they do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like most of my teachers here at BHS...if you ask me, they are really cool people. They give you extensions on homework, help you with what you don't understand, and sometimes are even your own personal counselor. I said I liked &lt;strong&gt;most&lt;/strong&gt; of my teachers, not &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt;. I have had a few teachers who come to school and don't do what they're paid to do. Get them some teaching lessons, please. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think perfecting my world at school would be pretty easy. What would make school even better? Get rid of mean girls, the people who like to hurt others, and the bad teachers. Oh, and I forgot to mention, bring &lt;strong&gt;Taylor Leger&lt;/strong&gt; back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-7961841361016700732?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/7961841361016700732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=7961841361016700732' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/7961841361016700732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/7961841361016700732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2009/03/bhs-my-perfect-world.html' title='BHS, My Perfect World'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-8613335509819981231</id><published>2009-02-11T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T08:48:10.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a Stand</title><content type='html'>Most of the time, I like to avoid confrontation, but sometimes, I believe confrontation is needed to solve a problem.&lt;br /&gt;As most people know, high school is full of drama, jealous girls making up mean rumors, everyone talking about what you supposedly did on the weekend. . .&lt;br /&gt;The drama seems like it's never-ending.  Often times, I find myself ignoring what these envious girls have to say; there is a time, though, that I couldn't help myself, I had to take a stand for what I knew was right.&lt;br /&gt;I was in the girl's bathroom one day, where a lot of the drama seems to be stirred.  There were girls putting on make up, fixing their hair, and catching up on the latest drama.&lt;br /&gt;"Did you hear what she did this weekend?"&lt;br /&gt;Then I heard her whisper what this girl had supposedly done. It was horrible, and since I had been there, I knew it wasn't true.  At first it really made me mad, so before saying anything to the girl, I took a deep breath to calm down. Finally, I could talk rationally.&lt;br /&gt;"Actually, she didn't do that.  I was there with her the whole time.  All you are doing is spreading rumors.  I would appreciate it if you would keep your mouth shut about what you don't know is true or false."&lt;br /&gt;She had no idea I had even heard her say anything.  Her mouth opened as if she were shocked, and just as she did this, I turned away and walked out the door.  It might not have been a big deal, it might not have stopped the rumors, but after taking a stand, I felt better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-8613335509819981231?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/8613335509819981231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=8613335509819981231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/8613335509819981231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/8613335509819981231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2009/02/taking-stand.html' title='Taking a Stand'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-5677570343439649978</id><published>2008-12-19T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T12:48:01.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflecting on 1/2 of My Sophomore Year</title><content type='html'>10th grade started really slow but now it is half way over.  The year has gone by really quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school year began like any other; slow and boring.  But lately, it has picked up and seemed to fly by. The work has picked up and deadlines have come quicker than expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special really comes to mind about my sophomore year so far except that all my friends are sixteen and driving and I am still fifteen.  I don't turn sixteen until May 29. Unfortunately, I won't be able to drive until after the school year is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that half the year is over and that exams are almost over.  However,I am very sure that I will like my sophomore year a whole lot better when it is over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-5677570343439649978?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/5677570343439649978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=5677570343439649978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/5677570343439649978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/5677570343439649978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2008/12/reflecting-on-12-of-my-sophomore-year.html' title='Reflecting on 1/2 of My Sophomore Year'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-1212443509397381938</id><published>2008-12-12T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T08:27:43.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friendship is a major theme in the play. In life, if you do good, you will be rewarded. If you are a good friend, you will also be rewarded. Mark Anthony was a faithful friend to Caesar and in the end, he won the battle. If you are a bad friend, you will not be rewarded. Brutus was literally a back-&lt;em&gt;stabber&lt;/em&gt; to Caesar. After Brutus was an accomplice in assassinating his friend, he quickly gained power, lost that power, then killed himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When discussing this with my classmates, I also thought of a few other good points. You should always be choosy of your friends. Caesar considered his fellow polititians friends and they all conspired against him and killed him. If Caesar would have chosen his friends better, maybe this all would not have happened. You should as well never be too loyal.  Lucius, Brutus' servant was too loyal.  When Brutus told Lucius to stab him, Lucius did as he was told.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not only is friendship a major theme in the play, it is also a major one in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-1212443509397381938?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/1212443509397381938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=1212443509397381938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/1212443509397381938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/1212443509397381938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2008/12/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-2264478760176211858</id><published>2008-12-12T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T08:18:03.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leadership</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Reading the &lt;strong&gt;tragedy, &lt;em&gt;Julius &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Caesar&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I have learned a lot about leadership. Julius &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Caesar&lt;/span&gt;, in my opinion, was not a good ruler because he was on the v&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;irge&lt;/span&gt; of becoming a tyrant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Caesar's&lt;/span&gt; leadership could be compared to Hitler-Germany, although &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Caesar's&lt;/span&gt; dictatorship never reached fruition. It was wrong of Hitler to use his power as a dictator &lt;strong&gt;to kill&lt;/strong&gt; a countless number of Jews. If &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Caesar&lt;/span&gt; had not been so power-hungry, he would have not been assassinated by his fellow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;politicians&lt;/span&gt; and who knows how history would have played out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-2264478760176211858?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/2264478760176211858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=2264478760176211858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/2264478760176211858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/2264478760176211858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2008/12/leadership.html' title='Leadership'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-444821313975570176</id><published>2008-12-12T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T08:10:04.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Win-Win---The all-you-can-eat buffet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Before reading *&lt;strong&gt;the book&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Seven Habits of Highly Effective Teens,* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I often felt &lt;strong&gt;*vanquished*&lt;/strong&gt; by the people around me. I was not thinking win-win. &lt;strong&gt;*To think*&lt;/strong&gt; win-win is to think that success can be spread around to everyone; I will not be your doormat and you will not be mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Of course, there are others who don't (but should) think this way. An example of win-win thinking? The old saying, "you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;scratch&lt;/span&gt; my back, I'll scratch yours." By working together, we are both getting what we want and no one is on the lesser end of the deal. Can you imagine where we would be if everyone in the world was thinking win-win...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-444821313975570176?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/444821313975570176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=444821313975570176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/444821313975570176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/444821313975570176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2008/12/win-win-all-you-can-eat-buffet.html' title='Win-Win---The all-you-can-eat buffet'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-8021837785570722517</id><published>2008-11-09T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T17:41:37.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paradigm/Be Proactive</title><content type='html'>My best friend, &lt;strong&gt;the loudest and most friendly of them all,&lt;/strong&gt; was in a very grouchy mood.  She yelled at me for accidentally bumping into her, which made me really mad.  I started to yell back at her but then remembered that I need to be proactive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of yelling at her, I softly replied, "Sorry, I didn't see you there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She kept on walking down the hallway without saying anything back.  Later on, I found out why &lt;em&gt;she was as grouchy as a hungry bear.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her grandpa, &lt;strong&gt;the man that had pretty much raised her and had been like a father to her,&lt;/strong&gt; was in the hospital dying.  I was happy with the way I had reacted to her and also understood why she was in such a bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Simile-a stated comparison (usually formed with "like" or "as") between two fundamentally dissimilar things that have certain qualities in common.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-8021837785570722517?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/8021837785570722517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=8021837785570722517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/8021837785570722517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/8021837785570722517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2008/11/paradigmbe-proactive.html' title='Paradigm/Be Proactive'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-7402519468090696449</id><published>2008-10-21T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T13:00:35.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Support!!</title><content type='html'>My choice for the upcoming presidential election would most definitely be John McCain.  I support this Arizona senator for several reasons including his views on abortion and the war.  I believe he is more than fit to run out country due to his experience in the senate and his military expertise in the Vietnam War.&lt;br /&gt;Although he is right on the dot on most issues, I completely disagree with his choice of not drilling for oil in A.N.W.R.  As most Americans know, we are very dependant on foreign oil and this issue, that continues to get worse, can be changed.  Drilling for oil in A.N.W.R. would put us a step closer towards energy interdependence.  A.N.W.R. is in the northern delta region of Alaska and not in the pristine mountains.  It is also a very small region.  We need to be more energy efficient.  This would also get us a few years down the road until we could switch to bio fuel, hydrogen gas, nuclear energy, solar energy, CNG, or wind energy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-7402519468090696449?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/7402519468090696449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=7402519468090696449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/7402519468090696449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/7402519468090696449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2008/10/support.html' title='Support!!'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-1469454806153929192</id><published>2008-09-17T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T10:54:28.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sci-Fi as a Genre</title><content type='html'>For English 10, I read a sci-fi novel. Using my novel, &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_ss_gw/105-7296767-9517261?url=search-alias%3Dstripbooks&amp;amp;field-keywords=the+invisible+man&amp;amp;x=6&amp;amp;y=13"&gt;The Invisible Man&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; as a basis for the other sci-fi books, I would not promote sci-fi as a genre to read. In my opinion, &lt;em&gt;The Invisible Man &lt;/em&gt;was not a very interesting book. This was the first sci-fi book I've read and I didn't like it, but, I have watched sci-fi movies and found them very appealing. Using the movies as a basis, I would most definately read sci-fi novels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-1469454806153929192?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/1469454806153929192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=1469454806153929192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/1469454806153929192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/1469454806153929192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2008/09/sci-fi-as-genre.html' title='Sci-Fi as a Genre'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111040679550309970.post-5452178364938049958</id><published>2008-09-17T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T10:14:22.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Need to Fear, Ray-Anne is Here!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ray-Anne is a superhero who loves to fight for a boy-free world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;She charms boys with her amazing beauty and then burns them to the ground with her blazing red hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; She lived on the sun which explains where she got &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; golden bronze tan. She has piercing blue eyes and very long eyelashes. She also has a beautiful white smile. Her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fiery&lt;/span&gt; hair falls just below her thin, muscular shoulders. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ray-Anne's stunning looks aren't only what charms the boys.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She is a very flirty super hero. She acts as if she will date the boys after she lures them in with her good looks and then puts them in a trance which gives her enough time to scorch them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ray-Anne is a fearless superhero who helps in the never-ending battle against the huge pests we all know as boys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111040679550309970-5452178364938049958?l=intothewiiild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/feeds/5452178364938049958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3111040679550309970&amp;postID=5452178364938049958' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/5452178364938049958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111040679550309970/posts/default/5452178364938049958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intothewiiild.blogspot.com/2008/09/ray-anne-is-superhero-who-loves-to.html' title='No Need to Fear, Ray-Anne is Here!!'/><author><name>missbbruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16641338441804492174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3EGkXUcF1L4/SOZ5fbVO0QI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vHHdkV0oN-A/S220/bailey+and+carly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
