<?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-6834999753943477536</id><updated>2011-07-30T23:35:54.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>---ITz m3h duaaH---</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06526370917988828551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SiAHpeZyBnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Z552hmcxle8/S220/IMG00040.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834999753943477536.post-7937464545199057635</id><published>2010-05-24T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T09:08:20.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOTTLED WATER</title><content type='html'>YOU MAY THINK BOTTLED WATER IS CLEANER THEN TAP BUT IT ISN'T.   IN CLEVELAND THEY DID A SCIENTIFIC TEST AND TASTE TEST TO SEE IF BOTTLED WATER IS BETTER AND IN THOSE TESTS BOTTLED WATER CAME OUT MORE CONTAMINATED AND TASTED WORSE THEN TAP. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BOTTLED WATER MOSTLY COMES FROM TAP WATER. AFTHER YOUR DONE WITH YOUR BOTTLED WATER YOU THINK IT GETS RECYCLED? BUT IT DOEN'T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TO HELP SOLVE BOTTLED WATER PROBLEMS YOU SHOULD RECYCLE THE BOTTLES AND START DRINKING TAP WATER. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834999753943477536-7937464545199057635?l=kvelez2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/feeds/7937464545199057635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6834999753943477536&amp;postID=7937464545199057635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/7937464545199057635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/7937464545199057635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/2010/05/bottled-water.html' title='BOTTLED WATER'/><author><name>krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06526370917988828551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SiAHpeZyBnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Z552hmcxle8/S220/IMG00040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834999753943477536.post-6666645484064423186</id><published>2010-05-11T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T07:44:50.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15 minutes of love</title><content type='html'>15 MINUTES OF LOVE AND OUR EYES ARE LOCKED ON EACH OTHER. &lt;div&gt;HAND TO HAND, LIPS TO LIPS, BUT JUST TO THINK ITS ONLY FOR A MOMENT.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MY HEART IS RACING EACH BEAT GETING FASTER AND FASTER,THINKING THIS IS GOIN TO LAST FOR EVER.  OUR HANDS FADE AWAY FROM EACH OTHER, MA HEART STOPS BEATING.OUR TIME OF LOVE IS UP AND YOUR GONE JUST LIKE THAT, BUT WHY IS IT THAT MY HEART STILL BEATS FOR YOU? DO YOU FEEL THE SAME? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IM IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE THAT DOESN'T LOVE ANYMORE. I LOVE YOU THEN AND I ALWAYS WILL. WEN I SEE THAT SMILE ON YOUR FACE IT FEELS LIKE GOD IS TOUCHING MY HEART WITH HIS BEAR HANDS..BUT IN MY MIND KNOWING I DONT HAVE YOU ANYMORE MAKES ALL MY SCARES OPEN.I MISS YOU SO MUCH THAT IT HURTS, MY HEART CRYING, MY VANES DRIPPING BLOOD,AND MY EYES CRYING RIVERS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ONCE YOU LOVE SOME ONE YOUR LOVE DOESN'T FADE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834999753943477536-6666645484064423186?l=kvelez2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/feeds/6666645484064423186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6834999753943477536&amp;postID=6666645484064423186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/6666645484064423186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/6666645484064423186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/2010/05/15-minutes-of-love.html' title='15 minutes of love'/><author><name>krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06526370917988828551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SiAHpeZyBnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Z552hmcxle8/S220/IMG00040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834999753943477536.post-8625387445770800659</id><published>2010-04-26T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T10:02:44.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I DESERVE ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/S9XGw4pivpI/AAAAAAAAADA/2bjTx8zGY2E/s1600/Broken-heart-broken-hearts-6853604-947-872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/S9XGw4pivpI/AAAAAAAAADA/2bjTx8zGY2E/s320/Broken-heart-broken-hearts-6853604-947-872.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464492266026614418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DESERVE A PICTURE FOR OUR MEMORY THAT DIDNT LAST.&lt;div&gt;I DESERVE BETTER THEN WHAT HAPPEN IN THE PAST.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I DESERVE TO HEAR THE WORD IM SORRY FOR BREAKING MY HEART. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I DESERVE BETTER FOR TRYING TO KEEP EVERYTHING FROM FALLING APART.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I DESERVE TO FEEL MORE THEN PAIN BUT Y IS IT THAT I STILL LOVE YUH??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I DESERVE MANY THINGS BUT MOST OF ALL I DESERVE TO BE ABLE TO LOVE AGAIN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834999753943477536-8625387445770800659?l=kvelez2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/feeds/8625387445770800659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6834999753943477536&amp;postID=8625387445770800659' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/8625387445770800659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/8625387445770800659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-deserve.html' title='I DESERVE ....'/><author><name>krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06526370917988828551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SiAHpeZyBnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Z552hmcxle8/S220/IMG00040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/S9XGw4pivpI/AAAAAAAAADA/2bjTx8zGY2E/s72-c/Broken-heart-broken-hearts-6853604-947-872.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834999753943477536.post-4506846432372667067</id><published>2010-03-05T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T09:14:16.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ wHAT I THINK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/S5aBvs6oB1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/oOAzM9Q2tjI/s1600-h/IMG00203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/S5aBvs6oB1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/oOAzM9Q2tjI/s320/IMG00203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446683455862081362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/S5aBOOSb1cI/AAAAAAAAACw/ExZjdet3fqU/s1600-h/IMG00204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/S5aBOOSb1cI/AAAAAAAAACw/ExZjdet3fqU/s320/IMG00204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446682880704763330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MOST INTERESTING PARTS IN THE PIERCING DOCUMENTARY IS THE ZIPPER PIERCING.  ITS VERY INTERESTING BECAUSE IT LOOKS COOL BUT THEN YOU THINK ALOT ABOUT IT AND YOU WANT TO ASK MANY QUESTIONS. LIKE WHAT HAPPENDS WHEN YOU EAT OR EVEN IF YOU HAD IT FOR ALONG TIME AND IT HEALS BUT EVERYTIME YOU UNZIPPER IT AND ZIPPER IT DOES IT STILL HURT. &lt;div&gt;I THINK THE REASONS PEOPLE GET PIERCING IS BECAUSE 1. THEY THINK ITS CUTE OR COOL, 2. SOME PEOPLE DO IT TO EXPRESS THEM SELFS AND SOME PEOPLR JUST LIKE IT. FOR EXAMPLE I HAVE MANY PIERCINGS AND I JUST DO IT BECAUSE I LIKE GETTING THEM,I LIKE SHOCKING PEOPLE I LIKE THE WAY THE PIERCINGS LOOK ON ME AND I LIKE WEIRD PIERCINGS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I DONT THINK THAT EACH PIERCING MEANS ANYTHING DIFFERENT, I JUST THINK THAT MANY PEOPLE SEE THE SAME PIERCING ON ALOT OF PEOPLE SO THEY WANT TO BE DIFFERENT FROM EVERY ONE AND GET IT SOME WHERE ELSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834999753943477536-4506846432372667067?l=kvelez2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/feeds/4506846432372667067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6834999753943477536&amp;postID=4506846432372667067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/4506846432372667067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/4506846432372667067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-i-think.html' title='~ wHAT I THINK'/><author><name>krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06526370917988828551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SiAHpeZyBnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Z552hmcxle8/S220/IMG00040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/S5aBvs6oB1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/oOAzM9Q2tjI/s72-c/IMG00203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834999753943477536.post-7691895850216405220</id><published>2010-02-23T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T07:15:36.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GAME ADDICTION</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 18px; font-family:Tahoma;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I THINK ITS POSSIBLE TO BE ADDICTED TO A GAME BECAUSE YOU JUST SITTING THERE ALL THEY PLAYING THE GAME AND IF YOU LOSE YOU WANT TO KEEP TRYING AND TRYING UNTILL YOU GET IT RIGHT. IN TREATMENT CENTERS FOR GAMING ADDICTION THEY TRY AND GET YOUR MIND OFF OF PLAYING GAMES ON THE COMPUTER AND THEY TRY FOR YOU TO DO ACTIVITIES BECAUSE THEY BELIEVE THAT YOUR MISSING OUT IN THINGS. SOME OF THE DIFFERENCES BETWEEN US AMERICANS AND THE SOUTH KOREANS ARE THE GO TO GAMING STOPS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834999753943477536-7691895850216405220?l=kvelez2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/feeds/7691895850216405220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6834999753943477536&amp;postID=7691895850216405220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/7691895850216405220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/7691895850216405220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/2010/02/game-addiction.html' title='GAME ADDICTION'/><author><name>krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06526370917988828551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SiAHpeZyBnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Z552hmcxle8/S220/IMG00040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834999753943477536.post-5323038643840612385</id><published>2010-01-22T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T07:47:43.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--&gt; MY CRAZY FAMILY &lt;--</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/S1nIJv8aq_I/AAAAAAAAACo/v0jvteN7l7g/s1600-h/Hb6G-16N.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/S1nIJv8aq_I/AAAAAAAAACo/v0jvteN7l7g/s320/Hb6G-16N.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429590895586094066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/S1nHs5JmNHI/AAAAAAAAACY/bDh0OIbh9hA/s1600-h/Hb6G-10a_Q6pJAwfwsg.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/S1nH6T1sDsI/AAAAAAAAACg/1VJ8XsRYnz0/s320/Hb6G-10a_Q6pJAwfwsg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429590630343642818" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834999753943477536-5323038643840612385?l=kvelez2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/feeds/5323038643840612385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6834999753943477536&amp;postID=5323038643840612385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/5323038643840612385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/5323038643840612385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-crazy-family.html' title='--&gt; MY CRAZY FAMILY &lt;--'/><author><name>krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06526370917988828551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SiAHpeZyBnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Z552hmcxle8/S220/IMG00040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/S1nIJv8aq_I/AAAAAAAAACo/v0jvteN7l7g/s72-c/Hb6G-16N.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834999753943477536.post-762732353716681579</id><published>2010-01-21T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T07:35:52.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--&gt; BACK IN TIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/S1isDm6_r3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/ozVWIbrQbY0/s1600-h/images-4.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 90px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/S1isDm6_r3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/ozVWIbrQbY0/s200/images-4.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429278528782708594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ IF I COULD GO BACK IN TIME TO ANY YEAR, I WOULD GO BACK TO 1999. &lt;div&gt;I WOULD GO BACK TO 1999 BECAUSE I COULD SEE MY GRANDFATHER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT I WOULD DO IS SPEND ALL MY TIME WITH HIM, I WOULD TELL HIM HOW MUCH I MISS HIM AND I WILL TALK TO HIM ABOUT EVERYTHING, I WOULD TELL HIM ABOUT MY LIFE OUT SIDE. I WOULD TALK TO HIM ABOUT WHEN IM HAPPY AND WHEN IM SAD. ILL ALSO TALK TO HIM ABOUT THE FAMILY, ABOUT MY LITTLE SISTER HE WOULD OF LOVED, ABOUT MY OLDER SISTER WHO WAS ONCE HIS LITTL GIRL, HOW SHE GOT A BABY NOW. I TELL HIM HOW THINGS ARE IN THE LIFE NOW THEN IT WAS WHEN I WAS LITTLE AND HOW MUCH I WISH HE WAS HERE...  --&gt; ILY GRANDPA &lt;-- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834999753943477536-762732353716681579?l=kvelez2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/feeds/762732353716681579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6834999753943477536&amp;postID=762732353716681579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/762732353716681579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/762732353716681579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-in-time.html' title='--&gt; BACK IN TIME'/><author><name>krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06526370917988828551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SiAHpeZyBnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Z552hmcxle8/S220/IMG00040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/S1isDm6_r3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/ozVWIbrQbY0/s72-c/images-4.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834999753943477536.post-863043571347859724</id><published>2010-01-19T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T09:36:26.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/S1XtcitpJGI/AAAAAAAAACI/lscgcL0wLuE/s1600-h/images-3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/S1XtcitpJGI/AAAAAAAAACI/lscgcL0wLuE/s200/images-3.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428506000475366498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/S1XtXfjyFUI/AAAAAAAAACA/imxS8PBFUEc/s1600-h/images-2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 87px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/S1XtXfjyFUI/AAAAAAAAACA/imxS8PBFUEc/s200/images-2.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428505913729357122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/S1XsodVz58I/AAAAAAAAAB4/rQEKHBhjVcU/s1600-h/images-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 103px; height: 137px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/S1XsodVz58I/AAAAAAAAAB4/rQEKHBhjVcU/s200/images-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428505105680033730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;GOD BROKEN OUR HEARTS TO PROVE TO US HE ONLY TAKES THE BEST. &lt;div&gt;WHEN I WAS LITTLE I THOUGHT PEOPLE LAST ALWAYS AND FOR EVER BUT NOW THAT IM OLDER I KNOW THATS NEVER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WONDER ALL THE TIME WHY DOES GOD TAKE GOOD PEOPLE AND LEAVE BAD PEOPLE? I BELIVE THAT IF YOU WERE STILL ALIVE MY LIFE WOULD BE DIFFERENT. WHEN I TALK ABOUT YOU I ATTEND TO CRY BLUE, I WAS LITTLE WHEN YOU PAST AWAY IT WAS JUST LIKE ONE MINUTE YOU WERE HERE AND THE NEXT MINUTE YOU WERE A SHADOW DISAPPEARING IN MIDAIR, ITS LONG TO BRING SOME ONE IN THIS WORLD BUT ITS FAST TO TAKE THEM OUT, A SIMPLE WIND BLOWEN AWAY, A BEAUTIFUL ROSE CRUSHED WITH PETALS EVERY WHERE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* GRANDPA YOU MAY BE GONE BUT NEVER FORGOTTEN * &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R.I.P MAY281999  I LOVE YOU ~~ &lt;3&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834999753943477536-863043571347859724?l=kvelez2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/feeds/863043571347859724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6834999753943477536&amp;postID=863043571347859724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/863043571347859724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/863043571347859724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/2010/01/god-broken-our-hearts-to-prove-to-us-he.html' title=''/><author><name>krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06526370917988828551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SiAHpeZyBnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Z552hmcxle8/S220/IMG00040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/S1XtcitpJGI/AAAAAAAAACI/lscgcL0wLuE/s72-c/images-3.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834999753943477536.post-8696282868425049594</id><published>2010-01-12T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T10:13:47.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ IF 2 DAY WAS MY LAST DAY ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/S0y71ZgqvrI/AAAAAAAAABw/cIlXdMUSsyw/s1600-h/163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/S0y71ZgqvrI/AAAAAAAAABw/cIlXdMUSsyw/s320/163.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425918177129971378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ IF TO DAY WAS MY LAST DAY AND TOMORROW WAS TOO LATE,  I WOULD TRY AND LIVE EACH MOMENT LIKE IT MEANT THE WORLD TO ME. I'LL TRY AND SPEND IT WITH MY FAMILY AND EVERY ONE I LOVE. I'D WANT TO DO EVERYTHING I ALWAYS WANTED TO DO LIKE GO ON A HOT AIR BALOON, KISS SOMEONE FAMOUS, GO BUNGEE JUMPING OFF A BRIG. I WONT JUST SIT THERE AND GIVE UP BECAUSE I STILL HAVE ONE MORE DAY TO LIVE. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834999753943477536-8696282868425049594?l=kvelez2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/feeds/8696282868425049594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6834999753943477536&amp;postID=8696282868425049594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/8696282868425049594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/8696282868425049594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-2-day-was-my-last-day.html' title='~ IF 2 DAY WAS MY LAST DAY ~'/><author><name>krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06526370917988828551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SiAHpeZyBnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Z552hmcxle8/S220/IMG00040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/S0y71ZgqvrI/AAAAAAAAABw/cIlXdMUSsyw/s72-c/163.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834999753943477536.post-4008747592662064798</id><published>2010-01-05T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T10:02:36.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NASTY WATER</title><content type='html'>~THE WATER GETS CONTAMINATED BECAUSE THE SAME LINE THAT THEY DRINK IN IS THE 1 THEY POOP IN AND PEE IN. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ WHEN YOU DRINK IT ITS LIKE YOUR DIEING SLOWLY BY, TROWING UP EVERY THING IN YOUR BODDY OR BY POOPING EVERY THING OUT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ I THINK THEY SHOULD MAKE A DIFFERENT PIPE LINE THAT IS SEPARATE FROM THE LINE TO USE THE BATHROOM AND USE THAT FOR THE PIPE LINE FOR THE WATER TO GO THROUGH FOR PEOPLE CAN HAVE FRESH WATER. IT WILL BE GOOD FOR THEM AND THEY WONT GET SICK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ I THINK IT MIGHT BE HARD FOR THEM TO DO IT BUT IF THEY WORK ON IT AND IF THEY REALLY CARE ABOUT THERE LIVES THEY CAN GET IT DONE.  I ALSO THINK THEY CANT AFFORD IT .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834999753943477536-4008747592662064798?l=kvelez2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/feeds/4008747592662064798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6834999753943477536&amp;postID=4008747592662064798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/4008747592662064798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/4008747592662064798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/2010/01/nasty-water.html' title='NASTY WATER'/><author><name>krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06526370917988828551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SiAHpeZyBnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Z552hmcxle8/S220/IMG00040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834999753943477536.post-6088102211298213947</id><published>2009-12-18T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T07:44:48.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"** LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT**"</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 113px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SyuidHvt06I/AAAAAAAAABg/bxqcrymwPu0/s320/images-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416601598022243234" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SyuihNBLoWI/AAAAAAAAABo/PNFEIs7bv9c/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SyuihNBLoWI/AAAAAAAAABo/PNFEIs7bv9c/s320/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416601668157153634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~ I DONT REALLY BELIEVE IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT BECAUSE HOW CAN YOU JUST LOOK AT SOME ONE YOU DONT KNOW AND FALL IN LOVE WITH THEM. I BELIEVE THAT IF YOU MEET THE PURSON AND IF YOU GET TO NO THEM THEN YOU CAN FALL IN LOVE. I UNDERSTAND IF YOU JUST LOOK AT SOMEONE AND THINK YOU LIKE THEM BUT I DONT BELIEVE IN "LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT"   ~~ &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 ~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834999753943477536-6088102211298213947?l=kvelez2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/feeds/6088102211298213947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6834999753943477536&amp;postID=6088102211298213947' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/6088102211298213947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/6088102211298213947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-at-first-sight.html' title='&quot;** LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT**&quot;'/><author><name>krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06526370917988828551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SiAHpeZyBnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Z552hmcxle8/S220/IMG00040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SyuidHvt06I/AAAAAAAAABg/bxqcrymwPu0/s72-c/images-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834999753943477536.post-6797215303195423014</id><published>2009-12-04T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T09:01:17.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOTHING 2 SAY 2 EATCH OTHER</title><content type='html'>THEY HAD NOTHING TO SAY TO EACH OTHER. I JUST KEEPS THINKING HOW MESSED UP IS EMILY TO ME. LIKE WE CHILL EVERYDAY AND NOW SHE WANTS TO LEAVE ME FOR SOME ONE ELS, AND I WAS GOIN TO GO WITH HER TO SEE THE BOY SHE GOES OUT WITH, AND I WAS LOOKING FOWERD TO IT BECAUSE HIS CUZIN IS ALWAYS THERE AND I LIKE HIM. SHE TELLS ME SHE DID WANT TO CHILL WITH ME BUT HER PHONE DIED SO SHE COULDN'T TET ME BACK BUT I KNOW SHES LIEN AN SHE JUST DIDNT WANT TO CHILL WITH ME. I DONT REALY CARE BECAUSE I STILL HAD ALOT OF FUN THAT DAY AND AT THE END OF THE DAY WHEN SHE WENT HOME I STILL SAW HIM. SHE TOULD ME HE WAS THERE AND I STEPED UP TO HER ASKING HER IF SHE WA CHILLING WITH HIM AN IF SHE LIKED HIM. SHE WAS LIKE NO HES JUST A FRIEND TO ME. I SAID OK AN LEFT. THE NEXT DAY ME AND HIM HAD PLANS TO GO 2 A PARTY WITH HIM, SO I HEAR SOMEONE KNOCKING ON MY DOOR, I NEW IT WAS IM SO I SAID OPEN IM CUMMEN DOWN. AS IM WALKEN ACCROS MY HOUSE I RAN DOWN THE STAIRS BE 4 I GET TO THE BOTTEM OF IT I JUMP ON HIM, KISS HIM AN SAY HOLD ON IMMA PUT ON MY SHOSE. AS WE ON OUR WAY 2 DAY PARTY WE LAUGHING AND HAVING ALOT OF FUN. WE IN THE PARTY AND IM DANCING 2 SERANIS NEW SONG AND THE BEAT IS SO FAST. I SAID HOLD ON IMMA GO FIX MY HAIR. AS IM FIXING MY HAIR IN THE BATHROOM, SHE WALKS IN, IM SHOCKED AND I DONT KNOW WAT TO SAY. SHE SAYS HEYY WHO YOUR HERE WITH? AND I SAID IM HERE WITH JOHN AND SHE GOES OOO THATS MY BESTIE IMMA GO LOOK FOR HIM AND SHE WHENT TO LOOK FOR HIM. I WAS SO UPSET BECAUSE I THOUGHT IT WAS GONNA BE ME AND HIM AND NOW ITS NOT. IM WALKEN OUT THE BATHROOM AND THEY ARE TALKING,. HE SEES ME AND WALKS 2 ME GRABS MY HAND AND SAYS I CAN TELL YOUR UPSET DONT WORRY IMMA STAY WITH YOU AND WE WALK AWAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834999753943477536-6797215303195423014?l=kvelez2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/feeds/6797215303195423014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6834999753943477536&amp;postID=6797215303195423014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/6797215303195423014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/6797215303195423014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/2009/12/nothing-2-say-2-eatch-other.html' title='NOTHING 2 SAY 2 EATCH OTHER'/><author><name>krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06526370917988828551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SiAHpeZyBnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Z552hmcxle8/S220/IMG00040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834999753943477536.post-4343938798168718579</id><published>2009-12-01T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T09:09:38.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the alie i found</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SxVNt-5BFAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/aWpjeFDTzX0/s1600/krystal-work"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SxVNt-5BFAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/aWpjeFDTzX0/s320/krystal-work" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410315979727115266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834999753943477536-4343938798168718579?l=kvelez2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/feeds/4343938798168718579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6834999753943477536&amp;postID=4343938798168718579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/4343938798168718579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/4343938798168718579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/2009/12/alie-i-found.html' title='the alie i found'/><author><name>krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06526370917988828551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SiAHpeZyBnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Z552hmcxle8/S220/IMG00040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SxVNt-5BFAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/aWpjeFDTzX0/s72-c/krystal-work' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834999753943477536.post-1930073100546786770</id><published>2009-11-09T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T11:50:42.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>** oh MY GOD **</title><content type='html'>ughh im so tired still but i know i have to get up for school.&lt;div&gt;i start walking to the bathroom i turn on the water an look in the mirror.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my heart is bumping so fast i don't know what to do why am i looking at selena's face but in the inside its me. i cant go to school like this! is this a dream? i start poking my face. i slap myself no its really me. im so sceared i think if i go back to sleep maybe ill wake up being me . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i walk 2 my room and go back to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834999753943477536-1930073100546786770?l=kvelez2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/feeds/1930073100546786770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6834999753943477536&amp;postID=1930073100546786770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/1930073100546786770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/1930073100546786770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-my-god.html' title='** oh MY GOD **'/><author><name>krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06526370917988828551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SiAHpeZyBnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Z552hmcxle8/S220/IMG00040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834999753943477536.post-510968360941546584</id><published>2009-11-04T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T10:11:47.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SvHD2sfxURI/AAAAAAAAABI/TLze-8bseSg/s1600-h/Rosary_Hands_Shadow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SvHD2sfxURI/AAAAAAAAABI/TLze-8bseSg/s320/Rosary_Hands_Shadow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400312772618703122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;         ( I REMEMBER )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember when i only wrote little riddles, only because i was so little. Now im older and i know whats going on so i talk to mom, about you and why my tears are so blue?&lt;br /&gt;I cry so much, feels like im going to die, my heart feels like its bursting into fire.&lt;br /&gt;When i was little i thought people last for ever, but now i know thats never.&lt;br /&gt;All the thoughts in my head, just wish i could go to bed, for my tears can stop rolling down my face but its never to late, your just always on my mind and i know its not fine.&lt;br /&gt;All this pain drives me crazy, i try so hard to run away from the pain but i learned no matter how fast you run the pain will always run faster .&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO I MISS YOU GRANDPA -- GONE BUT NEVER 4 GOTTEN  XOXOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834999753943477536-510968360941546584?l=kvelez2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/feeds/510968360941546584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6834999753943477536&amp;postID=510968360941546584' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/510968360941546584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/510968360941546584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-poem.html' title='My Poem'/><author><name>krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06526370917988828551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SiAHpeZyBnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Z552hmcxle8/S220/IMG00040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SvHD2sfxURI/AAAAAAAAABI/TLze-8bseSg/s72-c/Rosary_Hands_Shadow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834999753943477536.post-2331028712542262334</id><published>2009-10-20T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T07:55:08.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ELA HOME WORK !!</title><content type='html'>NASTY SUSHI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY TEACHER BROUGHT IN SUSHI FOR US TO TRY BUT ONLY IF WE WANTED TO.&lt;br /&gt;IN MY HEAD I WAS SCARED BUT I STILL WANTED TO TRY IT SO I DID.&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I WAS TASTEING IT AT FIRST I DIDENT WANT TO BITE IT OR SWALLOW THE SUSHI BECAUSE I WAS SCARED. WHEN I BITE IT, IT WAS NASTY TO ME. I DIDN’T WANT TO SPIT IT OUT BUT I COULDN’T HOLD IT IN ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;IT TASTED SO BAD I STARTED GAGGING AND ABOUT TO THROUGH UP SO I SPIT IT ALL OUT.&lt;br /&gt;I AM I REALY DERING PERSON, I ALWAYS TAST NASTY THINGS AND DO CRAZY THING AND MOST OF THE TIME I COMPLEAT IT BUT THIS TIME IT WAS REALY NAST. I WILL TRY A LOT OF THINGS BECAUSE THAT’S THE TYPE OF PURSON I AM.&lt;br /&gt;WELL THIS EXPIRENCE WAS FUN, FUNNY AND I AM GOING TO REMEMBER IT, IM GOING TO LAUGH AND TELL MY FAMILY. I WOULD WANT TO TRY IT AGAIN BUT ONLY IF IT WAS A DIFFERENT KIND.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834999753943477536-2331028712542262334?l=kvelez2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/feeds/2331028712542262334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6834999753943477536&amp;postID=2331028712542262334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/2331028712542262334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/2331028712542262334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/2009/10/ela-home-work.html' title='ELA HOME WORK !!'/><author><name>krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06526370917988828551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SiAHpeZyBnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Z552hmcxle8/S220/IMG00040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834999753943477536.post-5978360075565819578</id><published>2009-10-02T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T09:51:32.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>** MY POEM **</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SsYs2yf-sWI/AAAAAAAAABA/l8sSNHo9KNc/s1600-h/2742402292_c8b10c2355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SsYs2yf-sWI/AAAAAAAAABA/l8sSNHo9KNc/s320/2742402292_c8b10c2355.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388043323975840098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY HEART........HOLDING MY HEART IN PIECES, THERE IS SO MANY&lt;br /&gt;BEEN THROUGH SO MANY THINGS.  IT DON'T WANT TO BE IN MY CHEST ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T WANT TO FEEL ANY EMOTION--- LOVE, HATE, BEING HAPPY OR SAD, I'M JUST TIRED OF IT.&lt;br /&gt;WISHING ON THAT DAY TO ONLY FEEL ONLY GOOD WAYS.&lt;br /&gt;IF THAT WAS TO HAPPEN MY HEART WONT BE SCARED TO RETURN TO ITS PLACE .......&lt;br /&gt;MY HEART &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834999753943477536-5978360075565819578?l=kvelez2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/feeds/5978360075565819578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6834999753943477536&amp;postID=5978360075565819578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/5978360075565819578'/><link rel='self' 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human ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a) no i new that it wasn't human. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;b) I asked them what do they like about life and they never answered , i asked them what they doing and they never answered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;c) because a human can answer any questions but a robot just changes the subject.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834999753943477536-8465045818489918744?l=kvelez2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/feeds/8465045818489918744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6834999753943477536&amp;postID=8465045818489918744' 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href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/2009/02/blood-diamond.html' title='*** blood diamond ***'/><author><name>krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06526370917988828551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SiAHpeZyBnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Z552hmcxle8/S220/IMG00040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834999753943477536.post-7781810358238987186</id><published>2009-01-08T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T06:13:12.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interpreting Last Breath</title><content type='html'>Overall, I think this dream means that since my brother and I was so close and he moved its a sign that I'm loosing him.  Just like the people chasing me with guns, I have no control of him moving. Also when he was bleeding, I read in the dream dictionary that it means, life, love or disappointment. I think it's true because he is a big part of my life, i love him and I had a lot of disappointment when he moved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834999753943477536-7781810358238987186?l=kvelez2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/feeds/7781810358238987186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6834999753943477536&amp;postID=7781810358238987186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/7781810358238987186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/7781810358238987186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/2009/01/interpreting-last-breath.html' title='Interpreting Last Breath'/><author><name>krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06526370917988828551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SiAHpeZyBnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Z552hmcxle8/S220/IMG00040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834999753943477536.post-8854294908351905092</id><published>2009-01-05T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T05:52:18.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>** my dream **</title><content type='html'>In my dream it was me and my oldest brother walking.  We heard a lot of people screaming so we turned around. When we turned around we saw people running because two people had guns. When we saw that we started running too. We were running as fast as we could trying to get away from these people. All I heard was bang!!!  I look beside me and my brother fell to the floor and the people with the guns ran away. I got to my brother, sat on the floor and picked up my brother's head. He started coughing and coughing and all I saw was blood everywhere.  I was panicking and crying-- screaming at him saying, "stay with me! Don't leave me!!"&lt;br /&gt;I saw only blurriness because of all the tears coming to my eyes. I kept telling him "stay with me please!" He tried to say o.k. I'm crying and crying; still holding him and screaming "someone help please, someone help." But no one came. I looked at him and his eyes were closed. So I checked to see if he was breathing and he WASN'T.  I started screaming "NO DON'T LEAVE ME."   Then I realized that my brother just died in my hands. Then I woke up and I woke up i was really crying in real life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834999753943477536-8854294908351905092?l=kvelez2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/feeds/8854294908351905092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6834999753943477536&amp;postID=8854294908351905092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/8854294908351905092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/8854294908351905092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-dream.html' title='** my dream **'/><author><name>krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06526370917988828551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SiAHpeZyBnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Z552hmcxle8/S220/IMG00040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834999753943477536.post-69127248933088640</id><published>2008-12-15T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T07:04:54.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>* The Cinnamon Challenge *</title><content type='html'>That's what he called it.  My sister's boyfriend was in the army. When they used to hang out at bars they would dare eachother to do the cinnamon challenge.  Noone ever got through it.  Here's how you play: You need to take a spoon full of cinnamon and eat it and you can not drink anything until you are all done. When it's in your mouth it's so dry and nasty that every one that tries to spit it out.  If not, they run to get something to drink.&lt;br /&gt;So when my sister's boyfriend came back from the army he dared me to do it. He told me if you do the cinnamon challenge I will give you ten dollars because I never have seen anyone complete it! So then I said, "4 real? O.K !"  Next, I went to my refrigerator and I got the cinnamon, took a spoonful of cinnamon and ate it. When i was eating it, at first it was not as bad as i thought. But then I kept trying to swallow it--but it was really dry! I thought to myself, "I cannot do this."  But then I thought everytime someone dares me to do something nasty I do it.  So this time it can't be any different . As I closed my eyes trying to swallow it , I opened my mouth and everything was gone. I said, "can I get something to drink now?!?" My sister's boyfriend  said, "yeah."  I ran and got something to drink and my sister's boyfriend was so amazed.&lt;br /&gt;So now he noes i was the frist one that did the cinnamon challenge .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834999753943477536-69127248933088640?l=kvelez2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/feeds/69127248933088640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6834999753943477536&amp;postID=69127248933088640' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/69127248933088640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/69127248933088640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/2008/12/cinnamon-challenge.html' title='* The Cinnamon Challenge *'/><author><name>krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06526370917988828551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SiAHpeZyBnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Z552hmcxle8/S220/IMG00040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834999753943477536.post-6607780596609420769</id><published>2008-12-11T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T11:27:53.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANIMAL CRUELTY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SUK7BxJMb8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lOgh0Zk8sJM/s1600-h/dogattack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SUK7BxJMb8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lOgh0Zk8sJM/s320/dogattack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278987352277807042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animal cruelty is when digs owners put there dogs to fight or when they abuse there dogs and treat them very badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could prevent animal cruelty by calling the police or the ascpa if I see a dog owner abusing their dogs or their dog looks sick or if you see some dogs fighting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834999753943477536-6607780596609420769?l=kvelez2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/feeds/6607780596609420769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6834999753943477536&amp;postID=6607780596609420769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/6607780596609420769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/6607780596609420769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/2008/12/animal-cruelty.html' title='ANIMAL CRUELTY'/><author><name>krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06526370917988828551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SiAHpeZyBnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Z552hmcxle8/S220/IMG00040.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SUK7BxJMb8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/lOgh0Zk8sJM/s72-c/dogattack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834999753943477536.post-6430949625129895969</id><published>2008-12-08T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T06:39:49.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TWO TIMER PART 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src = "http://www.xtranormal.com/players/jwplayer.swf" width = "500"  height = "350" allowscriptaccess = "always" allowfullscreen = "true" flashvars = "height=350&amp;width=500&amp;file=http://video.xtranormal.com/highres/92730cee-c302-11dd-bcb9-001b210ae39a_9.flv&amp;image=http://video.xtranormal.com/highres/92730cee-c302-11dd-bcb9-001b210ae39a_9_0.jpg&amp;searchbar=false&amp;autostart=false"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834999753943477536-6430949625129895969?l=kvelez2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/feeds/6430949625129895969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6834999753943477536&amp;postID=6430949625129895969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/6430949625129895969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/6430949625129895969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/2008/12/two-timer-part-1.html' title='TWO TIMER PART 1'/><author><name>krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06526370917988828551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SiAHpeZyBnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Z552hmcxle8/S220/IMG00040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834999753943477536.post-7520763259927591656</id><published>2008-10-17T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T11:42:56.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>** IF I WAS IN CHILED CHARGE **</title><content type='html'>My day was so tiring , i have to do everything .&lt;br /&gt;All day i have to bend down and pick up crops .&lt;br /&gt;i have to bend down an pick up crops all day an that really hurts my back and my legs and my spine is always sore . &lt;br /&gt;In school i am not doing good because my mom always takes me out of school for i could work , so i never could get a good education .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so worried that i am not going 2 get my education and i will not get in to a good school. My parents make me work instead of going 2 school because they think i should start saving money. I think nothing could be done about this because i would never confront my parents about there decisions . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i was not scared and my parents tould me that i had a chose i would tell them that i rather go to school then work all day .  &lt;br /&gt;I think that is some one older was to see what i am going through and really cared i think that they would try to do something .&lt;br /&gt;I think that they should help me because i am going through a lot of pain working here and they should also help me because i need my education in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6834999753943477536-7520763259927591656?l=kvelez2188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/feeds/7520763259927591656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6834999753943477536&amp;postID=7520763259927591656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/7520763259927591656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6834999753943477536/posts/default/7520763259927591656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kvelez2188.blogspot.com/2008/10/if-i-was-in-chiled-charge.html' title='** IF I WAS IN CHILED CHARGE **'/><author><name>krystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06526370917988828551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gPzsM7M3JGo/SiAHpeZyBnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Z552hmcxle8/S220/IMG00040.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834999753943477536.post-1800968855488313532</id><published>2008-09-15T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T11:45:20.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{ my tal3nt$ }</title><content type='html'>I have many different talents. One of my talents is that I can burp realy loud and for a realy long time. One time in the middle of the night i was with my brother and we had a burping contest. I burped realy loud an i won the contest so he got mad and called me a man .&lt;br /&gt;     One of my other talents is that I can say my abc alphabet backwards ..&lt;br /&gt;One time i was in my house and my little brother and i was saying our abc alphabet backwards and we was seenin who can say it the fastest and he won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my other talents it that I could dance . A lot of people dont know that i can dance cuz I don't show any body . I could dance an i came out in puerto rican day parade fore 2 years street and this is going to be my 3rd year .&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;one of my other talents it that I could steep . My older sisters taught me how 2 steep  an me and my sisters performed in many different things .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my other talents is that I could hold my breath fore a long time . One time my family timed me to see how long I could hold my breath and i held my breath for almost 2 minutes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my other talents is that i could run track  really fast . I could run track realy fast because when ever i had dance practice they made us run around the track 3 times . the 1st time we had 2 fun . 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