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			<title><![CDATA[You can have anything you want at Alice's  restaurant]]></title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 24 Nov 2011 19:12:19 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Happy Thanksgiving! 
Hope you don't get arrested for litering!]]></description>
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Hope you don't get arrested for litering!</blockquote>

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			<title>Athooooooooooooooos!</title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 20 Nov 2011 19:58:44 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>:bawl:  
I was playing my Leafgreen Nuzlocke when I battle that gambler who says he has never lost, he sent out a magnemite so I scoff at it and send out my trusty Geodude Athos (Named after one of the three musketeers) and get his health down in the red but Athos has only 20 HP left I know my...</description>
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I was playing my Leafgreen Nuzlocke when I battle that gambler who says he has never lost, he sent out a magnemite so I scoff at it and send out my trusty Geodude Athos (Named after one of the three musketeers) and get his health down in the red but Athos has only 20 HP left I know my pokemon is faster so I just go ahead with the move but it missed. And you know what it used? Sonic Boom. <br />
5 seconds later dead Athos. <br />
I was counting on him to defeat Lt. Surge due to killing the diglet I found, now what?<br />
RIP<br />
Athos<br />
Lv. 7-23</blockquote>

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			<title>Excited!</title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Nov 2011 03:36:50 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>My dad got me what I have wanted forever. 
A Box of Crayola Crayons. No, not just any box of Crayola Crayons, a 120 count box of crayons.  
I spent the entire afternoon orginizing the whole thing in raindow order because they just put the colors in randomly. 
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">My dad got me what I have wanted forever.<br />
A Box of Crayola Crayons. No, not just <i>any</i> box of Crayola Crayons, a 120 count box of crayons. <br />
I spent the entire afternoon orginizing the whole thing in raindow order because they just put the colors in randomly.<br />
Now you may be asking, Why are you so excited, you insane person, over crayons of all things? <br />
Well, I'm obssessed with art suplies. I'll admit it. I love buying new pencils and love sharpening them. For my birthday I got colorful pipe cleaners, and I used to collect markers and soon owned every single color under the sun. Then I moved on to crayons, My dad never bought me the 120 count, he said I had to settle with the 52. <br />
We are all a little OCD in my family and easily distracted by funy sounding colors, (I have a freaking crayon called antique bass, and wisteria, and piggy pink, and pacific blue, and inchworm....) except my dad. Who litsened to us yell out every single crayon color as we orginized. He said he wasted five bucks so we could see the funny names.<br />
Sunset Orange people!</blockquote>

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			<title><![CDATA[I don't get it!]]></title>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2011 02:06:26 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>I have never once been “in love.” Oh puppy love doesn’t count, I think several boys are cute but none mature. Anyway, last night I woke up in the middle of the night picked up my computer turned it on and started writing in the middle of the night I think around 2:00. I wrote a short fluffy thing...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">I have never once been “in love.” Oh puppy love doesn’t count, I think several boys are cute but none mature. Anyway, last night I woke up in the middle of the night picked up my computer turned it on and started writing in the middle of the night I think around 2:00. I wrote a short fluffy thing that I didn’t feel was to terribly well written I sent it to my sister and in the morning she replies saying it was beautiful and made her cry. How? It isn’t even that good I wrote blindly about love not knowing what it really is.<br />
This same thing happened when I was in 4th grade. I love poetry a lot and so I wanted to enter in a contest at our library the theme was “What is Love?” How was I supposed to know? Boys were icky back then; I came up with a few ideas but dismissed them. The night before the deadline I wake up around 12:00-ish and write a poem. Turn it in and find out I won first place. I showed it to a few people and they told me it changed the way they looked at love and their relationships. It makes absolutely no sense. <br />
What is love? I answered that question four years ago, to me it is just a force that makes you always want to be with someone forever. I guess I answered it again last night. I put the story here if you want to read it. The line at the bottom is a line from a song that seemed to fit.<br />
<br />
<u>You Only Wish</u><br />
<br />
“They say if you wish on a star, it comes true,” she said with a soft look in her hazel eyes, the dark night silhouetted the shine of her golden hair. She had bits of thistles and weeds stuck in her hair from rolling down the hill a few times like a child would on a warm spring day. To me she still looked beautiful in her short sleeveless sundress; she must have been freezing in the chilly evening air though. <br />
<br />
“So unoriginal of you, it’s typical for a girl to say that while gazing at the stars with their boyfriend,” I muttered.<br />
<br />
“What do you want me to say, they looks so prettay? The wishing thing is just so romantic I think it fits tonight, just play along, please?” she pleaded.<br />
<br />
“Fine,” I cleared my throat and acted like this information was a new revelation to me, “Really? Maybe we should try wishing on one,” I laid on my back and pointed to a smallish one, “I wish for you to be happy forever.”<br />
<br />
“Such a large wish for a small star, keeping me happy will take a combined effort from the both of you,” she laid down next to me making her dress damp from the wet grass.<br />
<br />
“Your turn,” I slipped my hand into hers and began weaving our fingers together.<br />
<br />
“I wish that we will never be lonely again, that we will always have each other,” She pointed to a large star next to mine, “That star will keep us together forever. And you said this wishing thing was silly.”<br />
<br />
I chuckled, “I guess it’s not,” I didn’t tell her the “star” she was wishing on was actually the planet Venus, “<i>But what could carry the best most perfect wish in the world better than an enormous planet?” </i>I thought. I turned my head to toward hers seeing the content look on her face. I vowed to keep her happy; to fulfill my wish and also I’d fulfill hers. <br />
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<i>Those young lover days were still far away but that star kept consoling I’d never be lonely again.</i>~Ludo</blockquote>

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			<title>Is it just me?</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 03 Nov 2011 02:01:46 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Can’t you just feel the darkness and despair just floating everywhere? I was finally able to go school today because I don’t have a fever anymore. But it seemed everyone was depressed and out of it, the teachers, who are usually upbeat, were ready to crack your neck if you made a pen click while...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Can’t you just feel the darkness and despair just floating everywhere? I was finally able to go school today because I don’t have a fever anymore. But it seemed everyone was depressed and out of it, the teachers, who are usually upbeat, were ready to crack your neck if you made a pen click while they were talking. Then I get on the forums after waves of make-up work and I get the same vibe. <br />
Is the world about to implode or something?<br />
Is the forum going to be thrown into mass chaos and burn in flame?<br />
Or maybe there is just a vocab test tomorrow which is bringing everyone down? <br />
Are there any spunky upbeat people out there even if it is 10:00 at night???? (Where I am)<br />
Mewstone</blockquote>

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			<title>Wants this Song (And other news)</title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 30 Oct 2011 02:13:26 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Me and You and Pikachu~By Parry Gripp 
Oh goshness I want this on my Mp3 so bad. 
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 
Anyways, I started a nuzlocke 
Here is my team so far: 
Squishy: the Wotortle 
Mongoose: The Beedrill 
Jockster (Guess where I got that one) the Pidgey 
Jasper the Rattata</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Me and You and Pikachu~By Parry Gripp<br />
Oh goshness I want this on my Mp3 so bad.<br />
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br />
Anyways, I started a nuzlocke<br />
Here is my team so far:<br />
Squishy: the Wotortle<br />
Mongoose: The Beedrill<br />
Jockster (Guess where I got that one) the Pidgey<br />
Jasper the Rattata<br />
<br />
Dead: Pepper the Rattata <br />
(Don't worry she won't die she is like two lvs. ahead of that one! Oh...., ~cries~)<br />
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Wish me luck!</blockquote>

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			<title>Best Science Fair Experiment EVER.</title>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 28 Oct 2011 03:02:54 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Basically I’m tricking little kids.  
First I buy one two litter of Pepsi and two, two litters of Coca-Cola. 
Then I pour the Pepsi down the drain chugging as much as I can 
Then wash out the empty bottle until you can’t taste Pepsi any more 
Then pour one two litter of Coke into now empty Pepsi...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Basically I’m tricking little kids. <br />
First I buy one two litter of Pepsi and two, two litters of Coca-Cola.<br />
Then I pour the Pepsi down the drain chugging as much as I can<br />
Then wash out the empty bottle until you can’t taste Pepsi any more<br />
Then pour one two litter of Coke into now empty Pepsi container<br />
Have the kids I’m testing try two cups filled with the “Pepsi” and Coke marked A and B<br />
Have them tell me which one is Coke while giggling on the inside<br />
Record data<br />
<br />
I let them have both of the cups when they were done afterword too.<br />
<br />
A few funny things happened…<br />
<br />
One girl made it clear that she absolutely hates coke so she tries both of them and scowls at one of them saying it’s coke she drops it in the trash and happily drinks the other, THEY ARE BOTH COKE! I was about to yell.<br />
<br />
My mom, who was in on it, told the girls to mix the two together after the experiment to create a suicide they did and said it tasted better. THEY ARE BOTH COKE! I had to leave the room because I was giggling furiously. <br />
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This shows the power of suggestion is dangerous and powerful and it is super fun to mess with little kids’ minds.</blockquote>

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			<title>I just had the strangest dream.</title>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 21 Oct 2011 02:17:34 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[So I have three papers due tomorrow and I didn't have any of them done so I've been working on them for hours. I must have dozed off on my computer because I woke up from a weird dream. It went like this- 
Dialga was waiting for yet another evil villain to show up and try to use his powers because...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">So I have three papers due tomorrow and I didn't have any of them done so I've been working on them for hours. I must have dozed off on my computer because I woke up from a weird dream. It went like this-<br />
Dialga was waiting for yet another evil villain to show up and try to use his powers because this is like a weekly thing for him. He puts on a big show not really doing anything, letting some wanabee ten-year old hero save the day to make sure time and space is balanced. Now he recives a letter from the girl he likes Palkia, who tells him all about how she gets out when she does her work and how much fun she's having. He sighs because his duty is here not in the outside world. Then to pass the time he starts singing:<br />
<br />
<br />
I wanna be where the people are<br />
I wanna see, wanna see them dancin'<br />
Playing around having - what do you call it?<br />
Oh - fun!<br />
<br />
Roaring though time, you don't get too far<br />
Freedom is required for jumping, dancing<br />
Strolling along down a - what's that word again?<br />
Street<br />
<br />
Up where they walk, up where they run<br />
Up where they stay all day in the sun<br />
Wanderin' free - wish I could be<br />
Part of that world<br />
<br />
What would I give if I could live out of these portals?<br />
What would I pay to spend a day warm on the sand?<br />
Bet'cha on land they understand<br />
That they don't reprimand their pokemon<br />
Proper pokemon sick of thwartin'<br />
Ready to stand<br />
<br />
And ready to know what the people know<br />
Ask 'em my questions and get some answers<br />
What's a trainer and why does it - what's the word?<br />
Love?<br />
<br />
When's it my turn?<br />
Wouldn't I love, love to explore that world up above?<br />
Out of this time<br />
Wish I could be<br />
Part of that world<br />
<br />
Think not Ariel singing but a gruff deep man's voice singing. <br />
Then I woke up going<br />
Why? Why can't I be part of thet wooooooooorld!</blockquote>

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			<title>The Wild Challenge was Accepted</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 20 Oct 2011 21:58:57 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Hallowheart 
 
Cheyenne 
Description :( because I can’t draw) Short blond hair with beads tied in it. Tall and skinny with bumps and bruises up and down her arms and legs, she has a light brown tan and chocolate eyes. She is very fit and strong but her muscles are not very noticeable.  
Gender:...</description>
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Cheyenne<br />
Description :( because I can’t draw) Short blond hair with beads tied in it. Tall and skinny with bumps and bruises up and down her arms and legs, she has a light brown tan and chocolate eyes. She is very fit and strong but her muscles are not very noticeable. <br />
Gender: Female<br />
Personality: She loved to go on hikes through the woods; she seems to never tire out often helping others continue. She is very thoughtful and never says no to helping people when they get tired. Very upbeat and ready for anything. Has fallen quite a few times, One time she fell and broke her leg but continued to hike later.<br />
Scene showing personality: <br />
“I can’t go anymore!” A girl groaned; she was exhausted.<br />
“Just a bit more Janice,” Cheyenne said. They were on a Girl Scout hike on some mountain that was a mile high. Janice couldn’t take it.<br />
“But I’m so tired I can hardly stand!” she wailed.<br />
“Here I’ll help you,” she supported Janice on the way to the top, Janice pushed really hard on her but it didn’t matter to her.<br />
What it really is:<br />
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Anywho,<br />
Should I do amusic challage or Anime one?</blockquote>

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			<title>Why do I feel so guilty?</title>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 19 Oct 2011 02:23:13 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>I don’t know. I feel like I caused something horrible to happen, and it is all my fault. I started hyperventilating and wanting to cry. Why? I don’t know. I can’t do anything remotely wrong without feeling dreadfully sorry. Then I get sad then mad then really happy. I feel like hitting something or...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">I don’t know. I feel like I caused something horrible to happen, and it is all my fault. I started hyperventilating and wanting to cry. Why? I don’t know. I can’t do anything remotely wrong without feeling dreadfully sorry. Then I get sad then mad then really happy. I feel like hitting something or tearing something apart and just keep doing it till I feel better. <br />
One time in third grade I bought ice cream when I wasn’t supposed to, I lied to the lunch lady who has orders from my mom not to let me get snacks, that she was letting me for getting good grades. When I take the first bite I drop the spoon through the ice-cream away and start bawling telling the lunch lady what I did then begging her to call my mom so I could beg for forgiveness.<br />
Hormones and Junk.</blockquote>

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			<title>Do You know the best way to do dishes?</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 18 Oct 2011 01:07:23 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Turn the volume on you computer all the way up and listen to all 14 pokemon theme songs, while belting out all the words. Then listen to your favorite video game music. You'll be done in no time. 
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Turn the volume on you computer all the way up and listen to all 14 pokemon theme songs, while belting out all the words. Then listen to your favorite video game music. You'll be done in no time.<br />
Mewstone</blockquote>

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			<title><![CDATA[Yeah, I'm trying out for a musical]]></title>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 12 Oct 2011 20:49:57 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Fiddler on the Roof. 
Yes. 
Fiddler on the Roof. 
Every year at my school the 8th grade puts on a musical, they can't just put on a play without singing can they? Thing is, I sing fine. But, I get super nevous start shaking and then voice sounds like 
"The death moo of a constipated cow"-Jerry...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Fiddler on the Roof.<br />
Yes.<br />
Fiddler on the Roof.<br />
Every year at my school the 8th grade puts on a musical, they can't just put on a play without singing can they? Thing is, I sing fine. But, I get super nevous start shaking and then voice sounds like<br />
&quot;The death moo of a constipated cow&quot;-Jerry Spinelli <br />
One time I sang the Lamb of God at Church by my self then promptly fainted. I messed up all the words and spent an hour in the nurse's office recovering.<br />
And we are doing Fiddler on the Roof at a Cristian School to learn about Jewish people. So the play has been turned into a learning expirence, whoo. <br />
 And now I'm fretting about what song to sing I am a Soprano but I can't get as high as the other ones but I can't sing low at all. <br />
GAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!</blockquote>

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			<title>The bridge and pokemon</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2011 20:56:17 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Whenever I ask my mom for something, it goes something like this: 
Me: Can I have a cell phone? 
Mom: No. 
Me: Why not? All my friends have one! 
Mom: If all your friends were jumping off a bridge would you do it to? 
Cell Phone=Jumping off a Bridge 
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I restarted my...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Whenever I ask my mom for something, it goes something like this:<br />
Me: Can I have a cell phone?<br />
Mom: No.<br />
Me: Why not? All my friends have one!<br />
Mom: If all your friends were jumping off a bridge would you do it to?<br />
Cell Phone=Jumping off a Bridge<br />
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I restarted my leafgreen game (again) because I got bored (again) and started a nuzlocke challenge.<br />
I have:<br />
Squishy the squirtle<br />
<font color="red">The dead Pepper the Ratata</font><br />
<br />
Mongoose the beedrill<br />
Jockster the pidgey<br />
Jasper the Ratata<br />
---------------------------<br />
 Every game, after I win, I train a new party just for the lulz, then when they are all like lv. 80 I train another party and so on and so on. Because I feel too guilty to restart the game and kill all my pokemon.<br />
I finished black and need ideas for pokemon' to train<br />
soooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.......<br />
Have any ideas?</blockquote>

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			<title><![CDATA[The Force isn't working]]></title>
			<link>http://bmgf.bulbagarden.net/blogs/48859/force-isnt-working-36271/</link>
			<pubDate>Mon, 03 Oct 2011 00:54:22 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>How do you change the title of a thread you started? Here I am trying to change the title by stareing at it and hoping I learn how to use the force. (Grunts with effort)</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">How do you change the title of a thread you started? Here I am trying to change the title by stareing at it and hoping I learn how to use the force. (Grunts with effort)</blockquote>

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			<dc:creator>mewstone</dc:creator>
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			<title><![CDATA[I didn't think it would come to this.]]></title>
			<link>http://bmgf.bulbagarden.net/blogs/48859/i-didnt-think-would-come-36095/</link>
			<pubDate>Thu, 29 Sep 2011 01:28:59 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[I'm following a bandwagon. 
No not the pony thing, that will never happen. 
Add a comment and I will review you. 
Watch as I get zero comments........ and zero veiws. 
Because i'm just  that lucky. 
Mewstone]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">I'm following a bandwagon.<br />
No not the pony thing, that will never happen.<br />
Add a comment and I will review you.<br />
Watch as I get zero comments........ and zero veiws.<br />
Because i'm <i>just </i> that lucky.<br />
Mewstone</blockquote>

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			<dc:creator>mewstone</dc:creator>
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