<?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-5109600622503007694</id><updated>2011-08-01T18:17:10.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Island School Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-6323792268665157893</id><published>2010-06-15T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T08:54:23.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 4: War Simulations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. What are 3 advantages of having war simulations?&lt;br /&gt;U don't kill no body, U don't go no where, and last you never die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  What do you think this technology will look like in 10 years?&lt;br /&gt;gonna look the same&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/5109600622503007694-6323792268665157893?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/6323792268665157893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=6323792268665157893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/6323792268665157893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/6323792268665157893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2010/06/part-4-war-simulations.html' title='Part 4: War Simulations'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-7301529188232457214</id><published>2010-05-24T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T10:02:17.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bottled Water 3- Advertising</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/S_qxEOBFpcI/AAAAAAAAAEY/XvIkOqdJyAc/s1600/WATER-2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/S_qxEOBFpcI/AAAAAAAAAEY/XvIkOqdJyAc/s320/WATER-2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474882983062513090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/S_qw-V6OCjI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/eA1u_Mcmk40/s1600/WATER.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/S_qw-V6OCjI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/eA1u_Mcmk40/s320/WATER.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474882882101971506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-7301529188232457214?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/7301529188232457214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=7301529188232457214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/7301529188232457214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/7301529188232457214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2010/05/bottled-water-3-advertising.html' title='Bottled Water 3- Advertising'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/S_qxEOBFpcI/AAAAAAAAAEY/XvIkOqdJyAc/s72-c/WATER-2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-6882781698085889529</id><published>2010-04-13T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T10:07:35.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Profile Penalty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1.What information and images are OK to post? What’s not OK to post?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;It's OK to post ur name n bdaii n wut u like 2 do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2.Have you ever posted something online that embarrassed you or got you into trouble?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3.Is there any way to guarantee complete privacy when you post things online?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Idk any way but i think your things tht u post online could be ur privacy if u only put it tht way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4.How might things you post online affect your future?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe ur boss or coworkers may want to fing more things bout u n they can get ur profile 4 websites. 4 example in the future my boss would like 2 learn more things bout me so he can check if i  have facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-6882781698085889529?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/6882781698085889529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=6882781698085889529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/6882781698085889529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/6882781698085889529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2010/04/profile-penalty.html' title='Profile Penalty'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-1511041388047686730</id><published>2010-04-09T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T07:43:07.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence/Noise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a) Are you someone who normally listens to music while studying?  Why or why not?&lt;br /&gt;yes because i hate the quiet and i get bored so i listen 2 music while studyin or doin hw at casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) During the &lt;strong&gt;Techbrarian Distraction Test&lt;/strong&gt; was there any type of music that distracted you more than others?  If so, explain why.&lt;br /&gt;yea 1, part 4 because it's people talkin and 2 much noise and it distracted me alittle while readin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) How do you think you would have done on the test if there were &lt;strong&gt;math problems&lt;/strong&gt; instead of a story?&lt;br /&gt;I think i would had till solve the math problems and the music won't distracted me, its not different from the story i haded 2 read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u haded instant messaging window it would be different because people would had stoped reading and answer 2 the messages. And if u put other music people like 2 hear, they maybe would sing or enjoy the music. last thin 2 change would be havin music n instant messagin at the same time because it mite be harder 4 them 2 read the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://techbrarian.com/home/?p=1594" rel="bookmark" title="Permanent Link to Assignment 21 (7th &amp;amp; 8th Grade)- Tech Issues, Part 5: Silence/Noise"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-1511041388047686730?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/1511041388047686730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=1511041388047686730' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/1511041388047686730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/1511041388047686730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2010/04/silencenoise.html' title='Silence/Noise'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-4701942458853043796</id><published>2010-03-23T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T09:38:13.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ban Bottled Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) Is bottled water cleaner and tastier than tap? Explain.&lt;br /&gt;Tap water is tastier and cleaner then bottled water.&lt;br /&gt;2)  How is bottled water made?  Where does it go after you throw the bottle away?&lt;br /&gt;its made of oil and machine, the bottled water goes in some ones back yard and gets burned or its recycled.&lt;br /&gt;3.What can you do to help solve the bottled water problem?&lt;br /&gt;Save water by fullin a bottle wit water everyday. shower for a few mins. And drink water from clean sinks or cups.&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/5109600622503007694-4701942458853043796?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/4701942458853043796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=4701942458853043796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/4701942458853043796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/4701942458853043796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2010/03/ban-bottled-water.html' title='Ban Bottled Water'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-820043193790340000</id><published>2010-03-19T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T08:56:37.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remote Control War</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. How is fighting an enemy with predator drones &lt;em&gt;different&lt;/em&gt; from fighting hand-to-hand combat?  How is it &lt;em&gt;similar&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;For fighting with hand u use guns, bombs and kill more people. Using the predator drones is only a plane the shot people, throw bombs. It is similar because they both killing the enemy's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Is fair to fight with predator drones when your enemy doesn’t have that technology?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes because if they didn't have the predator drones, the enemy will still kill them with anything they have. No its not fair because the enemy can be poor and don't have the technology.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Would you be interested in flying predator drones for the military? Why or why not?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because anything can go wrong and i would do it 2 c how they do there jobs in the flying predator drones. AKA it would be KeWl&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/5109600622503007694-820043193790340000?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/820043193790340000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=820043193790340000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/820043193790340000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/820043193790340000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2010/03/remote-control-war.html' title='Remote Control War'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-2647490571347982360</id><published>2010-03-05T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T09:08:18.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PiErCiNgS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1.  What were the most interesting parts in this documentary?&lt;br /&gt;Tht different people got different likes n dislikes, and tht there's  different &lt;a href="http://techbrarian.com/home/?p=1541" rel="bookmark" title="Permanent Link to Extra Credit: Piercings"&gt;Piercings, tht loooks werid.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Name at least three reasons why people get pierces.&lt;br /&gt;1 reason is because they want 2 be cool, 2nd reason is there beings pressured 2 get 1, lats reason maybe because they want 1.&lt;br /&gt;3. Do different pierces say different things about people?  For example, does having your ears pierced say something different then having an eyebrow ring?&lt;br /&gt;it says that u r brave 2 get 1 anywhere on there body. I think getting pierces don't say nothing bout you in anyway. It meant say tht ur gay or want 2 look younger&gt;.&lt;..........&lt;br /&gt;4.  Is there such a thing as too many pierces?&lt;br /&gt;yea if tht persons care how much they have, n maybe not if the peron wants more&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/5109600622503007694-2647490571347982360?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/2647490571347982360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=2647490571347982360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/2647490571347982360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/2647490571347982360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2010/03/piercings.html' title='PiErCiNgS'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-7182628530593878602</id><published>2010-02-23T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T09:12:25.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tech Issues, Part 1: Gaming Addiction?</title><content type='html'>1. Do you think it’s possible to be addicted to gaming?  Why or why not?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because some people can stop playing and some are addicted 2 games, playing 24/7. Itz possible that we can be addicted 2 playing games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What happens in treatment centers for gaming addiction in South Korea?&lt;br /&gt;They help you live life without  computers and help u understand ur addiction for computer games for a reason  2 play it less everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What were some differences you noticed between American culture and  south Korean culture?&lt;br /&gt;They eat on the floor and we eat on dinner tables. They have cafes 2 play computer games. Their r the first 2 have addicted 2 gamin as a diseases.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-7182628530593878602?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/7182628530593878602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=7182628530593878602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/7182628530593878602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/7182628530593878602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2010/02/tech-issues-part-1-gaming-addiction.html' title='Tech Issues, Part 1: Gaming Addiction?'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-4134982401041880906</id><published>2010-01-14T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T11:30:07.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cyberbullying Leads to Suicide</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Death is the pain&lt;br /&gt;people can relate 2.&lt;br /&gt;Suicide hurts&lt;br /&gt;when you don't have a chose&lt;br /&gt;A chose 2 live or die&lt;br /&gt;or deal with the pain some1 is doing.&lt;br /&gt;Suicide is not a chose&lt;br /&gt;2 live for a long time is 1.&lt;br /&gt;Pray for the kids/adults that suicide&lt;br /&gt;the lose of some1 can bring&lt;br /&gt;death, anger, or believing that Ur not died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-4134982401041880906?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/4134982401041880906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=4134982401041880906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/4134982401041880906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/4134982401041880906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2010/01/cyberbullying-leads-to-suicide.html' title='Cyberbullying Leads to Suicide'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-386363165592086806</id><published>2010-01-12T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T09:16:14.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If Today was your Last Day</title><content type='html'>If today was my last day i would do spend it going to Hawaii because  i want to see how it looks like. And see my friends and my Boo. I will live the last day wit laugher and fun wit every1 i love and care for. And meet Justin Bieber.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-386363165592086806?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/386363165592086806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=386363165592086806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/386363165592086806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/386363165592086806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-today-was-your-last-day.html' title='If Today was your Last Day'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-314277789903221870</id><published>2010-01-07T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T11:25:17.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_RemoveFormat" title="Remove Formatting from selection" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 25);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="img/blank.gif" alt="Remove Formatting from selection" class="gl_clean" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;a)  Name one way water sources become contaminated in 3rd world countries?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      the toilet crap goes under ground into the river where people get water.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_RemoveFormat" title="Remove Formatting from selection" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 25);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="img/blank.gif" alt="Remove Formatting from selection" class="gl_clean" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;b) What are the dangers of water contamination?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting sick for 3 days and dieing, and diarrhea. Drinking dirty water and poor sanitation and hygiene.&lt;img src="img/blank.gif" alt="Remove Formatting from selection" class="gl_clean" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_RemoveFormat" title="Remove Formatting from selection" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 25);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;c) Describe (in your own words) an invention that can save people from drinking contaminated water?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://lifestraw.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The LifeStraw&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is a new invention that can save people. You put the lifestraw in any water and it cleans it for you, it can save the little children.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-314277789903221870?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/314277789903221870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=314277789903221870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/314277789903221870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/314277789903221870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2010/01/dirty-water.html' title='Dirty Water'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-4324514802357681567</id><published>2009-12-22T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T09:07:18.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAces With PeomS n 1 Not</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/SzD7Sw_QYxI/AAAAAAAAAEI/acdJXbQqYdI/s1600-h/gallery_michael_salisbury.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 87px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/SzD7Sw_QYxI/AAAAAAAAAEI/acdJXbQqYdI/s320/gallery_michael_salisbury.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418106651533140754" border="0" /&gt;Trying to light up my day&lt;/a&gt;of the yellow light that's&lt;br /&gt;always  with me and&lt;br /&gt;i'm shining like a star up the sky&lt;br /&gt;1000 miles that gets me shining&lt;br /&gt;still I die. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/SzD7NTl81KI/AAAAAAAAAEA/brIJRK-G-04/s1600-h/500x_tylerball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/SzD7NTl81KI/AAAAAAAAAEA/brIJRK-G-04/s320/500x_tylerball.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418106557743027362" border="0" /&gt;ON the street  smiling  everyday&lt;/a&gt;people steping on me&lt;br /&gt;about to cry a 1000 cans&lt;br /&gt;of chicken noodle soup&lt;br /&gt;of fun and laugher&lt;br /&gt;giving hugs and kisses. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/SzD7IR1ufqI/AAAAAAAAAD4/D2kEiSXAsCw/s1600-h/500x_joehale_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/SzD7IR1ufqI/AAAAAAAAAD4/D2kEiSXAsCw/s320/500x_joehale_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418106471372979874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-4324514802357681567?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/4324514802357681567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=4324514802357681567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/4324514802357681567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/4324514802357681567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2009/12/faces-with-peoms-n-1-not.html' title='FAces With PeomS n 1 Not'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/SzD7Sw_QYxI/AAAAAAAAAEI/acdJXbQqYdI/s72-c/gallery_michael_salisbury.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-9021325958901408995</id><published>2009-12-22T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T08:42:58.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PhotoShop Name Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/SzD28awJZGI/AAAAAAAAADw/zsUeHvKLXDY/s1600-h/jerrine.2"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/SzD28awJZGI/AAAAAAAAADw/zsUeHvKLXDY/s320/jerrine.2" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418101869560554594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-9021325958901408995?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/9021325958901408995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=9021325958901408995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/9021325958901408995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/9021325958901408995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2009/12/photoshop-name-me.html' title='PhotoShop Name Me'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/SzD28awJZGI/AAAAAAAAADw/zsUeHvKLXDY/s72-c/jerrine.2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-3729909486062608844</id><published>2009-12-15T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T08:52:15.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poems</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/Sye-tJaluBI/AAAAAAAAADo/YVbI27ac8UQ/s1600-h/52.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/Sye-tJaluBI/AAAAAAAAADo/YVbI27ac8UQ/s320/52.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415506759767144466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/Sye-mReYeoI/AAAAAAAAADg/JWQS7lMz3TE/s1600-h/friendship%2Bpoems,%2Bfriend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/Sye-mReYeoI/AAAAAAAAADg/JWQS7lMz3TE/s320/friendship%2Bpoems,%2Bfriend.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415506641671453314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/Sye-g1MalVI/AAAAAAAAADY/Y7Fk73cbHk4/s1600-h/myspace_quote_poems6.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/Sye-g1MalVI/AAAAAAAAADY/Y7Fk73cbHk4/s320/myspace_quote_poems6.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415506548180555090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/Sye-Y09eMkI/AAAAAAAAADQ/7SmQgdAHWW4/s1600-h/poems_comment_04.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/Sye-Y09eMkI/AAAAAAAAADQ/7SmQgdAHWW4/s320/poems_comment_04.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415506410678923842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-3729909486062608844?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/3729909486062608844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=3729909486062608844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/3729909486062608844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/3729909486062608844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2009/12/poems.html' title='Poems'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/Sye-tJaluBI/AAAAAAAAADo/YVbI27ac8UQ/s72-c/52.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-3319785287564984957</id><published>2009-12-15T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T08:50:03.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>“Love at First Sight”</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Love at First Sight”&lt;br /&gt;I do believe that their is love at first sight because it happened to my parents. It happens in movies or and books, falling in love means anything like doing something for that person or dieing for them if you where really in love with them. When my parents fell in love with each other, they spending every time they had together and and they end out together with me and my sister and half loved. People fall in love when they meet their soul mate or when they think they found their love of their lives,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-3319785287564984957?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/3319785287564984957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=3319785287564984957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/3319785287564984957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/3319785287564984957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-at-first-sight.html' title='“Love at First Sight”'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-7818170021564285705</id><published>2009-12-08T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T09:44:59.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIV/AIDS Game- What would you do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. What is this game about?&lt;br /&gt;the games is like a story, that you have to make a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;decision&lt;/span&gt; of having  to go with a small group of people and 1 has HIV, so make a decision to have sex and maybe get HIV from that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Explain some of the choices you made and what happened as a result?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The choices I made was not to go with the group  because anything can happen while we there. Plus the character didn't want them to think that she  was a loser and the small group is only going to take 1 girl. She would like to be with herself then wanting to do something she didn't want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Why is a game like this important?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the game is important to teach everyone about HIV and AIDS and to take care of their actions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-7818170021564285705?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/7818170021564285705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=7818170021564285705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/7818170021564285705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/7818170021564285705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2009/12/hivaids-game-what-would-you-do.html' title='HIV/AIDS Game- What would you do?'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-5286939194234707523</id><published>2009-12-03T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T11:21:51.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flower Bombing</title><content type='html'>Hmm I don't have a picture of my flower bomb but my class went to a lock down place that they going to build something and we threw it over the gates. The reason y we threw it there is because we want it to grow into tree's or lot's of flowers after the winter is over and spring comes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-5286939194234707523?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/5286939194234707523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=5286939194234707523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/5286939194234707523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/5286939194234707523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2009/12/flower-bombing.html' title='Flower Bombing'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-6367938163066387834</id><published>2009-12-01T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T09:12:34.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sketchup WATER LAND</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/SxVOWpsfMDI/AAAAAAAAADI/rxTbCf1P78w/s1600/water+land.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/SxVOWpsfMDI/AAAAAAAAADI/rxTbCf1P78w/s320/water+land.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410316678412054578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-6367938163066387834?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/6367938163066387834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=6367938163066387834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/6367938163066387834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/6367938163066387834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2009/12/sketchup-water-land.html' title='Sketchup WATER LAND'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/SxVOWpsfMDI/AAAAAAAAADI/rxTbCf1P78w/s72-c/water+land.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-3735102519019300944</id><published>2009-12-01T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T08:42:22.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easier To Destroy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;       &lt;div class="post-inner"&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-1343" title="wall scribble" src="http://techbrarian.com/home/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/wall-scribble-300x225.jpg" alt="wall scribble" height="225" width="300" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;It means that no one cares about the school, that they have fun writing on the school walls. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I see this every day but never seen the person doing that.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Some i seen on walls outside of school.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;This is important to fight against because it shows how much people care about our school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/5109600622503007694-3735102519019300944?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/3735102519019300944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=3735102519019300944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/3735102519019300944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/3735102519019300944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2009/12/easier-to-destroy.html' title='Easier To Destroy'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-889614550492226935</id><published>2009-11-12T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T11:27:02.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Scare's Me ????????? :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;1. snakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;2. death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;                        Only these things scares me. Snakes can just bite you or kill you, you don't            know what kinds of snakes are there. Death is really scary because you can die on any day, any time. Sometimes i even dream of death, is weird waking up having a  feeling something bad is going to happen.   Is not funny making koes on something that is going to happen to you someday, Some people are scared of anything, i bet when they where little they were scared of anything that says BOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/5109600622503007694-889614550492226935?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/889614550492226935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=889614550492226935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/889614550492226935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/889614550492226935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-scares-me.html' title='What Scare&apos;s Me ????????? :)'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-3956847686669213670</id><published>2009-11-06T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T11:35:28.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Had a mad day? Today I had one, feel like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;doin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nothin&lt;/span&gt;. Have u ever felt u were boring , feeling like u not full pf happiness or u never has fun in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; life. It's like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;starin&lt;/span&gt; at a cloud that is empty. Forgot my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ela&lt;/span&gt; notebook, Saturday is my cousin birthday his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;goin&lt;/span&gt; 2 have a party n i don't know. I feel like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; living in a hole that low beneath the ground. No one can get me out n no one can get in. I'm living in the hot or cold days &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;waitin&lt;/span&gt; for something to happen, is lonely and can talk 2 no one but yourself. But i like it because i don't have 2 care about thing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tht&lt;/span&gt; is happening outside of where i am. Is sad but it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; for me, people can cry but i wouldn't care that much, people can wonder when they going to let me out of there but they need to understand that it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;  for me and that i don't care. I just care if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; alive right &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; in front of everyone who lost hope in life, Some can not are because they don't have a heart, is like someone riped it out and trashed it some where no one can find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Nov 12, 2009 is today. We now have 3 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grades classes. I'm still in Columbia 801, none as 8A. Nothing to do, people talking, me sitting writing my thought s from the whole day or pasted 2 days, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt; we didn't have school. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;  was a half a day. My mom got mad when she found out i missing homework. I half percent like my class. now some1 took laptops from tech cafe, who ever took it please give it mad, why would you want to steal it if , you have permission to use it in your tech time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-3956847686669213670?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/3956847686669213670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=3956847686669213670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/3956847686669213670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/3956847686669213670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2009/11/had-mad-day-today-i-had-one-feel-like.html' title=''/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-4773712474265962404</id><published>2009-10-13T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T11:41:41.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Planet Earth Exposed!, Part 2: New York City Wildlife</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/StTItIWzKcI/AAAAAAAAADA/SBbmqqedADI/s1600-h/bird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 292px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/StTItIWzKcI/AAAAAAAAADA/SBbmqqedADI/s320/bird.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392155331532106178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how a ROCK DOVES life is like. It eats worms and insects. They live on buildings or trees to build there nest. There &lt;span style="font-family: 'Arial Bold';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.4825em;"&gt;Threatened by  Falcons, hawks, owls, opossums, raccoons all eat Rock Doves.  Many have been  killed by cars, rat poison, and eating litter, but there are still over 20 million Rock Doves in America. They live for 3 to 5 years and lived around us for over 100,000 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-4773712474265962404?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/4773712474265962404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=4773712474265962404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/4773712474265962404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/4773712474265962404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2009/10/planet-earth-exposed-part-2-new-york.html' title='Planet Earth Exposed!, Part 2: New York City Wildlife'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/StTItIWzKcI/AAAAAAAAADA/SBbmqqedADI/s72-c/bird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-5206042775619256486</id><published>2009-10-08T10:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T10:51:50.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings n Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Ever thought when you going to die? Sometimes the thought just comes, I get scared because you don't when you going to die. I had a dream that I got get by a car or a train, or someone shot me. You don't know when, where, or why is going to die. I keep my feelings to my self because no one is going to understand my thoughts, maybe they going to think I'm crazy. Have you ever dream you going to die and then wake up crying? I think that's a sign telling you something important. I never would had written this in my blog. I always felt out of place, thinking that I'm dumb and I"m going to have a bad future. I think that my dad doesn't love me, we always fighting, bossing me around , I can never get along with him. Every time he acts different when I near was because my parents are lieing about something. I feel like no one can stop me, no one's listening to me. Sometimes I want to talk to someone about my feelings,thoughts, how I feel at home, why I'm always sad or thinking of killing my self. It's hard living a lie at skewl then at casa. But I just want to sleep for a very long time never seeing people hurting or teasing me. I got more secrets but never can tell, it's killing me inside holding my feelings but oneday maybe I can tell. If you read this don't tell me, just don't tell. This is just a short joural about a boy who went though this and killed him self in the east river.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-5206042775619256486?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/5206042775619256486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=5206042775619256486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/5206042775619256486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/5206042775619256486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2009/10/feelings-n-thoughts.html' title='Feelings n Thoughts'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-3415977724732588012</id><published>2009-10-02T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T09:33:53.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/SsYqYLEFUtI/AAAAAAAAACg/_9TpLV6dcfU/s1600-h/3974917006_5029e0bd51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/SsYqYLEFUtI/AAAAAAAAACg/_9TpLV6dcfU/s320/3974917006_5029e0bd51.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388040598970520274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm riding my bike&lt;div&gt;down the street &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;riding over people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blood, vines everywhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;laughing crying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;having a ball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;singing my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;about a guy beating up a little boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then dies of riding a bike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just like I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-3415977724732588012?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/3415977724732588012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=3415977724732588012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/3415977724732588012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/3415977724732588012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-riding-my-bike-down-street-riding.html' title='Bike Ride'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/SsYqYLEFUtI/AAAAAAAAACg/_9TpLV6dcfU/s72-c/3974917006_5029e0bd51.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-3911957833448357487</id><published>2009-09-29T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T11:42:16.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Planet Earth Exposed!</title><content type='html'>Video number 1: It shows the great white shark, largest fish on the planet. Leave to go fishing, the eat seal's. They have to swim for there life is in danger. The ocean is different then NEW YORK CITY is because we can't walk or run in water, we don't hunt for fish and we don't have water all around us.&lt;br /&gt;Video number 2: It shows grass/ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rainforest's&lt;/span&gt; and it's different because we don't  have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rainforest's&lt;/span&gt; all over NYC. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rainforest's&lt;/span&gt; need water and have animals living on them. It maybe has all kinds of plants, some tree's fall down. Tree's go down to keep the rain forest healthy.&lt;br /&gt;Video number 3: it shows mother fox hunting for food. She attacked 4 baby birds and only got one, then the mother fox feed it to her kids. It's sad losing a babie chick when it just  borned.&lt;br /&gt;I would go two vist the rainforest's because you can see the animals that leave there, see how they hunt and know what there life is like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-3911957833448357487?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/3911957833448357487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=3911957833448357487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/3911957833448357487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/3911957833448357487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2009/09/video-number-1-it-shows-great-white.html' title='Planet Earth Exposed!'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-3963536666469987910</id><published>2009-09-25T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T09:51:14.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/SrzyjKVItpI/AAAAAAAAACY/lQCAY99jyQA/s1600-h/3062855588_d3a68be0bc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/SrzyjKVItpI/AAAAAAAAACY/lQCAY99jyQA/s320/3062855588_d3a68be0bc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385445940310619794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is a eye&lt;br /&gt;                      of yellow n blue&lt;br /&gt;getting ready 2 cry&lt;br /&gt;                      sadness in her heart&lt;br /&gt;heart broken of her mother&lt;br /&gt;                      found out she's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;adopted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful eyes like her father&lt;br /&gt;                      living her new life&lt;br /&gt;without the lies&lt;br /&gt;                      running away for not being seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-3963536666469987910?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/3963536666469987910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=3963536666469987910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/3963536666469987910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/3963536666469987910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-eye-of-yellow-n-blue-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/SrzyjKVItpI/AAAAAAAAACY/lQCAY99jyQA/s72-c/3062855588_d3a68be0bc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-8812397307832979371</id><published>2009-09-18T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T09:58:04.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY SUMMER</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://docs.google.com/present/embed?id=drdk84b_115d3cwjdt6" frameborder="0" width="410" height="342"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-8812397307832979371?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/8812397307832979371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=8812397307832979371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/8812397307832979371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/8812397307832979371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-summer.html' title='MY SUMMER'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-1283342560510602507</id><published>2009-06-18T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:39:01.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;There once was a cat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who lived in hat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who sat on a mat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who ate a rat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;named it Minnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;who ate the cat Finnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;then sat on a mat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now lives in the hat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-1283342560510602507?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/1283342560510602507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=1283342560510602507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/1283342560510602507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/1283342560510602507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2009/06/cat.html' title='cat'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-1861661632951417529</id><published>2009-06-18T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:28:29.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A.I</title><content type='html'>1. I think they should not avoid robot's feeling because they want to be like us having a great time, falling in love, having there best time in there life. Feelings are important to people and we will never change it. &lt;div&gt;2. robots need human rights because they never going to feel some one's kisses and get marry, have kids. Every person and robot needs a person there for them to make them happy when they sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-1861661632951417529?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/1861661632951417529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=1861661632951417529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/1861661632951417529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/1861661632951417529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2009/06/ai.html' title='A.I'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-2660169406913498347</id><published>2009-06-18T11:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:21:50.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brave New Voices</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brand New Voices is kids all around the world, sharing there poems that they wrote to win what they trying to get. In each poem tells something about that person, life, wanted to be free. Poems tell me that what you are, or where you came from tell your life,feeling,actions in a poem because it will help to take that weakness in you, that its hurting you and you goes want it to stop. I know that feeling, when you got no one to talk to or tell them what's wrong, what's keeping you to do better,change, be a better person or help your family. People from gangs go there to read what has happened to you, family, even your best friend who got shot or killed. This is a good way to show what you can do if you just try, showing  the little kids to do the right thing, not get into fights, gangs, steal, use drugs. This can change people and I hope the bested one wins the price. Brand New Voices thank you guys saving the kids and picking a right pass for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brand New Voices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-2660169406913498347?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/2660169406913498347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=2660169406913498347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/2660169406913498347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/2660169406913498347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2009/06/brave-new-voices.html' title='Brave New Voices'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-5796996996838780511</id><published>2009-05-20T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T10:01:27.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dangers Of Sexting</title><content type='html'>My boyfriend send me a text saying, "we are going out for 2 years now, you are the sun of my life, you make me be myself when you are around, you helped me pick good choices for me, we always have fun, but I dieing to see how you look like with out your clothes on, could you take a picture and send it to me?" Guess what I send him "no because I might go to jail, you might break up with me, and I will never do that in my life, theirs only one person that can see is my husband if I get married in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-5796996996838780511?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/5796996996838780511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=5796996996838780511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/5796996996838780511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/5796996996838780511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2009/05/dangers-of-sexting.html' title='Dangers Of Sexting'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-651139045845627213</id><published>2009-05-20T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T09:53:43.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneaker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/ShQ1jSawMPI/AAAAAAAAABU/iJNEutJzwc4/s1600-h/sneaker3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/ShQ1jSawMPI/AAAAAAAAABU/iJNEutJzwc4/s320/sneaker3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337950338696622322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I design my sneaker with yellow and black my favorite colors and a picture of a guy in a TV show because I love the show and it has actions, is in Spanish, full of motions and a lot of mad things happening. The TV show is called El Rostro De Analia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-651139045845627213?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/651139045845627213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=651139045845627213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/651139045845627213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/651139045845627213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2009/05/sneaker.html' title='Sneaker'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/ShQ1jSawMPI/AAAAAAAAABU/iJNEutJzwc4/s72-c/sneaker3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-5771201437153834961</id><published>2009-03-12T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T11:30:36.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TRASH TALK</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,19,0" width="450" height="340" id="bblviewer"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://bubbl.us/sys/view.swf?sid=251951&amp;pw=yaPbiELrk8AsIMTJOWTJ1WHZVTjdQSQ" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="false" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="_sid=251951&amp;_title=Trash%20Talk&amp;_z=75&amp;_pw=yaPbiELrk8AsIMTJOWTJ1WHZVTjdQSQ" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://bubbl.us/sys/view.swf?sid=251951&amp;pw=yaPbiELrk8AsIMTJOWTJ1WHZVTjdQSQ" FlashVars="_sid=251951&amp;_title=Trash%20Talk&amp;_z=75&amp;_pw=yaPbiELrk8AsIMTJOWTJ1WHZVTjdQSQ" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" height="340" allowscriptaccess="always" SeamlessTabbing="false" name="bblviewer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-5771201437153834961?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/5771201437153834961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=5771201437153834961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/5771201437153834961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/5771201437153834961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2009/03/trash-talk.html' title='TRASH TALK'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-5824227082977814559</id><published>2009-03-06T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T11:20:10.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Break-in: Boyfriend’s Story</title><content type='html'>I pick C because it's the right thing to do, if you break in her home then she would break up with you. If people pick the others that mean they want that to happen or you think it's funny. People should think that boys should ask there girlfriend about your thoughts. I will never tell my friends my password to any of the online websites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-5824227082977814559?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/5824227082977814559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=5824227082977814559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/5824227082977814559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/5824227082977814559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2009/03/break-in-boyfriends-story.html' title='The Break-in: Boyfriend’s Story'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-8160833807370128701</id><published>2009-02-26T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T11:21:53.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'></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/20090225/d30d9cca-0361-11de-a258-001b210ae39a_3.flv&amp;image=http://video.xtranormal.com/highres/20090225/d30d9cca-0361-11de-a258-001b210ae39a_3_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/5109600622503007694-8160833807370128701?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/8160833807370128701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=8160833807370128701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/8160833807370128701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/8160833807370128701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-1281795321591729798</id><published>2009-02-13T11:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T11:32:51.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://natalie.feedroom.com/fr_embed.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="flashcontent"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var so = new FlashObject ("http://natalie.feedroom.com/hsus/natoneclip/Player.swf", "Player", "400", "300", "8", "#000000");so.addVariable("skin", "natoneclip");so.addVariable("site", "hsus");so.addVariable("fr_story", "a3e219e3f5550e1a9df8235a42435dad37429bcd");so.addVariable("hostURL","document.location.href");so.addVariable("videoratio", "");so.addParam("menu", "false");so.addParam("quality","high");so.addParam("allowFullScreen","true");so.addParam("allowScriptAccess","always");so.write("flashcontent");&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-1281795321591729798?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/1281795321591729798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=1281795321591729798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/1281795321591729798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/1281795321591729798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2009/02/var-so-new-flashobject-httpnatalie.html' title=''/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-7610705211235152117</id><published>2009-02-13T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T11:31:29.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppy Mill</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://natalie.feedroom.com/fr_embed.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="flashcontent"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var so = new FlashObject ("http://natalie.feedroom.com/hsus/natoneclip/Player.swf", "Player", "400", "300", "8", "#000000");so.addVariable("skin", "natoneclip");so.addVariable("site", "hsus");so.addVariable("fr_story", "FRdamp320093");so.addVariable("hostURL","document.location.href");so.addVariable("videoratio", "");so.addParam("menu", "false");so.addParam("quality","high");so.addParam("allowFullScreen","true");so.addParam("allowScriptAccess","always");so.write("flashcontent");&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-7610705211235152117?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/7610705211235152117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=7610705211235152117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/7610705211235152117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/7610705211235152117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2009/02/puppy-mill.html' title='Puppy Mill'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-6281360665876066258</id><published>2009-01-28T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T10:01:50.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood Diamonds</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,19,0" width="450" height="340" id="bblviewer"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://bubbl.us/sys/view.swf?sid=231445&amp;pw=yaPbiELrk8AsIMTJydWRzQXIuSFVwaw" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="false" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="_sid=231445&amp;_title=Blood%20Diamonds&amp;_z=75&amp;_pw=yaPbiELrk8AsIMTJydWRzQXIuSFVwaw" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://bubbl.us/sys/view.swf?sid=231445&amp;pw=yaPbiELrk8AsIMTJydWRzQXIuSFVwaw" FlashVars="_sid=231445&amp;_title=Blood%20Diamonds&amp;_z=75&amp;_pw=yaPbiELrk8AsIMTJydWRzQXIuSFVwaw" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" height="340" allowscriptaccess="always" SeamlessTabbing="false" name="bblviewer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-6281360665876066258?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/6281360665876066258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=6281360665876066258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/6281360665876066258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/6281360665876066258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2009/01/blood-diamonds.html' title='Blood Diamonds'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-3701601993526203022</id><published>2009-01-07T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T09:44:08.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;One of my dreams was bad. I that dream I die, that dream change my life HOW by changing my feeling my body, I sometimes feel that I'm dieing or something bad is going to happen to me in the future. I was falling a sleep when I was dreaming I was in the train station and I was the only one there. I was scared then people can to get the train, when they came closer then haded guns,knifes,and different kinds of weapons. THEN I fell in the train tracks and I woke up crying, my heart was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beating&lt;/span&gt; so fast I thought that I was going to have a heart attack. NOW I change because of that dream. I have that dream some days each week. To  me that dream mean that I was in danger and something bad is going to happen to be in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-3701601993526203022?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/3701601993526203022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=3701601993526203022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/3701601993526203022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/3701601993526203022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-dreams.html' title='My Dreams'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-213222886204411386</id><published>2008-12-17T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T10:11:28.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Puppy Mills</title><content type='html'>Dear Petland,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               The pictures I'm seeing is heartbreaking. I can't believe this people are doing to these puppy's and cats. They have no heart in life. I want the store &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;PETLAND &lt;/span&gt;to stop supporting&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;PUPPY MILL, &lt;/span&gt;they got no right treating these animals like this. Who ever is reading will know all the things PUPPY MILLS do to the dogs,cats and more. We have to stop these people fast before more dogs,cats get killed because it's not there problem that no one wants them. The people your going to see right now want to stop puppy mills and save the dogs and the animals. They want change and they not going to stop until it is change. I support the people who are trying to stop puppy mills around the world.&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/SUk_1lTMjWI/AAAAAAAAABA/41ifX5Dlnn8/s320/puppyprotest05240801pop.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280822227846860130" /&gt;The next picture you going to see is a dog name Shyla she was in a puppy mill, now she's safe form puppy mill, she has a owner who cares for her and loves and wants her to feel safe in home.&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 185px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/SUlAlgTpicI/AAAAAAAAABI/UBhEWpDD0Qo/s320/s1721dpi80.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280823051140303298" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-213222886204411386?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/213222886204411386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=213222886204411386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/213222886204411386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/213222886204411386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2008/12/stop-puppy-mills.html' title='Stop Puppy Mills'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/SUk_1lTMjWI/AAAAAAAAABA/41ifX5Dlnn8/s72-c/puppyprotest05240801pop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-1633058843069092317</id><published>2008-12-03T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T10:20:56.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;embed src = "http://www.xtranormal.com/players/jwplayer.swf" width = "500" height = "350" allowscriptaccess = "always" allowfullscreen = "true" flashvars = "height=350&amp;amp;width=500&amp;amp;file=&amp;amp;image=&amp;amp;searchbar=false&amp;amp;autostart=false"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-1633058843069092317?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/1633058843069092317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=1633058843069092317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/1633058843069092317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/1633058843069092317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2008/12/big-surprise.html' title='The Big Surprise'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-3241858126949041036</id><published>2008-11-20T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T11:45:05.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Senses,Minus One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;                                    &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;If I could give one of my 5 senses away it will be non of them because if i choose my hearing i couldn't hear music or hear people when they talking to me and I couldn't hear the teachers with they giving a lesson. And if i gave up my touch, I can't touch anything like a laptop or a pencil and if i didn't have my smell, I can't smell the food when it's thanksgiving or when i eat my dinner. If i choose my taste i wouldn't taste my food or badly a gum the best candy I like and if I chose my sight, I will never leave of home and I don't know what will happen if I couldn't see but I give support to the people who are trying to get there sight back.  That person Should or is strong to live there life with out seeing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-3241858126949041036?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/3241858126949041036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=3241858126949041036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/3241858126949041036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/3241858126949041036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2008/11/five-sensesminus-one.html' title='Five Senses,Minus One'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-2796182932498149623</id><published>2008-11-05T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T10:11:01.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Child Labor Poster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/SRHhmeowiOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/_I7LxaudbxA/s1600-h/Child-labor2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/SRHhmeowiOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/_I7LxaudbxA/s320/Child-labor2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265237490548115682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-2796182932498149623?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/2796182932498149623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=2796182932498149623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/2796182932498149623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/2796182932498149623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2008/11/child-labor-poster.html' title='Child Labor Poster'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IVWJSdjzWo/SRHhmeowiOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/_I7LxaudbxA/s72-c/Child-labor2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-6005941532545586665</id><published>2008-10-15T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T09:46:19.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Child Fame Workers Part 2</title><content type='html'>                               The kids drop out of school  because they have to work to get money for the family, some kids that are teenager's drop out when they sixteen year old. They can not do school work and there work in the north at the same time. Like Joseanna she her work is to hard like, she was behind school work and they miss the learning. The METS program helps kids like Joseanna by giving them money for learning because they don't want to see kids drop out and work and get little money. They help them to learn and to make the right choice in life. They put certificate of high school equivalency on the wall of fame in the classes to let the teen's know they learning more and they made the right choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-6005941532545586665?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/6005941532545586665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=6005941532545586665' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/6005941532545586665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/6005941532545586665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2008/10/child-fame-workers-part-2.html' title='Child Fame Workers Part 2'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-4324737830112898614</id><published>2008-10-08T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T10:11:43.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Child Labor2</title><content type='html'>                  Hi my name Jerrine. My day is mad because I always go home tired.I have to work under the hot sun. My work is to grow fruits, rice, beans and more. I pick the beans one by one and I do the same to the others foods. I get 2 dollars a day, thats like getting nothing that can help me and my family. That makes me feel mad because I not doing this for me , I'm doing this for my family to get money. I hate the job I have. In school i do bad because I have to work and on the days I don't have work I go to school or help around the house. I worry if I'm going to do this for the rest of my life or get away for this dream. My parents let me work that job because they need the money. I think my parents should get a job and get money not only me. I will change my life like starting to go to school and work lest. People can help like sending money to us  and the poor people around us and sending school stuff. They should because we need the money more then them and if they have great heart they will send things,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-4324737830112898614?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/4324737830112898614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=4324737830112898614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/4324737830112898614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/4324737830112898614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2008/10/child-labor2.html' title='Child Labor2'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-6785041522496469938</id><published>2008-10-08T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T09:58:13.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Child Labor</title><content type='html'>                   My class did what the kids in child labor do. The work they can is mad and tried. There work is to pick a seed,bean at a time and put it in a cup or bowl. They have to work under the hot sun and have no breaks. They grow fruits, beans, rice and food. Some of them have to make popcorn on the streets and sell them, to help there family members. It feels mad and dangerous, for me, if I was working like them. For them is hard to do school homework and get money for there family. They maybe so more work and lest at school. They maybe worry about what is going to happen in the future, if they going to travel, have a family, have a job that is great then the one they have now. There parents let them work because they want money and not thinking of there child  that's giving up school and learning. They get 2 dollar's a day  for working in the farm. The parent's can get a job or if they sick they can try to do something that helps the family. I can change there life, by quiting there jobs and going to school. People could help by sending money, and school &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;supplies.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-6785041522496469938?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/6785041522496469938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=6785041522496469938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/6785041522496469938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/6785041522496469938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2008/10/child-labor.html' title='Child Labor'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-8177240790637064043</id><published>2008-10-02T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T10:40:52.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Family Member Photo</title><content type='html'>                  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will be in a picture with my 2 best family's named Joely and Joel. I will be standing next to them because they like brothers to me and we have lots of fun together. When we together we always talk to each other, about who we been and did we miss them. After we took the photo they said" that's a great picture, and we going to keep it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-8177240790637064043?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/8177240790637064043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=8177240790637064043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/8177240790637064043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/8177240790637064043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2008/10/best-family-member-photo.html' title='Best Family Member Photo'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-8895386957986344996</id><published>2008-09-25T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T11:28:12.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;          &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; I think is a great ideato get a tattoo because it look s cool on people. The 2nd reason is it looks like art on your  body. Who ever likes to get plain on them self, is more better to get lots of tattoos on yourself. The 4th reason to get a tattoo is that you can get a tattoo liking like roses, peoples faces, the devils, god, and more. The last reason that people should get tattoos is, you can get it for someone you love and have there name on your body.           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;             The other hand, I think that people should not get tattoos because its plain full. The 2nd reason is because its on your body for life, if you can pay to get if off your body. The 3rd  reason why you should not get a tattoo is because you may not like it when its done. The 4th reason why people should not get a tattoo is because you have to be 18 or older to get a tattoo. The last reason why people should not get a tattoo is because when people not at you they maybe going to think that thats not cool or they don't what you near there kids and maybe they going to think that you crazy. Thats why you have to make a chose if you want a tattoo or you don't want a tattoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-8895386957986344996?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/8895386957986344996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=8895386957986344996' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/8895386957986344996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/8895386957986344996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-think-is-great-ideato-get-tattoo.html' title=''/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-4744667854561542933</id><published>2008-09-24T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T10:03:57.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gold Miner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2259/1872000955_194b761b73.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2259/1872000955_194b761b73.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was a miner I will do anything to keep my family safe and alive. I will work hard to get the people happy and get payed to help my family. What I do everyday is work and work hard to get the money I need. I do is take the dirt off the water to get it clean , so the gold can be clean and beautiful and pretty. I want to change is that we get more money than 23 dollars. If I get lest I will cry, but be happy that I got something. The work is hard but we do it for the money and to get alive. I will be happy if I went to school and work lest. If I got the money to help them I will. I feel sad for them, but at the same time I feel happy because they helping there family and I will do the same thing. Family always goes first then anything in the world. Who ever saw the video about the kids working in gold miner, will be proud to see what they doing at this age and they put there family first then anything and maybe they do the same thing. I will tell the kids to get keep what they doing, but go to school to learn about the world and what kids are doing to keep there family alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-4744667854561542933?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/4744667854561542933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=4744667854561542933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/4744667854561542933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/4744667854561542933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2008/09/gold-miner.html' title='Gold Miner'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-1654159304886720170</id><published>2008-09-11T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T11:44:05.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Talents</title><content type='html'>My talent is dancing, I love dancing a lot. I'm learning how to draw different styles for art. I know how to speck baby a little in spanish.My  talent is math.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-1654159304886720170?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/1654159304886720170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=1654159304886720170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/1654159304886720170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/1654159304886720170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-talents.html' title='My Talents'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-8890387530488802654</id><published>2008-09-11T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T11:36:52.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY Summer Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src='http://docs.google.com/EmbedSlideshow?docid=drdk84b_1029dttgd9' frameborder='0' width='410' height='342'&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-8890387530488802654?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/8890387530488802654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=8890387530488802654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/8890387530488802654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/8890387530488802654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-summer-vacation_11.html' title='MY Summer Vacation'/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109600622503007694.post-4262102716247562665</id><published>2008-09-04T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T12:02:56.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://s290.photobucket.com/albums/ll246/jerrine_12/th_Tweety-2-1.png" alt="Tweety-2-1.png image by jerrine_12" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s290.photobucket.com/albums/ll246/jerrine_12/th_TWEETY-3.jpg" alt="TWEETY-3.jpg image by jerrine_12" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s290.photobucket.com/albums/ll246/jerrine_12/th_TWEETY-1.jpg" alt="TWEETY-1.jpg image by jerrine_12" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s290.photobucket.com/albums/ll246/jerrine_12/th_bird.jpg" alt="bird.jpg image by jerrine_12" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109600622503007694-4262102716247562665?l=jtineo188.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/feeds/4262102716247562665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5109600622503007694&amp;postID=4262102716247562665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/4262102716247562665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5109600622503007694/posts/default/4262102716247562665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jtineo188.blogspot.com/2008/09/tweety-2-1png-image-by-jerrine12.html' title=''/><author><name>jerrine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11018051689651822435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
