<?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-2941719193152877330</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:20:45.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey there, Sunshine!</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm fine with visitors, as long as they comment...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-6870348341054160039</id><published>2009-03-10T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T21:31:22.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Orchestra Concert Videos!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the videos of our most recent concert. Enjoy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overture to Lucio Silla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hNVs6_8RgRk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hNVs6_8RgRk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Variations on a Well-Known Sea Chantey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gDRye_ZBr2Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gDRye_ZBr2Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pirates of the Carribean Medley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uPtK8Z0mLKA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uPtK8Z0mLKA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-6870348341054160039?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/6870348341054160039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=6870348341054160039' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/6870348341054160039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/6870348341054160039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2009/03/orchestra-concert-videos.html' title='Orchestra Concert Videos!!!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-4309694611675827854</id><published>2009-02-16T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T16:05:13.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Auditions, Charity Concerts, and Hair Dye</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I'm back! Sorry about my little (2 month!) break there...its not like people read my blog anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    So alot of stuff has happened since Christmas. For example, I had my first audition for anything other than advanced school orchestra. It's this orchestra called JHFO (Junior High Festival Orchestra) and, to tell you the truth, the only reason I auditioned was because my private teacher was the judge. I know, I'm such a cheater. Anyway, I was stressing out about the audition like 3 weeks before and I was a nervous wreck. I swear, I practiced stupid Farandole, Festique (whatever that is), and Jupiter; Bringer of Jollity (I know what you're thinking, and jollity IS a word!!) for 10 hours the week before. Well, the morning of my audition rolls around and I stumbled out of bed, put on my "nice" cello playing outfit (old black slacks that are a size too small from Gap and a shirt with flowers on it), freaked out because I couldn't find my cello case, found my cello case, frantically looked for my sheet music, relized I was running late, packed up everything into the car, drank a glass of chocolate milk on the way for breakfast, and finally got to the Junior High that the auditions were taking place at. When I got out of the car there was this little girl getting a tiny cello out of a minivan and she looked at me like I was the coolest person ever. That's what I like about orchestra, people look up to me. Anyway, that motivated me and, as it turns out, I made it! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    So this month was the charity concert. The charity concert is something that the Service Club at my school has done every year for, now, 10 years. It is possibly the funnest service project of them all. For a whole week we all come to the auditorium after school and put on a hodgepodge of random student talent and (as I like to call it) anti-talent and put on this whole thing that Friday. It doesn't sound fun, but its pretty cool. All of it is to raise money to send kids in Nepal to school. &lt;br /&gt;    So anyway I was stage crew again and I started out not having a job. I was every job and no job...which is kind of fun. Talk about a snooze-fest! I just got to sit back and relax the first two days. Then on the third day I was just sitting out in the audience, untangling a big 30 foot extension chord, minding my own business when Shannon (dubbed the "stage nazi", like the soup nazi) yelled to the sound kid (again) "SAM! TURN ON THE MIC!". So then she thought for a second and yelled "LAUREN! WHERE ARE YOU?" because she was oblivious to the fact I was in the first row, still. "Yeah, Shannon?". "You are the new sound person! Go!". So I give the extension chord to a slacker who was standing against the wall and headed back to the sound booth where an even more slacker-ish seventh grader named Sam was manning the sound booth. &lt;br /&gt;    Here's the thing about the sound booth: it is really, really small. I mean, seriously. You can only (barely) fit 5 people in there. The sound table is smooshed  in the corner, facing backwards to conserve space (which is incredibly stupid, if you ask me) and the light table is facing the double glass doors. So for the next two days I had to whip slacker-Sam into shape. Which included translating his unorganized, chicken-scratch notes into readable english, reminding him every 10 seconds to "TURN ON THE EMCEE'S MIC!!", and organizing a massive pile of CD's. Talk about a job! But, it was totally fun. If I'm not stage crew leader next year, I'm automatically head sound person, which is pretty fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I also dyed my hair! I discussed it with my mom my hair dying before I went to the spa. Se suggested "go with something fun!", so I did...in the form of bright red streaks in my hair. That may sound very ugly and tacky, but the girl who did my hair did an awesome job. I look so cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesome weekend!&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-4309694611675827854?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/4309694611675827854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=4309694611675827854' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4309694611675827854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4309694611675827854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2009/02/auditions-charity-concerts-and-hair-dye.html' title='Auditions, Charity Concerts, and Hair Dye'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-3889526201705787998</id><published>2008-12-25T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T05:00:00.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a fruitcake!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Fruitcake!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcrappychristmasgiftareyouquiz/fruitcake.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You taste like nothing else in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And get ready, you're about to get tossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcrappychristmasgiftareyouquiz/"&gt;What Crappy Christmas Gift Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-3889526201705787998?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/3889526201705787998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=3889526201705787998' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/3889526201705787998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/3889526201705787998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-fruitcake.html' title='I&apos;m a fruitcake!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-2912096319157694509</id><published>2008-12-13T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:25:29.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Orchestra Concert</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might know that I play cello in Fremont's Symphony Orchestra, and if you know that, you might also know I had a concert on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's too bad you weren't there, because I have heard many, many times that it was the best concert Fremont Symphony has had in YEARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here you go.....videos of our songs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March Of the Nutcracker:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mfZoAFv9PJA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mfZoAFv9PJA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polar Express Medley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zVK1JLOksCM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zVK1JLOksCM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overture to the Messiah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pzZw6WhjHZo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pzZw6WhjHZo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(If you're looking for me, I'm the second chair cellist.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I want to know what you think.....was it as good as people say it was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-2912096319157694509?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/2912096319157694509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=2912096319157694509' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/2912096319157694509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/2912096319157694509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-orchestra-concert.html' title='My Orchestra Concert'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-4602843676323602798</id><published>2008-11-27T08:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T08:51:26.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/funny%20thanksgiving" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Thanksgiving Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i140.photobucket.com/albums/r38/Garfield512/Miscellaneous/funny_turkeys2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/funny%20thanksgiving" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="funny thanksgiving Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i114.photobucket.com/albums/n244/BrownEyedGal85/random/tanline_turkey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/funny%20thanksgiving" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Turkey cartoon Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a205/Babsc1960/Layout%20Designs/funny-thanksgiving-turkey-cartoon2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/thanksgiving" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Thanksgiving Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i422.photobucket.com/albums/pp305/whymom3/peanuts_thanksgiving_1.gif" 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/2941719193152877330-4602843676323602798?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/4602843676323602798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=4602843676323602798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4602843676323602798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4602843676323602798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i140.photobucket.com/albums/r38/Garfield512/Miscellaneous/th_funny_turkeys2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-7831502871947725091</id><published>2008-11-22T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T13:30:53.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Twilight Movie, Laundromats, and Nerds</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After numerous nagging phone calls from my friends (BONITA)...I gave in and bought 6 Twilight-at-Midnight tickets. Our original guest lineup was :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;Mom&lt;br /&gt;Dad&lt;br /&gt;Bonita&lt;br /&gt;Kevin (Jessica)&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it morphed into:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;Dad&lt;br /&gt;Mom&lt;br /&gt;Bonita&lt;br /&gt;Jessica&lt;br /&gt;Krisitana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;Mom&lt;br /&gt;Bonita&lt;br /&gt;Alexa&lt;br /&gt;Staci&lt;br /&gt;Plus, 2 of my mom's friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our little group was getting pretty exclusive... anyway, before this I had to play cello with a little performing group for my school's Fine Art's Night. It was really hard to hear the rest of the group, and we had only practiced once, so we were predictably average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I raced home, changed out of my "Fremont Symphony Orchestra" shirt and put on my "Team Edward" shirt, and then Bonita and Alexa got to my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here are our anxiously-waiting-in-line-four-hours-before-the-actual-movie-starts pictures (courtesy of my phone):&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271589284500736770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SShyhjBsCwI/AAAAAAAAARk/XUow1d4O50Y/s400/mail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                               (Alexa, Me, and Bonita)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SShylP5G_dI/AAAAAAAAARs/ekun-zf7Y4I/s1600-h/bonitamakesafriend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271589348083957202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SShylP5G_dI/AAAAAAAAARs/ekun-zf7Y4I/s400/bonitamakesafriend.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                               (Bonita next to the geeky guy with Twilight and a portable book lamp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I loved the movie. I thought it was well made, that the actors were wonderfully cast, and that Bella's Lullaby was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was EXHAUSTED when I got home, so the next morning I slept through the 6th grade orchestra class I volunteer with on Fridays and I was almost late to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And (as some of you witnessed) I fell asleep in social studies (5th hour). I don't even remember falling asleep, but I do remember waking up. My teacher pulled my jacket hood over my head and went "Was someone up late watching vampire movies till midnight last night?". "Yes!" is what I responded and everyone was like "You went to TWILIGHT???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after school I went to the drama performance. Partly because I wanted to see Bonita act, and partly because I knew my advanced drama friends would bug me about it if I didn't go (MIRANDA).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Bonita was a red-bull-chugging-super-sporty girl named Philipa. She awesome and their play was pretty funny...for a student-written play :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there was a 10 minute intermission, Bonita left, I played musical chairs and got a front seat. In the advanced play, Miranda was glasses-wearing-giggle-snorting-fanny-pack-hauling geek named Claudia, Patrick was a georaphy teacher-slash-former (and current) nerd named Doctor Bushwell, Brian was a stupid, weight-lifting jock called Dumbell, and Emily was a strict, evil looking, gray-haired accreditation committee member. I gotta admit, it was hilarious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When someone forgot their lines and a girl pulled a burrito out of her pocket and Brian said "IS THAT A BURRITO???" to fill the gap (it seriously was an actual burrito).&lt;br /&gt;-When the cast accidentally knocked all of the pillar thingys and spewed wood chips all over the stage and someone let out a blood-curdling scream  to make it seem less obvious that it was an accident.&lt;br /&gt;-When they doused one of the cast members in water (with her sweats, hair, and tshirt in the line of fire) backstage to portray a bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all I got was one picture :( but that's ok:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             (see those pillar things in the back? that's what I was talking about...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271589458936279618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SShyrs2XMkI/AAAAAAAAAR0/LfhcikCepD4/s400/play.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Miranda and Emily were on the right of this picture, Patrick is near the middle, and Ruthann was on the far left.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, it was a great week end.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Lauren&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-7831502871947725091?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/7831502871947725091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=7831502871947725091' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/7831502871947725091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/7831502871947725091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight-movie-laundromats-and-nerds.html' title='The Twilight Movie, Laundromats, and Nerds'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SShyhjBsCwI/AAAAAAAAARk/XUow1d4O50Y/s72-c/mail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-4512446063859865917</id><published>2008-11-16T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T08:52:26.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relay For Life Donations!!!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this might take some explaining....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, last year I took ELP Social Studies (Advanced) and it was a requirment to get 3 service projects finished to pass the class. IF you didn't do your service projects....you pretty much failed no matter what your grade was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway I did all of my service projects by March, but Miranda was doing Relay for Life with the service club team, and since me and Bonita were slackers and didn't go to the Relay meetings and didn't sign up, we told Miranda we would go with her next year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, here I am, all signed up for Relay with a big fat ZERO DOLLARS in my "donations made" area on my relay page. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY need your help! I would love it if you made donations. My goal is 200 dollars total, so if you could donate like 10 dollars at this address: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;https://secure3.convio.net/tacs/site/Donation2?idb=354359427&amp;df_id=1006245&amp;FR_ID=14862&amp;PROXY_ID=8438891&amp;PROXY_TYPE=20&amp;1006245.donation=form1 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be able to earn it alot faster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, plus it goes to cancer research....why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Also, if you can't think of what to get me for Christmas.....go donate whatever you would spend on my present.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, help me out and donate!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. If that link does't work or you want more information, comment and leave your email and I'll email you more info, or a link that works. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS. If you know I will see you soon, I will have a Relay Jar for cash donations :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-4512446063859865917?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/4512446063859865917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=4512446063859865917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4512446063859865917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4512446063859865917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/11/relay-for-life-donations.html' title='Relay For Life Donations!!!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-8511552560693808277</id><published>2008-10-21T20:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T20:08:43.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LeeLou Blogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.leeloublogs.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Leelou Blogs" src="http://i231.photobucket.com/albums/ee180/juliewuliee/launchbutton-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-8511552560693808277?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/8511552560693808277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=8511552560693808277' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/8511552560693808277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/8511552560693808277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/10/leelou-blogs.html' title='LeeLou Blogs'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-1794500198305725789</id><published>2008-10-07T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T21:04:30.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Twin</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of me and my aunt Staci:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254627774597571218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SOwwHuvKIpI/AAAAAAAAAQk/py5SoJg2WiQ/s400/staciandlauren.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Don't we look like twins? It's kind of scary. Oh, and thanks Staci for writing all of those nice things about me! You're awesome, too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, I have finally decided what I'm being for Halloween. Here's who's going:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ME: Wicked Witch of the West (Ha!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BONITA:Dorothy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MIRANDA:Glinda the Good Witch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JESSICA: Bella Swan (Way to conform with the theme! Haha)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't wait!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Lauren :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-1794500198305725789?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/1794500198305725789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=1794500198305725789' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/1794500198305725789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/1794500198305725789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-twin.html' title='My Twin'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SOwwHuvKIpI/AAAAAAAAAQk/py5SoJg2WiQ/s72-c/staciandlauren.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-4956660418496588935</id><published>2008-09-27T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T16:05:44.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Drew it On Paint</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SN68EfRPVQI/AAAAAAAAAQc/yrovgLQp9ok/s1600-h/drawing.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250841000859882754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SN68EfRPVQI/AAAAAAAAAQc/yrovgLQp9ok/s400/drawing.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I drew it on a "Paint"-like program WITH A MOUSE. Yay me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Lauren&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-4956660418496588935?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/4956660418496588935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=4956660418496588935' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4956660418496588935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4956660418496588935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-drew-it-on-paint.html' title='I Drew it On Paint'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SN68EfRPVQI/AAAAAAAAAQc/yrovgLQp9ok/s72-c/drawing.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-2068384723828812767</id><published>2008-09-27T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T11:43:18.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bible In a Minute</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ar_k8JjVWQA&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Here are the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EARTH MADE,&lt;br /&gt;ADAM EVE&lt;br /&gt;CAIN KILLS ABEL,&lt;br /&gt;HAS TO LEAVE&lt;br /&gt;BORING GENEALOGY&lt;br /&gt;GREAT FLOOD,&lt;br /&gt;OLIVE LEAF&lt;br /&gt;TOWER BABEL,&lt;br /&gt;ABRAHAM&lt;br /&gt;SODOM AND GOMORRAH AND&lt;br /&gt;ISAAC, JACOB, JOSEPH, MOSES&lt;br /&gt;TEN COMMANDS,&lt;br /&gt;PROMISED LAND&lt;br /&gt;JUDGES, DAVID, SOLOMON&lt;br /&gt;SENT AWAY TO BABYLON&lt;br /&gt;JOB,&lt;br /&gt;THEN A BUNCH OF PSALMS&lt;br /&gt;PROVERBS&lt;br /&gt;AND THE SONG OF SONGS&lt;br /&gt;MAJOR PROPHETS,&lt;br /&gt;LION DEN&lt;br /&gt;MINOR PROPHETS,&lt;br /&gt;BETHLEHEM&lt;br /&gt;GOLD AND MYRRH AND FRANKINCENSE&lt;br /&gt;SATAN AND SAMARITAN&lt;br /&gt;CHOOSE DISCIPLES,&lt;br /&gt;OTHER CHEEK&lt;br /&gt;WALK ON WATER,&lt;br /&gt;THOUSANDS EAT&lt;br /&gt;LAZARUS, FIG TREE&lt;br /&gt;LAST SUPPER, GETHSEMANE&lt;br /&gt;BLOOD MONEY, THIRD DENIAL&lt;br /&gt;PONTIUS PILATE, PUBLIC TRIAL&lt;br /&gt;FORTY LASHES, TO THE TREE&lt;br /&gt;WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME?&lt;br /&gt;THIRD DAY, EMPTY TOMB&lt;br /&gt;REAPPEARS, FIVE WOUNDS&lt;br /&gt;ACTS OF THE APOSTLES&lt;br /&gt;NEXT EPISTLES AND APOCALYPSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-2068384723828812767?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/2068384723828812767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=2068384723828812767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/2068384723828812767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/2068384723828812767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/09/bible-in-minute.html' title='Bible In a Minute'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-4453498178061328353</id><published>2008-09-14T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T00:20:00.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Land of The Mormons" and Googling Google</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many reasults can one one word possibly get on &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/"&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word/Name Searched: &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;amp;q=edward+cullen&amp;amp;revid=1645158064&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=revisions_inline&amp;amp;resnum=0&amp;amp;ct=top-revision&amp;amp;cd=2"&gt;Edward Cullen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results:2,080,000 (Holy Guacamole!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word/Name Searched: &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;amp;q=the"&gt;The&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results:15,170,000,000 (Wow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word/Name Searched: &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;amp;q=music"&gt;Music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasults:2,770,000,000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word/Name Searched: &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;amp;q=blogging"&gt;Blogging&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results:106,000,000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word/Name Searched: &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;amp;q=Lauren"&gt;Lauren&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results:112,000,000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word/Name Searched: &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;amp;q=google"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Google&lt;/em&gt; (haha, how ironic!)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results:2,730,000,000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a story. So, I was on the bus on Wendsday after-school and I noticed that this kid named Patrick (I don't know why the two well known red-heads in eighth grade have embarrassing names (Like Patrick). The other redhead kid in our grade is named Forrest. And, to make things even more ironic, he's a runner!) So this other girl named Katie asked what was wrong. "I have to go to &lt;em&gt;Utah&lt;/em&gt;." he said, looking all ticked off. So then I asked "What's wrong with Utah?" And he replied, "There are mormons &lt;em&gt;EVERYWHERE&lt;/em&gt;!" Hey, in my mind thats a pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-4453498178061328353?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/4453498178061328353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=4453498178061328353' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4453498178061328353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4453498178061328353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/09/land-of-mormons-and-googling-google.html' title='&quot;Land of The Mormons&quot; and Googling Google'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-393015083943933043</id><published>2008-09-13T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T12:09:29.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Hangin' With My "Peeps" (Haha, get it?)</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I have another awesome book to tell you about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peeps&lt;/em&gt; by Scott Westerfeld:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, normally I would just put the cover picture up and then tell you about it...but there are 3 different editions....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The one I read looked like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SMwKYpaQ1UI/AAAAAAAAAPY/vwVdD1TqI-M/s1600-h/peepscover1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245579084528932162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SMwKYpaQ1UI/AAAAAAAAAPY/vwVdD1TqI-M/s400/peepscover1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But there are also these versions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SMwKY87VSxI/AAAAAAAAAPg/KM_VmR3piIA/s1600-h/peepscover2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245579089767910162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SMwKY87VSxI/AAAAAAAAAPg/KM_VmR3piIA/s400/peepscover2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SMwKY4TKEII/AAAAAAAAAPo/sQeSuXylzIg/s1600-h/peepscover3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245579088525660290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SMwKY4TKEII/AAAAAAAAAPo/sQeSuXylzIg/s400/peepscover3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I personally like the 3rd one because it isn't a crappy Photoshop image.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, this book is awesome. Here's it's &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Peeps-Scott-Westerfeld/dp/1595140832/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1221331899&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Amazon Page&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In other news, I found a new song I like. Listen to it &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/The+Fratellis/_/Flathead"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Recognize it? That's right it's Flathead by The Fratellis! And it's an iPod commercial song!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh yeah, here's some stuff that happened to me this week:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I got my Mount Rushmore essay back in Social Studies and got a perfect score (yay, me!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I learned the 14 puncuation marks in the English language (period, comma, semicolon, colon, parentheses, brackets, quotation marks, slashes, hyphens, apostrophe, elipses, dashes, question marks, and exclamation marks).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I got a tooth pulled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I survived the last week of swimming (woot!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My roots are starting to grow in (uh oh).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And my english class was lectured for about 20 minutes about how our personal narratives SHOULD have been written (apparently ours were sleep-inducing).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Have a great weekend!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-Lauren&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-393015083943933043?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/393015083943933043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=393015083943933043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/393015083943933043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/393015083943933043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-hangin-with-my-peeps-haha-get-it.html' title='Just Hangin&apos; With My &quot;Peeps&quot; (Haha, get it?)'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SMwKYpaQ1UI/AAAAAAAAAPY/vwVdD1TqI-M/s72-c/peepscover1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-7235320270823428839</id><published>2008-09-05T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T22:51:51.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking Dawn and Other Young Adult Fiction</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some books I have read recently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BREAKING DAWN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually liked it. Some of the complaints from my friends and fellow teenagers are "It was weird!" or "Bella changed!". Of course she changed! And, since this is a spoiler-free post, I will not go into detail as to how she changed.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I liked it, and it's kind of bumming me out that so many people hated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: Twilight-4.5 stars, New Moon-4 Stars, Eclipse- 4.5 stars, Breaking Dawn-4 stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, on a side note, I have made a VERY interesting discovery lately. It all started on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;I was doing normal boring day things, like texting, chewing gum, BLAH BLAH BLAH when a ninth grade girl that sits near me named Katie started a conversation about Twilight. I joined in, and pretty soon we were totally engrossed in our little discussion. Both of us are pro-Edward, and we started talking about that. All of the sudden, I noticed that this kid named Alex (the kid with the saxophone) who sits at the seat across from me was listening in to our conversation.&lt;br /&gt;"I like Edward, too!" he said. Pretty soon he was mushed into the conversation and he gained instant approval from all Twilighters that happened to hear us. These "Twilight Guys" are everywhere! They keep multiplying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CLIQUE SERIES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing like reading about snobby rich girls in the "Pretty Committee" and their "problems". I'm serious. It is an awesome series by Lisi Harrison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 4.5 stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-7235320270823428839?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/7235320270823428839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=7235320270823428839' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/7235320270823428839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/7235320270823428839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/09/breaking-dawn-and-other-young-adult.html' title='Breaking Dawn and Other Young Adult Fiction'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-722972609171084266</id><published>2008-09-04T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T17:24:29.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny TShirts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SMB8HyyZT0I/AAAAAAAAANs/Tk3st5KeSkA/s1600-h/platypus.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242326439593332546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SMB8HyyZT0I/AAAAAAAAANs/Tk3st5KeSkA/s400/platypus.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SMB8IF1JILI/AAAAAAAAAN0/LE53AbCo5FQ/s1600-h/ninjas.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242326444705128626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SMB8IF1JILI/AAAAAAAAAN0/LE53AbCo5FQ/s400/ninjas.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SMB8Ids7pgI/AAAAAAAAAN8/_aprLkvw8Ws/s1600-h/rocku.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242326451113141762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SMB8Ids7pgI/AAAAAAAAAN8/_aprLkvw8Ws/s400/rocku.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SMB8IjquacI/AAAAAAAAAOE/S_WeZKqL6oQ/s1600-h/unicorn.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242326452714498498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SMB8IjquacI/AAAAAAAAAOE/S_WeZKqL6oQ/s400/unicorn.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/2941719193152877330-722972609171084266?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/722972609171084266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=722972609171084266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/722972609171084266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/722972609171084266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/09/funny-tshirts.html' title='Funny TShirts'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SMB8HyyZT0I/AAAAAAAAANs/Tk3st5KeSkA/s72-c/platypus.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-8588118570499999514</id><published>2008-09-01T12:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T12:18:57.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Curly Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SLw_7VUTbKI/AAAAAAAAANI/cbvytEXTPmU/s1600-h/aftermath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241134354919550114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SLw_7VUTbKI/AAAAAAAAANI/cbvytEXTPmU/s400/aftermath.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have curly hair! (Thanks, JoAanna!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;br /&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/2941719193152877330-8588118570499999514?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/8588118570499999514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=8588118570499999514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/8588118570499999514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/8588118570499999514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/09/curly-hair.html' title='Curly Hair'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SLw_7VUTbKI/AAAAAAAAANI/cbvytEXTPmU/s72-c/aftermath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-2650469052472583839</id><published>2008-08-26T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T21:05:57.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Instument of Them All....</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an endless debate between me and my friends. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.poll4you.com/showpoll.php?id=10763" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-2650469052472583839?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/2650469052472583839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=2650469052472583839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/2650469052472583839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/2650469052472583839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/08/best-instument-of-them-all.html' title='The Best Instument of Them All....'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-6514602326517488889</id><published>2008-08-18T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T17:04:52.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Do When I'm Bored...</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm bored, I write lists:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.laurenslists.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.laurenslists.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Please, don't copy my idea.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-6514602326517488889?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/6514602326517488889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=6514602326517488889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/6514602326517488889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/6514602326517488889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-i-do-when-im-bored.html' title='What I Do When I&apos;m Bored...'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-4376693780661853429</id><published>2008-08-16T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T21:29:26.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interveiwing Jessica....</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was texting Jessica the other day, and this was our conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Interveiw with Jessica.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:What is your favorite band or singer and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica:Ummmm, I don't know and I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:You have to answer the question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica:Ugh, I don't know. A lot of bands. Because they're good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What is your favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica:Purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica:'Cuz, it's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok. If you could have any superpower, what would it be and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica: To fly because then I could go places easier and not get kidnapped. Just kidding. Flying would be awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok, thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-4376693780661853429?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/4376693780661853429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=4376693780661853429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4376693780661853429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4376693780661853429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/08/interveiwing-jessica.html' title='Interveiwing Jessica....'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-4109192512814404758</id><published>2008-08-12T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T19:35:36.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can play bass...on RockBand.</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch me shred:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-364bda94694cffe4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D364bda94694cffe4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331747451%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D42F252B4793B257DB145AE7D10DFA78718DCCC74.5F6F37F8385C3A4DD84460698A2A777AAE67F2AA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D364bda94694cffe4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjhMQ8-cu4L_BuM2udAWSufXq4lc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D364bda94694cffe4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331747451%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D42F252B4793B257DB145AE7D10DFA78718DCCC74.5F6F37F8385C3A4DD84460698A2A777AAE67F2AA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D364bda94694cffe4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjhMQ8-cu4L_BuM2udAWSufXq4lc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is what I do when I'm really bored,in case you were wondering. This is The Electric Version on expert bass just a few minutes ago.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Lauren&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-4109192512814404758?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=364bda94694cffe4&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/4109192512814404758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=4109192512814404758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4109192512814404758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4109192512814404758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-can-play-basson-rockband.html' title='I can play bass...on RockBand.'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-2164846275934034079</id><published>2008-08-12T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T17:45:57.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Giraffes and Emo Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, yes. The second day of school. The second day of 8th grade. It was just as good as the first. I was EXTREMELY entertained by the stories kids told that were suppost to "describe" them. One story that these two kids told was HILARIOUS. We officially nicknamed it "the story nobody can top".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I ran into one of my old friends from last year, and this was the first time she had seen my hair(If you don't know what happened to my hair, I don't know where you've been to miss it.), and she immediatly said, "You look EMO!". If you are a 30-something relative of mine reading this, you probably don't know what an emo kid is. Emo is like goth, only more extreme, to put it simply. Only weird people are emo. Emo people also tend to have weird hair that incorperates something black...and since my hair is all black, I "look so emo". My response was "Yeah, like I haven't heard that one before...". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I sort of did look emo. This is what my shirt said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233795681515252274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SKItcUewqjI/AAAAAAAAALo/VKEcNj3zWrY/s400/monster.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, I guess that could be a &lt;em&gt;little&lt;/em&gt; emo... I was also wearing skinny jeans and converse...ok, I did look emo. Really emo. Oh, well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I was in science, my 6th hour class, and our teacher did this creativity activity. He asked us to get out some paper and label it one through four. After we did that, we had to answer questions. Here's what we were suppost to answer:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. How do you fit a giraffe in a fridge?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.How do you fit an elephant into a fridge?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.If the lion is the king of the jungle, and he has a party and invites all of the other animals to come, who won't be going?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4.You have to swim across an alligator-infested river. How do you do it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We all just started laughing. Haha, very funny, what are the real questions??? He was dead serious. That is our homework.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just thought you'd want to know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Lauren&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-2164846275934034079?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/2164846275934034079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=2164846275934034079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/2164846275934034079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/2164846275934034079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/08/giraffes-and-emo-kids.html' title='Giraffes and Emo Kids'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SKItcUewqjI/AAAAAAAAALo/VKEcNj3zWrY/s72-c/monster.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-6402665043064816079</id><published>2008-08-11T19:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T20:21:48.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Man, I'm old...</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, today was the first day of school, and 8th grade. It made me kind of ticked off that I had to go to school instead of sleep in, but that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, last night I was bored at like 8:30, and Jessica texted me. I said hi, and we started texting back and forth. This went on for like 2 hours, and I got to bed later that I expected. Darn you, Jessica Kevin! (Okay, seriously, I'm kidding, Jessica.) And I still couldn't get to sleep until like 11:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That morning I wake up to Lani screaming her head off. I looked at my cell phone to see what time it was. It was only like 7:00! So, I forced myself out of bed and went to go see what was the matter with Lani. I found her, in the living room with Milan who had woken up at like 5:00 am to get ready. He had probably "heard" (that's what they all say) Lani wake up and went to get her, and "calm her down". Yeah, right. So, I spent most of my morning half-asleep, calming down Lani. She was MAD. So, we waited for mom to get back from running (which was thnkfully very quickly), and I went to take a shower. I took like 15 minutes to shower, and I got dressed, ate breakfast, and listened to my iPod until it was time for me to go to the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why in the world did I ride the bus, you might ask? Because I had to claim my seat before the sea of seventh graders took it. Thankfully, they all went to the back. Apparently none of them had the desire to sit in the front with those weirdos (haha, just kidding). Anyway, I get on the bus, and Patricia (that's not his real name, yes HIS), one of my friends from 7th grade goes, "Oh, hi Glasses, how was your-WHOAH." He obviously is looking at my hair. "Gee, thanks." I said, and sat down. Katie, (another bus buddy) was like "Oh, woops. I forgot to tell you about her hair..." So, the bus ride was uneventful. Patricia and I discussed whether of not we should play "Smells Like Teen Spirit By Nirvana" in our band, Katie talked about her hair, and I listened to my iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the whole day was pretty fun. I'll admit it right now. I especially got a kick out of when I ran into another kid from my bus, (who also hadn't seen my hair) and looks at me with this surprised look and goes, "Glasses, what are you doing here?" And I replied, "I'm going to social studies, duh." And we started cracking up. You know, just normal little things like that. I also saw my seventh grade friends passing me in the halls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the bus ride home was nice. I got to meet the mini versions of all of my friends (sibilings), and talk to them. And, I got to tell EVERY DETAIL to my mother when I got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I give it 4 out of 5 stars in terms of how great it was. Which is pretty impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-6402665043064816079?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/6402665043064816079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=6402665043064816079' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/6402665043064816079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/6402665043064816079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/08/man-im-old.html' title='Man, I&apos;m old...'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-7522274517681142900</id><published>2008-08-09T15:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T16:04:09.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight Guy, you are hilarious...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SJ4gTvbP02I/AAAAAAAAALg/0DXtHS0R4bU/s1600-h/sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232655340571448162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="349" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SJ4gTvbP02I/AAAAAAAAALg/0DXtHS0R4bU/s320/sign.jpg" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new favorite site: &lt;a href="http://www.twilightguy.com/"&gt;Twilight Guy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twilightguy.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/sign.jpg" rel="lightbox[222]"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-7522274517681142900?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/7522274517681142900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=7522274517681142900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/7522274517681142900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/7522274517681142900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/08/twilight-guy-you-are-hilarious.html' title='Twilight Guy, you are hilarious...'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SJ4gTvbP02I/AAAAAAAAALg/0DXtHS0R4bU/s72-c/sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-6629081145011253070</id><published>2008-08-08T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T21:57:34.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Cool Band</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was being bored, doing my normal summer thing (sitting around, doing nothing of extreme importantce), when I got a text from my friend Miranda. It said something along the lines of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hey do u want 2 start a band?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To which I responded:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sure. What do I do?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Drummer."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there you go. I'm a drummer. Not that I own my own drum kit, but if any of you readers have one, I would love to buy it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this whole band thing went on for like 3 days, and we had three members, including me.&lt;br /&gt;We needed a name, so we all brainstormed. Our guitarist Patrick came up with "Insert Band Name Here". We liked that name until MY genious came up with "Orange Tuesday". That was almost immidiatly accepted my my fellow bandmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY TO DO LIST:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Track down a cheap drum kit&lt;br /&gt;-Actually get the band together (I haven't seen Patrick since school got out and Miranda since the beginning of June)&lt;br /&gt;-Uh, write a song.&lt;br /&gt;-Get school supplies&lt;br /&gt;-Tune cello&lt;br /&gt;-Go to Target&lt;br /&gt;-Call Jessica&lt;br /&gt;-Clean off my shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I made a FaceBook: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1392999774"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1392999774&lt;/a&gt; Add me as a friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-6629081145011253070?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/6629081145011253070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=6629081145011253070' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/6629081145011253070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/6629081145011253070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/08/our-cool-band.html' title='Our Cool Band'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-3437467058250348291</id><published>2008-08-06T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T14:02:42.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Breaking Dawn Party and Black Hair Dye...</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't been updating, I've been super-duper busy. And by super-duper busy, I mean rereading Breaking Dawn for the millionth time and dowloading stuff off of iTunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, now that I have heard all of the songs on my iPod, reread Breaking Dawn 3 or 4 times, and dyed my hair...I'm not that busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, about the hair dye. It was the day before the Breaking Dawn party, and I wanted to dye my hair. I looked through colors online, and I liked this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231509443761038066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SJoOHxJ6YvI/AAAAAAAAAKg/4zByubDClBo/s320/BLACKHAIR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Looks like dark brown, right? WRONG...It was black. Pitch black.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231510817116940082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SJoPXtTeZzI/AAAAAAAAAKo/sn2hynwZ-Ho/s320/DSCN2828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my new hair is how I got my new nickname: the O'Shea sister. But, you probably wouldn't understand that unless you've read The Host. My dad's reaction to my hair was "Lauren, take off the wig, you look ridiculous." He calls me Raven because of my raven hair. I prefer Wendsday (from the Addams family) over my new nicknames.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, about the Breaking Dawn party. It was AWESOME. The book was AWESOME. My shirt was AWESOME. It was just plain old AWESOME. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's the tally:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hi5's from people going "Yeah, Team Edward!" after seeing my team Edward shirt: 11&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Glares from Team Jacob fans: too many to count&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Minutes in Line: 32&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Number in line:73&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hours reading: 12&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Times reread: 3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;People I knew: 12&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hours at the Party: 4&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like I said, It was awesome.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Lauren&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-3437467058250348291?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/3437467058250348291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=3437467058250348291' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/3437467058250348291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/3437467058250348291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/08/breaking-dawn-party-and-black-hair-dye.html' title='The Breaking Dawn Party and Black Hair Dye...'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SJoOHxJ6YvI/AAAAAAAAAKg/4zByubDClBo/s72-c/BLACKHAIR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-4877098469492659089</id><published>2008-08-03T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T22:38:59.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looks Like Me and Miranda are twins...</title><content type='html'>Dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just out of boredom, I took the "SuperheroQuiz" Miranda took. Here's what I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are &lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;Spider-Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Spider-Man&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="95" size="4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;95%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Robin&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="75" size="4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;75%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Hulk&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="75" size="4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;75%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Wonder Woman&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="65" size="4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;65%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Green Lantern&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="65" size="4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;65%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Iron Man&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="60" size="4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;60%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Superman&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="45" size="4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;45%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;The Flash&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="40" size="4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;40%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Supergirl&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="35" size="4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;35%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Batman&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="25" size="4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;25%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Catwoman&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="25" size="4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;25%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;You are intelligent, witty,&lt;br /&gt;a bit geeky and have great&lt;br /&gt;power and responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thesuperheroquiz.com/pics/spidy.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesuperheroquiz.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to take the Superhero Personality &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-4877098469492659089?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/4877098469492659089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=4877098469492659089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4877098469492659089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4877098469492659089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/08/looks-like-me-and-miranda-are-twins.html' title='Looks Like Me and Miranda are twins...'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-7806872217717859238</id><published>2008-08-02T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T00:20:00.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be back...eventually.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SJNh9Noj4nI/AAAAAAAAAKY/n-CWql3OKsE/s1600-h/BRB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229631296566977138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SJNh9Noj4nI/AAAAAAAAAKY/n-CWql3OKsE/s400/BRB.jpg" 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/2941719193152877330-7806872217717859238?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/7806872217717859238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=7806872217717859238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/7806872217717859238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/7806872217717859238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/08/be-backeventually.html' title='Be back...eventually.'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SJNh9Noj4nI/AAAAAAAAAKY/n-CWql3OKsE/s72-c/BRB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-4285674007824953170</id><published>2008-07-26T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T20:54:48.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Camp Fun</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I got back from Girl's Camp this afternoon. I am SO glad I'm back to civilization. Not that Girl's Camp wasn't fun, it's just not my thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write about each day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 1-WENDSDAY (If that's how you spell it...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to be at the stake center (ironically located next door from my school) at 7:00. I got there at about 7:05, and I thought I was early, because there was only 8 girls from my ward there. It turns out that there were only 10 of us going. And, surprise, surprise, I was the only 2nd year beehive there. In other words, I would be pretty lonely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we got there, sang camp songs, did rotations, and other camp-y stuff. Then we slept, but I was being stupid and decided I should just use the sheet I brought, not my sleeping bag. WRONG CHOICE. I was FREEZING the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 2- THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on a 5 mile hike. Yes, a 5 mile hike. I took us 4 1/2 hours to hike that stupid trail (mostly uphill) which was inappropriately named the "Friendship Loop". It was like 4 1/2 hours of heck. No, seriously, it was like a gazillion degrees outside, and when I was in the water line some girl cut infront of me and made me so mad I wanted to punch her. Really hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I gave a devotional all by myself (because I'm the only 2nd year) and then I went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 3- FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was the day we did a certification activity. I (being the only 2nd year) had to do hands-on stuff to get signed off for it. So, we walked around in the woods and find YCLs who had fake wounds and "heal" them. It was also exhausting and hot outside, and it took 2 hours. I had to help clean off fake blood and "guts" (spaghetti) and help "calm" down shock victims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once that was over, we had to go do rotations. I listened to a talk, played water games, ate a snack, and made a craft. The water gamed kind of made me mad, though because I was wearing jeans. I asked the other girls in my group NOT to get my lap, bacause that just makes me mad when that happens. So, of course, I got water poured right in my lap. I then had to waddle with my wet pants to the craft room. I was so annoyed with my pants that I asked to go change. Almost the second after I got through the door, it started pouring outside. And I forgot my poncho. So, I got yet another pair of pants wet. That meant that I had to wear my pajama pants for the rest of the day. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I did get Krispy Kreme donuts from the bishop and his wife who came and visited us, just as the rain started. That made me feel a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST DAY-SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole day was pretty much a clean up day. We just swept and packed, then I talked about the Star Spangled Banner because I am, yet again, the only 2nd year. Then a girl from my ward sang the National Anthem, we had breakfast, and we waited for our buses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept the whole bus ride. It was crazy, because I'm not a car sleeper. It did take me a bit to fall asleep, though, because I had to try to silence the "COO GRR, TIMBER, ANYBODY WANNA COOKIE?" and the "RISE AND SHINE AND SING OUT YOUR GLORY GLORY!" and also the "I KNOW A MORMON BOY, HE IS MY PRIDE AND JOY..." behind me coming from the hyper first years. Then I fell asleep. When I woke up, we were like 10 minutes away. I was so excited I almost cried. When I got to that Stake Center, I almost hugged the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now I'm home, I'm showered, I'm clean, and I'm well rested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad it's 9:00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-4285674007824953170?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/4285674007824953170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=4285674007824953170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4285674007824953170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4285674007824953170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/07/girls-camp-fun.html' title='Girls Camp Fun'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-8326889492952604585</id><published>2008-07-22T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T09:04:20.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking Dawn!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SIYB6s9G0rI/AAAAAAAAAKI/CuhaomVci2g/s1600-h/DSCN2760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225866525621539506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SIYB6s9G0rI/AAAAAAAAAKI/CuhaomVci2g/s400/DSCN2760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my gosh, I am SO excited for the 4th book of the Twilight Series (or is it a saga....whatever)! I still have to call Borders to reserve a copy, and I'm trying to fix my Bite Me shirt (it looks terrible) because it has gone from black to sort of off-black. It's actually kinda gross. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225866105644353906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SIYBiQaviXI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ReKClofU8No/s400/DSCN2758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I'll proably transfer it to a new shirt before the party. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, when I finish the book, I'll write a reveiw for ya'll.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But, first, I'm going to girl's camp! At Camp LoMia! And I have to give a devotional, by myself. It's probably bacause I'm the only 2nd year Beehive in our ward. I'm used to it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I feel like this is my first girl's camp because last year we had city camp. Yeah, city camp. What is city camp? It was individual wards last year, and the lady who was running it wanted to do city camp. We went to museums, read at a homeless shelter, saw a High School Musical Play, you know. City stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, I have no clue what it's going to be like this year. Wish me luck!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Lauren&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&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/2941719193152877330-8326889492952604585?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/8326889492952604585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=8326889492952604585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/8326889492952604585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/8326889492952604585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/07/breaking-dawn.html' title='Breaking Dawn!!!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SIYB6s9G0rI/AAAAAAAAAKI/CuhaomVci2g/s72-c/DSCN2760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-1346240643446345799</id><published>2008-07-21T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T10:12:38.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Milan Got Baptized</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SITC8_D2SJI/AAAAAAAAAJs/F9iL1aX6kDg/s1600-h/MILAN"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225515820632131730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SITC8_D2SJI/AAAAAAAAAJs/F9iL1aX6kDg/s400/MILAN" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little brother got baptized on Saturday. That's him and my dad up there, in their awesome jumpsuits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday, Milan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Lauren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/2941719193152877330-1346240643446345799?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/1346240643446345799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=1346240643446345799' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/1346240643446345799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/1346240643446345799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/07/milan-got-baptized.html' title='Milan Got Baptized'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SITC8_D2SJI/AAAAAAAAAJs/F9iL1aX6kDg/s72-c/MILAN' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-135814878945413245</id><published>2008-07-20T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T09:46:41.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now that's what I call a concert!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who know the band Weezer (If you don't, have you ever heard the song "Beverly Hills"? Yeah, that would be them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, they did a concert where people were allowed to bring their own instruments to play along. Here's some videos (they're awesome)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="uvp_fop" src="http://d.yimg.com/cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf" width="400" height="255" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=v157614983&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=0&amp;amp;shareEnable=1" allowfullscreen="false"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="255" id="uvp_fop" allowFullScreen="false"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=v157615753&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=0&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;embed height="255" width="400" id="uvp_fop" allowFullScreen="false" src="http://d.yimg.com/cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=v157615753&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=0&amp;amp;shareEnable=1" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="255" id="uvp_fop" allowFullScreen="false"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=v157615731&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=0&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;embed height="255" width="400" id="uvp_fop" allowFullScreen="false" src="http://d.yimg.com/cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=v157615731&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=0&amp;amp;shareEnable=1" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, If that doesn't work, here's a link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://new.music.yahoo.com/livesets/Weezer--61540147&amp;amp;vid=157614983"&gt;http://new.music.yahoo.com/livesets/Weezer--61540147&amp;amp;vid=157614983&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait...DO YOURSELF A FAVOR, GO TO THE BOTTOM OF THE PAGE AND PAUSE THE MUSIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-135814878945413245?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/135814878945413245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=135814878945413245' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/135814878945413245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/135814878945413245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/07/now-thats-what-i-call-concert.html' title='Now that&apos;s what I call a concert!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-1168256792916207016</id><published>2008-07-19T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T08:32:46.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freeway Opening!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you might have read on my friends' blogs, we went to the freeway opening. Here are some pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SIIIyQ4zcII/AAAAAAAAAJk/oWOxsELMdrs/s1600-h/DSCN2722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224748177322897538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SIIIyQ4zcII/AAAAAAAAAJk/oWOxsELMdrs/s400/DSCN2722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, it's one picture. But it's of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesome day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-1168256792916207016?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/1168256792916207016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=1168256792916207016' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/1168256792916207016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/1168256792916207016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/07/freeway-opening.html' title='Freeway Opening!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SIIIyQ4zcII/AAAAAAAAAJk/oWOxsELMdrs/s72-c/DSCN2722.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-8334030548225399969</id><published>2008-07-17T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T17:02:36.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...and THEN We went to GameStop....</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was sitting around, playing Rockband, this morning, when my mom gave Milan a letter. I was assuming it was a letter from my grandma, and I was right (what a surprise...I'm always right!). But, he opened it, and it had money in there. Milan got all excited about it, and I knew EXACTLY what he wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a little side story to further explain, Milan got ALOT of money for his birthday. I swear, he got like 80 dollars or something. Just for his birthday. Anyway, he wanted to spend it. Here is what he wanted to get:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wii Rockband&lt;br /&gt;-A Gerbil&lt;br /&gt;-PS2 Rockband Expansion Pack&lt;br /&gt;-Wall-E for the Wii&lt;br /&gt;-Super Smash Bros Brawl&lt;br /&gt;-More Money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, here's what he got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wall-E&lt;br /&gt;-Super Smash Bros Brawl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How, you may ask, did he get two Wii games with 80 bucks? Two words: My Dad. Super Smash Bros Brawl was a gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo, the only reason he didn't get the gerbil was because I used my persuasion skills to get him to buy Wall-E instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom felt guitly, though. I sure didn't. I thought that I had done great by convincing him to get a video game instead of a gerbil. In my mind I was thinking "Score one for me!"but, apparently not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the original story. Two of my cousins came over today, and Milan was BEGGING my mom to get a gerbil.I went the same way with Ellyse. She obsessed about an EnV2, she got it. Milan obsessed about a gerbil, and he got it. (I don't really have one of those stories...) So, our crowd piled into the car. And by "The Crowd" I mean, me, my grandma, my cousin, Ellyse, my mom, my other cousin, Lani, and Milan. We were literally a crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, to get off subject (again),  I relized that our little crowd could actually be a real family. Here's how it would work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I would be the oldest and a loner (not a twin).&lt;br /&gt;-Ethan and Ellyse would be twins (they are exactly 5 months apart).&lt;br /&gt;-Milan and Emma would also be twins (they are like a year apart or something, but they look similar).&lt;br /&gt;-Lani would be the youngest and also a loner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hilarious, I think the people at the stores thought that we were a real family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back on subject, we went to our local PetsMart (or is it PetSmart?), and went to find a gerbil. We went to the small animals section, past the baby pythons (yes, baby pythons), and the "chubby frogs" (that is a scientific name). They had hampsters galore, rats-a-plenty, and a chinchilla (it was ADORABLE...but 150 dollars), but no gerbils. Milan, determined to get what he wanted, demanded that we go to the OTHER PetsMart (or PetSmart).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we got it the car and headed to the OTHER PetsMart (or PetSmart). I was kind of annoyed by now, and I hoped that they would have a gazillion gerbils. They had one. And it was a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Milan bought it, and a cage. He named his new toy Killer. But, then he was like, "Wait...it's a girl....I'll name it Nibbles!" As if that's a more girly name...I still like Killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, THEN we went to GameStop. I wanted to go there, first of all, because I LOVE GameStop. Second, because I wanted the RockBand trackpack. So, I go in there and I got the trackpack. I pratically danced out of the door, and the workers were looking at me funny....I don't blame them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accomplished my goal for this week. Good for me, now I can play Interstate Love Song, Buddy Holly, Move Along, and Die, All Right! It is awesome. I can even play March of the Pigs by Nine Inch Nails...what a weird, weird song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesome day!&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-8334030548225399969?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/8334030548225399969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=8334030548225399969' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/8334030548225399969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/8334030548225399969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-then-we-went-to-gamestop.html' title='...and THEN We went to GameStop....'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-1266823884597054981</id><published>2008-07-16T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T15:32:07.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ha! I'm Famous!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.magmypic.com/usermags/5/4/543fddcd6d0b488a6ffba4528e769ad3_2600.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I knew I'd be famous someday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-Lauren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gigyamailbutton.com/wildfire/gigyamailbutton.ashx?url=aHR*cDovL3d3dy5naWd5YS5jb2*vd2lsZGZpcmUvd2Zwb3AuYXNweD9tb2R1bGU9ZW1haWwmdXJsPWh*dHAlM*ElMkYlMkZ3d3clMkVtYWdteXBpYyUyRWNvbSUyRnBvc3Q=" target="_blank" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTYyNDczMjQ5NjgmcHQ9MTIxNjI*NzMzNjcwNSZwPTU*NzgxJmQ9cGFydG5lcitkYXRhJm49Jmc9MQ==.jpg" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-1266823884597054981?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/1266823884597054981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=1266823884597054981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/1266823884597054981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/1266823884597054981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/07/ha-im-famous.html' title='Ha! I&apos;m Famous!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-4687059096474295959</id><published>2008-07-15T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:32:36.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>French Lessons</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm teaching myself french! Here are some phrases I have learned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my Site!- Vous n'êtes pas mes amis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please comment!- Ne me parlez pas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome!- Allez-vous-en!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look great!- Vous êtes laid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's cool! I love you're opinions!- Ouais bien! Je ne m'inquiète pas de votre avis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your website looks awesome!- Les orignaux aiment des sites Web particulièrement vôtre !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might need a little work, but atleast I can say these phrases correctly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-4687059096474295959?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/4687059096474295959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=4687059096474295959' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4687059096474295959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4687059096474295959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/07/french-lessons.html' title='French Lessons'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-5675279002387638156</id><published>2008-07-14T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T19:17:41.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bedtime Song</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an accurate song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Zw8VTlxk9E&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;rel=" color1="0x234900&amp;amp;color2=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-5675279002387638156?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/5675279002387638156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=5675279002387638156' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/5675279002387638156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/5675279002387638156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/07/bedtime-song.html' title='The Bedtime Song'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-6685589121045753020</id><published>2008-07-14T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T10:52:57.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom From Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;9 THINGS I HAVE LEARNED THIS SUMMER&lt;br /&gt;By Lauren Haws :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Zelda is a girl&lt;/strong&gt;. You would probably assume that Zelda is the guy on the from with the little green hat and the awesome sword an stuff, but that's Link. Zelda is the princess he's rescuing. How do I know this? Four words: Super Smash Bros Brawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;If you are getting your eyes dialated for the first time, make sure you know if you have blood pressure problems.&lt;/strong&gt; Then, if they do dialate your eyes and you don't know you have blood pressure issues, you could pass out in the middle of Costco (like I did).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Lots of songs on Rockband have NO MEANING WHATSOEVER.&lt;/strong&gt; Me and my BFF Bonita spent like two weeks evaluating the songs, and they make no sense. Only Creep by Radiohead makes sense. It's about an alien. Go listen to it and you'll see what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;DO NOT, under any circumstances, let the cords to the stuff for Rockband, DDR, Lego Star Wars, and other video games get all tangled up.&lt;/strong&gt; I have this knot of chords on my room connected to my poor PS2. The knot is like a foot across, and two controllers, a Rockband Mic, the cord for the drums, the DDR mat, and the wireless guitar connector for Rockband sticking out. It's sad. I think there's a USB extender in there somewhere, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;strong&gt; Be careful with the send button on your phone&lt;/strong&gt;. It could fall off, like mine. Poor phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;strong&gt;Don't agree to go on a 14 hour car trip to Utah&lt;/strong&gt;. Especially when your cousins with sudden stomach flu and are puking all over the place. It gives me the chills just to think of any car trips at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;strong&gt; It's very entertaining to brainstorm songs that you would want Miley Cyrus to sing, if you could make her sing any song by anyone.&lt;/strong&gt; (I chose &lt;a href="http://play.napster.com/track/16554440" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Date With the Night by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs&lt;/a&gt;. (Choke! Choke! Choke! Choke! Choke!) Don't ask, just click on the link and listen to it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;Don't get your iPod touch wet, or the seal around it that holds it together will pop open&lt;/strong&gt;. I have learned my lesson: I will not mess with my iPod when it is on the speaker when I am dripping wet from swimming. That's just stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BONUS: Somthing I learned LAST summer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Don't try to dye you hair red, or you could have magenta hair for the whole freaking summer,&lt;/strong&gt; and the day after you dye it, you are all embarrassed, but you have to go to the orthodontists office. Then the workers tell you, Surprise! We're taking your picture for our permanent file today! Then, everytime you go to your orthodontist, your picture on the screen is you with pink hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Summer!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Lauren :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-6685589121045753020?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/6685589121045753020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=6685589121045753020' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/6685589121045753020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/6685589121045753020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/07/wisdom-from-me.html' title='Wisdom From Me'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-458392779073849132</id><published>2008-07-10T19:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T20:02:39.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain? Really?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I was on the computer, doin' my thing, when it starts POURING. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I went outside and got wet so I could take a picture. You're welcome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221586347325477042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SHbNHiRdULI/AAAAAAAAAIs/DEhELDeQhjI/s400/DSCN2710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't mean to have a "I hate rain." look on my face, I just did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Lauren&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-458392779073849132?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/458392779073849132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=458392779073849132' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/458392779073849132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/458392779073849132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/07/rain-really.html' title='Rain? Really?'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SHbNHiRdULI/AAAAAAAAAIs/DEhELDeQhjI/s72-c/DSCN2710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-7840732244114128056</id><published>2008-07-10T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T16:06:45.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comparing Rockband</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was looking at the Rockbands for the 4 gaming systems (in case you were considering buying one), and here is what I came up with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROCKBAND SPECIAL EDITION for XBOX 360:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you can do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;BAND WORLD TOUR- You can choose which city from venues all over the world to play. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CHARACTER MAKER- You can make your rocker alter-ego with an amazing character maker (seriously, people, it's freaking awesome).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SOLO TOURS- Same as a the band world tour, except it is single-player.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;QUICKPLAY- Play any unlocked song on any instrument on any level.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;OLINE MULTIPLAYER- If you have Xbox online, you can play with other people from around the world.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pros:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The character maker is awesome. You can customize every aspect of your charater's outfit with color, art, and styles. There is a variety of hairstyles and makeup combinations, and you can even give your rocker a tattoo (or a bunch of them). You can even put a collage of stickers on your instruments to make them look awesome. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Online play. Even though I've never played it, it's awesome that you can play with anyone anywhere.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The instruments. The game controllers are really cool. The drums come with real drumsticks, the guitar is a Stratocaster (click &lt;a href="http://headbangersblog.mtv.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/06/stratocaster.JPG"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for a picture), and the microphone feels like the real thing. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DLC (Downloadable Content)- There are 3 or 4 new songs a week to download. How cool is that?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cons:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;You have to have an Xbox 360. They are freaking expensive. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The game is like 160 bucks. That's expensive, too. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can't get the DLC unless you have Xbox Online. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The guitar isn't wireless.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROCKBAND FOR PLAYSTATION 3 (also Special Edition)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What you can do:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everything the Xbox 360 version can.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;PROS: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;All the same as the Xbox (what a surprise).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Guitar is wireless!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;CONS:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Playstation 3 is REALLY expensive (like 500 dollars....I could start a real band with that money).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The game itself is also expensive. (like 170 dollars).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can't use the Guitar Hero controller with it as a bass.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROCKBAND FOR PLAYSTAITON 2 (NOT Special Edition):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHAT YOU CAN DO:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;BAND WORLD TOUR- It is a total drag on PS2. It just gives you a list, and you play them in order. There is no city selection, no choices, no setlists.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SOLO TOUR- Same as the band tour.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;PRACTICE MODE- You can practice the song at any speed and any section.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;PROS:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's cheap! It's only 100 dollars as opposed to 170.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Guitar is Wireless.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Drum Pads on the drums are sturdier than the Xbox or PS3 versions.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Guitar Hero controller can be used as a Bass controller.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;CONS:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;No character maker. It's just depressing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The World Tour is boring.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Solo tour is boring.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can only have 8 bands saved to the WHOLE GAME, as opposed to like 30 on the PS3 and Xbox versions. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It freezes up sometimes, when you play certain songs (Orange Crush by REM and Are You Gonna Be My Girl by Jet and Won't Get Fooled Again by The Who).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;NOTE: If you have only a PS2, get it. It's fun despite the lack of personalization.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROCKBAND FOR WII (not Special Edition)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHAT YOU CAN DO:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Exactly what the PS2 version can do. That's right, no character maker.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;PROS:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's for the Wii.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The drums are special Wii Edition drums...they're white!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It comes with 8 DLC songs built in! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The guitar and bass pedal are improved. (Bass pedal doesn't snap as easily, and the whammy bar is improved)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;CONS:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Like I said, no character maker.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Same as the PS2...it's kind of a dissapointment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's like an expensive version of the PS 2 rockband. (170 dollars)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No DLC.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, if you were wondering what the difference is, there you go. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My final verdict is get the Xbox 360 or Playstation 3 version. They are way cooler. But, if you only have a Wii or Ps2, get it anyway, it's fun. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Lauren&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-7840732244114128056?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/7840732244114128056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=7840732244114128056' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/7840732244114128056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/7840732244114128056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/07/comparing-rockband.html' title='Comparing Rockband'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-3869419212671739893</id><published>2008-07-08T10:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T10:14:43.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mirror</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this sweet video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/player/popup/?cl=8717172&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-3869419212671739893?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/3869419212671739893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=3869419212671739893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/3869419212671739893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/3869419212671739893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/07/mirror.html' title='The Mirror'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-3493703185739548681</id><published>2008-07-05T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T10:20:22.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Won't You Dance?</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this hilarious video today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id="yfop" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=" height="270" width="320" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="8467"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="7144"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Window"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value="LT"&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="NoScale"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="BGColor" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SWRemote" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="MovieData" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"&gt;&lt;param name="Profile" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="ProfileAddress" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="ProfilePort" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowFullScreen" value="false"&gt;&lt;embed src="'http://cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf'" width="'320'" height="'270'" name="'yfop'" allowscriptaccess="'always'" type="'application/x-shockwave-flash'" pluginspage="'http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer'" flashvars="'id="&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, if that didn't work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/player/popup/?cl=8612964"&gt;http://cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/player/popup/?cl=8612964&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-3493703185739548681?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/3493703185739548681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=3493703185739548681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/3493703185739548681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/3493703185739548681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/07/wont-you-dance.html' title='Won&apos;t You Dance?'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-768284359780749136</id><published>2008-07-04T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T21:47:27.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SG78dw4rJaI/AAAAAAAAAIY/e7TXIpeaUFU/s1600-h/4TH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219386606438000034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" height="162" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SG78dw4rJaI/AAAAAAAAAIY/e7TXIpeaUFU/s400/4TH.jpg" width="225" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you had an awesome 4th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Cuz' my 4th consisted of 5 minutes of fireworks, ice cream, and Rockband. Nothing special...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMERICA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now THAT birthday greeting was special!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-768284359780749136?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/768284359780749136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=768284359780749136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/768284359780749136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/768284359780749136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SG78dw4rJaI/AAAAAAAAAIY/e7TXIpeaUFU/s72-c/4TH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-3327543498411483041</id><published>2008-07-04T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T19:03:41.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Twilight Movie!!!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some links to the Twilight Movie sites! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twilightthemovie.com/"&gt;The Official Twilight Movie Website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://greetingsfromtwilight.com/"&gt;Greetings From Twilight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://moviesblog.mtv.com/tag/twilight/"&gt;MTV Twilight Movie Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-3327543498411483041?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/3327543498411483041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=3327543498411483041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/3327543498411483041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/3327543498411483041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/07/twilight-movie.html' title='The Twilight Movie!!!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-1389649677126720918</id><published>2008-07-04T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T10:12:59.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping!!!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the mall with Lana yesterday because I didn't get a chance to go to the mall in Utah. We were at the mall for something like 4 hours. That has to be the longest shopping trip I've ever been on! And I got some cool stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I DID:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 1:00:We get to the mall and shop around at our favorite stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 3:00: My mom calls, but we aren't done yet, so Lana's dad says he will pick us up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 5:00: We are done shopping, so we go to borders and read gossip magazines like People, Us, Star, Elle, you know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABout 6:00: We finally go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-1389649677126720918?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/1389649677126720918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=1389649677126720918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/1389649677126720918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/1389649677126720918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/07/shopping.html' title='Shopping!!!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-2987132531107076014</id><published>2008-07-02T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T15:20:47.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Baaaaack!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't figure it out from the tilte: I'm back for the 4th, so I will be able to post more often for your reading pleasure! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I'm going to talk about my plane trip. So, our flight left at 1, and we left the house at 11:52. We were about 45 minutes from the Salt Lake City International Airport (that name is awesome) and we were heading over at an extremely slow pace. When we got there, it was 12:45. I was thinking to myself: Oh, snap. We're doomed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we got our 8 bags checked and we were off to security. Any of you who have flown know that security usually takes a while. We removed our shoes and emptied our pockets ( I had 4 things in my pockets) and pushed them in the little plastic bins through the security thingy. Then, we walked through this scanner thing to make sure we didn't have any explosives on us, and then we took our things and went to our gate. By then it was 12:51 (not the song) and we had to run there. I, of course, was stuck with Lani, so I ran the slowest. We got to the gate just in time and the flight, as bumpy as it was, was fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have to say is mission accomplished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-2987132531107076014?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/2987132531107076014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=2987132531107076014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/2987132531107076014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/2987132531107076014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-baaaaack.html' title='I&apos;m Baaaaack!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-2157850660906021024</id><published>2008-06-29T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T20:13:05.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shortest Blog Post Ever</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get a computer, and I wanted to say that I'm in Utah, and it is GORGEOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you guys are having fun over the 4th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about the shortness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-2157850660906021024?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/2157850660906021024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=2157850660906021024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/2157850660906021024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/2157850660906021024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/06/shortest-blog-post-ever.html' title='The Shortest Blog Post Ever'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-6891915609547819218</id><published>2008-06-26T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T20:23:56.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photoshop Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Readers, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I was bored, and I went on Photobucket and edited this picture:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SGRbH8YzOVI/AAAAAAAAAII/m25EccGfzTA/s1600-h/DSCN2670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216394460429236562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SGRbH8YzOVI/AAAAAAAAAII/m25EccGfzTA/s400/DSCN2670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and here's what the result was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SGRbmn1I3UI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/dHvB469wRUE/s1600-h/PHOTOSHOPFUN1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216394987486895426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 430px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px" height="139" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SGRbmn1I3UI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/dHvB469wRUE/s400/PHOTOSHOPFUN1.jpg" width="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't that Cool???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just thought you might want to see....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Lauren&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/2941719193152877330-6891915609547819218?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/6891915609547819218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=6891915609547819218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/6891915609547819218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/6891915609547819218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/06/photoshop-fun.html' title='Photoshop Fun'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SGRbH8YzOVI/AAAAAAAAAII/m25EccGfzTA/s72-c/DSCN2670.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-1490912830318973775</id><published>2008-06-26T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T09:14:20.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deja Vu!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since lots of you never saw my old blog before I lost my password, I thought I might share some of my deep philisophical disscusions quoted directly from my old blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is no tomorow.Or is there? It's like those restaurants that have a sign that says "free food tomorow!". There will never be a "tomorow". And (in the words of Mr. Krabbs from Spongebob),"What is today, but yesterday's tomorow?" So, is there really tomorow? There is a yesterday because it already happened, but tomorrow will technically never come. And people tend to live for today, so tomorrow would never come because they were living in today. Ow, my head hurts just thinking about it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So next week all of the students at Fremont Junior High Shcool will take the AIMS test. That includes me! So, now the school has stuck our schedule in a big blender and sloshed it around and just mixed it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my schedule looks like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1ST HOUR: PE for 25 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIMS TESTING SITE (4TH HOUR): (Wait a second, what happened to 2nd &amp;amp; 3rd hour??? Where did they go???)Social Studies....same classroom for ALMOST FOUR HOURS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4TH HOUR: Actual Social Studies class.(Normal hour, not 25 minutes like everything else.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUNCH: Yummy, yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2ND HOUR: ORCHESTRA...in the afternoon! For 25 minutes. Wow, that's weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3RD HOUR: ENGLISH...also in the afternoon for 25 minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5TH HOUR: SCIENCE...ah, yes. good ol' science. Always at the same time of day no matter what....but for 25 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6TH HOUR: MATH...only 25 minutes! YAY!See?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It DID get thrown in a blender! And 3 wonderful hours of testing!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesome day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-1490912830318973775?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/1490912830318973775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=1490912830318973775' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/1490912830318973775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/1490912830318973775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/06/deja-vu.html' title='Deja Vu!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-7329225232578776934</id><published>2008-06-25T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T10:22:18.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, It Worked!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My "Save the Bloggers" idea worked! I got 5 WHOLE REVEIWS in 1 day on 1 post! That's like a record or something!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if you want to use that picture on your blog, feel free, and if you need help with that, just comment! I'd be happy to help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also am going to the bookstore today, so I will probably have an entertaining post for you to read by this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also (I have a lot to say), I started a FreeWebs website, so if you want to check it out, &lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/theworldisawesome/"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;. It's pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesome day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-7329225232578776934?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/7329225232578776934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=7329225232578776934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/7329225232578776934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/7329225232578776934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/06/hey-it-worked.html' title='Hey, It Worked!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-8053303308270252222</id><published>2008-06-24T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T10:27:02.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I live for feedback...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SGEuQiE_QFI/AAAAAAAAAHY/IMFP5vLZEeI/s1600-h/BLOGGER.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215500705032257618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SGEuQiE_QFI/AAAAAAAAAHY/IMFP5vLZEeI/s400/BLOGGER.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I was looking at this page of my blog and I noticed I have ZERO COMMENTS on EVERY POST. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I'm gonna do something about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm starting a campaign called "Save The Blogger" (the blogger being myself). I will not write if I get no feedback!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I NEED COMMENTS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I will not (or at least try not ) to write any posts until people comment. ESPECIALLY YOU BONITA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a heads up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Lauren, Creator of the "Save the Bloggers" Program&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-8053303308270252222?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/8053303308270252222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=8053303308270252222' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/8053303308270252222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/8053303308270252222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-live-for-feedback.html' title='I live for feedback...'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SGEuQiE_QFI/AAAAAAAAAHY/IMFP5vLZEeI/s72-c/BLOGGER.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-75321133424160474</id><published>2008-06-24T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T07:06:42.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who's birthday it is???</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not my birthday. Good guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my little sister's 11th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And YES, I do have a sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, I woke up this morning because my even littler sister was pulling on my toes with sticky donut fingers and saying "AYAYAYAYAYA" which, in gibberish, means "WAKE UP LAZY TEENAGE SISTER!" So, then I get up and wonder why she has sticky donut fingers. We normally don't eat donuts. So, then I walk out into the kitchen and there is a huge smiley face balloon. And then it clicks:I didn't get Ellyse a present.... OH SNAP. So then I said that me waking up at 6:30 was her present. But, she didn't care because she got an enV2 (No, I don't know what an 11 year old does with an enV2) and the donuts were for breakfast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I remembered that she asked me to advertise her blog on here annnnnd.....I sorta forgot. Woops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now I will put my sisters blog address here so that you can go look at it in your spare time. Be sure to wish her a happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thewatermelonblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;CLICK HERE FOR ELLYSES BLOG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. You know you've found her blog if you see a sign that says I LOVE WATERMELON on it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://blog.ice-lingen.de/content/binary/happy_birthday_cake.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://musicblognews.wordpress.com/category/happy-birthday/&amp;amp;h=316&amp;amp;w=300&amp;amp;sz=22&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=5&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=lf9vR1j4Mj6RfM:&amp;amp;tbnh=117&amp;amp;tbnw=111&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dhappy%2Bbirthday%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26rlz%3D1T4ADBS_enUS267US267%26sa%3DN"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-75321133424160474?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/75321133424160474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=75321133424160474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/75321133424160474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/75321133424160474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/06/guess-whos-birthday-it-is.html' title='Guess who&apos;s birthday it is???'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-7236565612096312466</id><published>2008-06-23T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T16:52:37.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flight of the Conchords...get it? Con"chords"...</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, as you may know, one of the funniest things I have ever seen is Flight of the Conchords. They are "New Zealands 4th Most Popular Parody Folk Band" and they are HIGHLARIOUS. I don't know what's funnier...the Hiphopopotamus versus the Rhymenausorus Rap-Off or the "I'm Not Crying" song. Anyway, they are pretty funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.conchords.co.nz/"&gt;The Official Website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.conchords.net/"&gt;The Unofficial Fansite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FArZxLj6DLk&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Rhmyenocerous VS. Hiphoppopotomus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FUVagbFcSUU"&gt;Foux De Fa Fa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-7236565612096312466?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/7236565612096312466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=7236565612096312466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/7236565612096312466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/7236565612096312466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/06/flight-of-conchordsget-it-conchords.html' title='Flight of the Conchords...get it? Con&quot;chords&quot;...'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-5985417901975868515</id><published>2008-06-23T14:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T14:45:42.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not Crying!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Parody band (Flight of the Conchords) is HILARIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/64a_1fWTsls&amp;hl=en&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/64a_1fWTsls&amp;hl=en&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-5985417901975868515?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/5985417901975868515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=5985417901975868515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/5985417901975868515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/5985417901975868515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-not-crying.html' title='I&apos;m Not Crying!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-6700466251117241003</id><published>2008-06-23T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T14:29:24.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's THAT Suppost to Mean?</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was reading Morgan's Blog (&lt;a href="http://www.insidemorganshead.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.insidemorganshead.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;) and I saw this post that was about Santa, The Easter Bunny and Cupid being real (or not). It said that Cupid was a cherub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no clue what a cherub is. All I know is that there is a song on Rockband called Cherub Rock, and it's an awesome song. I also know that my mom's friend says that my little sister is a "cherub", so it can't be bad... So, I looked up the definition on Dictionary.com!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cher·ub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.a celestial being. &lt;br /&gt;2.Theology. a member of the second order of angels, often represented as a beautiful rosy-cheeked child with wings.&lt;br /&gt;3.a beautiful or innocent person, esp. a child.&lt;br /&gt;4.a person, esp. a child, with a sweet, chubby, innocent face"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in other words, a cherub is either a chubby kid angel with rosy cheeks or a person with a face that looks like a cherub's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why Cherub Rock is called that the lyrics say "Who wants that honey/As long as there's money/Who wants that honey?/Let me out!/Just let me out!!!". It is not about little chubby angels, it's about honey, letting someone out, and money....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, THAT made me think about what songs are about, so I put together a list of my favorite songs and what they mean:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Creep&lt;/strong&gt; by Radiohead- It's obviously about an alien (Wanda's Song!). It says "Cuz' I'm a creep/ I'm a weirdo/ What the h*** am I doing here?/ I don't belong here./ I don't care if it hurts/ I wanna have control./ You get the idea. It just fits, if you think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gold Lion&lt;/strong&gt; by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs- This song is absolute gibberish. I don't know what it's about! "Gold Lion's gonna tell me where the light is./ Take our hands out of control./ Now tell me whatcha saw./ There was a crowd of seas./ I must have done a dozen each./ It was the hieght./I threw the weight but the shell was crushing you./ Tell me whatcha saw./ I'll tell you what to./ Oooh..." You know, just random words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Say it Ain't So&lt;/strong&gt; by Weezer- I don't know. Something about Saying it ain't so.... "Flip on the tele'/Wrestle with Jimmy!/Something is bubbling behind my back./ The Bottle is ready to blow./ Say it ain't So!/ Your drug is a heartbreaker!/Say it ain't So!/ My love is a lifetaker.../" It's catchy, though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Bloom&lt;/strong&gt; by Nirvana- Nirvana tends to write alot of songs about teenagers.... "Bruises on the fruit./ Tender age, In bloom./" Plus, they wrote "Smells like Teen Spirit".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3's and 7's&lt;/strong&gt; by Queens of the Stone Age- It's about how bad lying is...."Lie!/ Lie to my face!/ Take your lie to the grave./ That's what an old friend told me, look what it did for him!/" Lying is BAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wave of Mutilation&lt;/strong&gt; by Pixies- Another one that I really don't know the meaning of..."Cease to exist, givin' my goodbyes./ Drive my car into the ocean./ You think I'm dead/ But I sailed away! On a wave of mutilation./I've kissed mermaids, rode the El Nino./ Walked the sand with the crutaceans./ I'll find my way to Mariana./ On a wave of mutialtion.../" What is that suppost to mean? And that's all of the lyrics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what my train of thought does....it wanders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-6700466251117241003?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/6700466251117241003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=6700466251117241003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/6700466251117241003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/6700466251117241003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/06/whats-that-suppost-to-mean.html' title='What&apos;s THAT Suppost to Mean?'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-4085517050480146194</id><published>2008-06-23T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T10:55:13.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, would you look at that....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SF_jF8AXpPI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/iDKrd3DhKmo/s1600-h/BLOG.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I was on my blog, messing with the music player, when I saw the hit counter (Yes, I have a hit counter...your visit is seen! Don't act like nothing happens when you visit!), it said 200!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holy Guacamole! 200!!! That's awesome! If I can get that much in 2 weeks, how much can I get in a year!?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I'm wayyyy excited about going to Utah! I will try to write live posts for you, but I don't know If I will get a chance. I certainly hope I do. Utah it awesome, and cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, so (you might have already heard this from Bonita) I was so bored that I sent Bonita an email that was a collage of colors and fonts, so it looked awesome. And it stopped my boredom for like an hour. So, I made some ads for my blog you can copy and paste (not that you'd really want to do that....but if your bored, I'm always wanting to get the word out!).....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Visit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lauren's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;BLOG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;At &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; !!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Awesomest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ever&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#6600cc;"&gt;CLICK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;-Lauren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a class="linkMediaDetail" href="http://photobucket.com/image/read%20my%20blog/demonkittie13/Myspace/readmyblog.jpg?o=7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&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/2941719193152877330-4085517050480146194?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/4085517050480146194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=4085517050480146194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4085517050480146194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4085517050480146194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-would-you-look-at-that.html' title='Oh, would you look at that....'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-782847411239164178</id><published>2008-06-20T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T17:06:24.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Notice anything different?</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you, by chance, seen anything different on my blog lately? Ooh, I gotcha! Scroll down to the bottom.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the music player! Now it has Converse on it!!! If you want me to put a picture on yours, just comment, and I'll do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it looks awesome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my Meez doll has a new outfit! I'm in the process of giving her a makeover!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I also want to say that I will be gone for like a week and a half in Utah, so I will be prewriting posts and scheduling them throughout the week, so you can come back and read new stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be gone from the 28th of June to about the 9th of July, so I probably won't be responding very quickly to emails or comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you have a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-782847411239164178?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/782847411239164178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=782847411239164178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/782847411239164178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/782847411239164178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/06/notice-anything-different.html' title='Notice anything different?'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-1212789084998512189</id><published>2008-06-19T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T16:05:02.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How cool is that?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to my playlist, wondering what to write about, and, suddenly, it hit me like a angry kickboxer. I should write about my favorite songs!!! I probably have already written about this, but I figured it was an interesting subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gold Lion by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs- I didn't like the Yeah Yeah Yeahs when I first heard them, but now they are one of my favorite bands. I especially like "Gold Lion" because it is a catchy song that sounds REALLY cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't Let Go by Death of the Cool- I love this song. It didn't really like it at first, but now that I have played it on Rockband, I found myself singing it when I was reading my email...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El Scorcho by Weezer- This only comes in a close tie with "Say It Ain't So", and the lyrics are so random that it is fun to sing....and it has an easy guitar part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wave of Mutilation by Pixies- This song is just plain awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orange Crush by REM- I have no clue what this song is about ("I've go my spine, I've got my Orange Crush..." "High up on the roof, thin the blood")...but it's a cool song, despite my knowledge about what is really is about....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Offender by The Hives- The coolest band from Sweden, one of the coolest bands on Rockband...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reptilia by The Strokes- This is an awesome song that I can get stuck in people's heads (right, Bonita?)! Plus, the Music Video was hilarious...they are so into the song that it's like they're in the zone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hysteria by Muse- This song sounds so cool, and the words fit with Twilight's story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3's and 7's by Queens of the Stone Age- I am still in love with this song, even though I have heard it SO many times! The riff is what makes me love it, it's so catchy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smells Like Teen Spirit by Nirvana- I love any song with a cool guitar part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Iron Lung by Radiohead- 'Cuz "Creep" is too darn depressing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you were wondering why that crap is on my playlist....their you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Lauren&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-1212789084998512189?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/1212789084998512189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=1212789084998512189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/1212789084998512189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/1212789084998512189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-cool-is-that.html' title='How cool is that?'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-7695995128225465097</id><published>2008-06-18T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T14:25:27.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, My Blog is OLD!!!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing my routine blog-check up today, and I relized that I have written a TON of stuff!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the things I have written about since my blog started:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-PE&lt;br /&gt;-Music&lt;br /&gt;-Guitar Hero&lt;br /&gt;-Flowers&lt;br /&gt;-Band Geeks&lt;br /&gt;-Tina&lt;br /&gt;-Llamas&lt;br /&gt;-My Blog&lt;br /&gt;-California&lt;br /&gt;-Pools&lt;br /&gt;-The last day of School&lt;br /&gt;-The Bus&lt;br /&gt;-Purple Fruit Dip&lt;br /&gt;-Websites&lt;br /&gt;-Blogger&lt;br /&gt;-Friends&lt;br /&gt;-TV&lt;br /&gt;-Rockband&lt;br /&gt;-Guitars&lt;br /&gt;-The color green&lt;br /&gt;-Uglydolls&lt;br /&gt;-Donuts&lt;br /&gt;-Notebook Babies&lt;br /&gt;-Cake&lt;br /&gt;-Birthdays&lt;br /&gt;-FUN-erals&lt;br /&gt;-Blog Layouts&lt;br /&gt;-Makeovers&lt;br /&gt;-iPods&lt;br /&gt;-Saving the World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought you would want to know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was looking at how many posts I have written, and it's coming to 40 posts!!! Wow! You know your blog is old when you have over 10 posts on it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesome Wendsday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-7695995128225465097?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/7695995128225465097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=7695995128225465097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/7695995128225465097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/7695995128225465097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/06/wow-my-blog-is-old.html' title='Wow, My Blog is OLD!!!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-6410060038113909068</id><published>2008-06-16T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T20:39:03.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Words....</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking today of my favorite words and quotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll show you them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORDS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubbly- It's just fun to say. Bubbbbbbly. Bublllllly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fransisco- Those of you who have seen Elf know what I'm sayin'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't- It just ain't cool not to use ain't. If ain't wasn't around, we wouldn't have angry english teachers, "Say it ain't so", and those little sayings about not saying ain't 3 times or something....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nova Scotia- Just say it.....doesn't it sound awesome???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onomatopoeia- Not only is it hard to spell, but it sounds awesome, too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Wow! A silent W!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisp- Who's stupid idea was it to put an S in "Lisp"???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUOTES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never take life seriously. Nobody gets out alive anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no stupid questions, just stupid people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I lay in bed looking up at the stars in the sky and I thought to myself, where the heck is the ceiling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A computer once beat me at chess, but it was no match for me at kick boxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He who laughs last didn't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think animal testing is a terrible idea; they get all nervous and give the wrong answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I die, I want to go peacefully like my Grandfather did, in his sleep -- not screaming, like the passengers in his car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son, if you really want something in this life, you have to work for it. Now quiet! They're about to announce the lottery numbers. - Homer Simpson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesome Monday!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-6410060038113909068?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/6410060038113909068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=6410060038113909068' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/6410060038113909068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/6410060038113909068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-favorite-words.html' title='My Favorite Words....'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-4355823911160858930</id><published>2008-06-14T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T13:24:08.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Purple Fruit Dip....Yummy!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today I made fruit dip, but this time with berry flavored cream cheese.....and look what color it was.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211834049090768626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFQndERXTvI/AAAAAAAAAGc/VY8h5nZ37qk/s400/DSCN2668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Now, don't get me wrong....I love purple (POWER AND PRIDE!) but that was just WEIRD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the recipe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRUIT DIP (Not Purple)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 jar of marshmallow fluff (YUM)&lt;br /&gt;1 square of cream cheese (you know, those little packages)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix together on a high speed until combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat with:&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries&lt;br /&gt;Grapes&lt;br /&gt;Apples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PURPLE FRUIT DIP:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 jar of marshmallow fluff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 regular container of berry flavored cream cheese&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 square of normal cream cheese&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mix together&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you too can make purple fruit dip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-4355823911160858930?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/4355823911160858930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=4355823911160858930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4355823911160858930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4355823911160858930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/06/purple-fruit-dipyummy.html' title='Purple Fruit Dip....Yummy!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFQndERXTvI/AAAAAAAAAGc/VY8h5nZ37qk/s72-c/DSCN2668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-9088997878755073949</id><published>2008-06-14T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T12:55:35.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Up?</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, I know some of you (eh hem, Mom) were complaining about the orange words and about the fact that they couldn't see them (not that you really need to see them in the first place, they are just links...). So, just for you (Mom) I changed the "peach" to dark orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you can see it a little better, Mom! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, some of you responded to my email about blog makeovers. I was surprised at how many people liked the makeovers I gave their blogs. No angry mobs or complaint emails, that's all I know!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, any of you who want me to make over your blog (or make you a blog) just email me at &lt;a href="mailto:tallgirl_4444@yahoo.com"&gt;tallgirl_4444@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt; with your favorite colors and patterns and what you want the overall look of your blog to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know what tomorow is....IT'S FATHER'S DAY! And since all of you like the blogs that Glasses makes, I made a Father's Day blog called "The Dad Blog" the address is &lt;a href="http://www.thefatherblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.thefatherblog.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. I made it especially (uh, I don't know how to spell that.....) for good ol' Dad's day! Make sure you visit it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of blogs, if you haven't noticed, I made a video blog. The address of my video blog is &lt;a href="http://www.theworldisawesomevideos.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.theworldisawesomevideos.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;, and I have all of my YouTube videos (LaurenBlogs is my username) on their. "Hollisterphobia" was a big hit with my friends, so you might like that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-9088997878755073949?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/9088997878755073949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=9088997878755073949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/9088997878755073949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/9088997878755073949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/06/whats-up.html' title='What&apos;s Up?'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-425397190361096219</id><published>2008-06-13T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T12:43:52.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S FRIDAY THE 13th!!! AHHHH!!!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY FRIDAY THE 13TH!!! Hope you day is filled with superstitious anxiety! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to put 13 things that I like on this post....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU DON'T LIKE PEOPLE TALKING ABOUT STUFF THEY LIKE....JUST SKIP ALL OF THIS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS I LIKE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Guitars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like guitars....ecpecially these guitars:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFK0dl1-RKI/AAAAAAAAADk/ESB9TnOkz0k/s1600-h/GUITAR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFK0dl1-RKI/AAAAAAAAADk/ESB9TnOkz0k/s400/GUITAR.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211426139288781986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fender Stratocaster (also used as the Rockband controller, and an overall awesome guitar).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFK0zBfBTGI/AAAAAAAAADs/WxTe5rIfx5w/s1600-h/GUITAR+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFK0zBfBTGI/AAAAAAAAADs/WxTe5rIfx5w/s400/GUITAR+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211426507485957218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this one is the Les Paul, but I'm not sure.... it's on GuitarHero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: Converse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, duh! I have a picture of them right at the top of my blog!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&lt;br /&gt;href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFK1Mcfj5SI/AAAAAAAAAD0/iDbyf-QvTMo/s1600-h/converse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFK1Mcfj5SI/AAAAAAAAAD0/iDbyf-QvTMo/s400/converse.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211426944232711458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFK1cH4wu8I/AAAAAAAAAD8/QWc_xfChvSI/s1600-h/coverse2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFK1cH4wu8I/AAAAAAAAAD8/QWc_xfChvSI/s400/coverse2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211427213579172802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't like chocolate? Nobody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFK14z4I0pI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cNUtQL4Bh7c/s1600-h/CHOCOLATE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFK14z4I0pI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cNUtQL4Bh7c/s400/CHOCOLATE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211427706424054418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFK2AhcnvFI/AAAAAAAAAEM/EaI5eJ4btzY/s1600-h/CHOCOLATE+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFK2AhcnvFI/AAAAAAAAAEM/EaI5eJ4btzY/s400/CHOCOLATE+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211427838915755090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4: Rockband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFK2jAD8_DI/AAAAAAAAAEU/G8M6HwgSBcU/s1600-h/ROCKBAND.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFK2jAD8_DI/AAAAAAAAAEU/G8M6HwgSBcU/s400/ROCKBAND.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211428431249341490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFK2rxY9K9I/AAAAAAAAAEc/yywlbUcdi2o/s1600-h/ROCKBAND+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFK2rxY9K9I/AAAAAAAAAEc/yywlbUcdi2o/s400/ROCKBAND+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211428581929724882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5: Utah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utah is awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFK3HlYpebI/AAAAAAAAAEk/07fIGrOnVuM/s1600-h/UTAH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFK3HlYpebI/AAAAAAAAAEk/07fIGrOnVuM/s400/UTAH.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211429059743545778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6: The Color Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green is pretty....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFK_i3PpRkI/AAAAAAAAAEs/mKYoW-niHnk/s1600-h/GREEN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFK_i3PpRkI/AAAAAAAAAEs/mKYoW-niHnk/s400/GREEN.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211438324487112258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFK_te4dfqI/AAAAAAAAAE0/t1sqrF3Q9lY/s1600-h/greeen+eyes.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFK_te4dfqI/AAAAAAAAAE0/t1sqrF3Q9lY/s400/greeen+eyes.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211438506925981346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7: Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't like cake!?! It's freaking delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFLA-iiyQJI/AAAAAAAAAE8/J0Pla8-ApVQ/s1600-h/YUMMY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFLA-iiyQJI/AAAAAAAAAE8/J0Pla8-ApVQ/s400/YUMMY.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211439899478212754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFLBFisUFCI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ZYsL2Sp2miM/s1600-h/YUMMY+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFLBFisUFCI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ZYsL2Sp2miM/s400/YUMMY+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211440019777262626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8: Uglydolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're cute in an ugly way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFLB24Nl3jI/AAAAAAAAAFM/3nyTsLKIxjc/s1600-h/TOODEE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFLB24Nl3jI/AAAAAAAAAFM/3nyTsLKIxjc/s400/TOODEE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211440867367575090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFLB_jEALdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/yJw21pODou0/s1600-h/TRAY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFLB_jEALdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/yJw21pODou0/s400/TRAY.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211441016309034450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9: Youtube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like youtube...do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFLCYX9O7_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/TTLd51wVBKc/s1600-h/YOUTUBE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFLCYX9O7_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/TTLd51wVBKc/s400/YOUTUBE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211441442824581106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10: Cellos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my cello!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFLC2g8i1eI/AAAAAAAAAFk/hMj2CyDhL1o/s1600-h/CELLO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFLC2g8i1eI/AAAAAAAAAFk/hMj2CyDhL1o/s400/CELLO.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211441960633685474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11: Cell Phones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to text people with my cell phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFLDftvR9YI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ehbj2d0ud14/s1600-h/CELLPHONE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFLDftvR9YI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ehbj2d0ud14/s400/CELLPHONE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211442668442350978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12: Donuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFLEBdrv5XI/AAAAAAAAAF8/GlXaQSz1IAk/s1600-h/DONUT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFLEBdrv5XI/AAAAAAAAAF8/GlXaQSz1IAk/s400/DONUT.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211443248248120690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFLEKhPk9NI/AAAAAAAAAGE/kYOvfhoIphk/s1600-h/DONUTS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFLEKhPk9NI/AAAAAAAAAGE/kYOvfhoIphk/s400/DONUTS.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211443403822527698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13: My iPod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an iPod Touch (NOT AN iTOUCH!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFLEk1o1ZWI/AAAAAAAAAGM/IBII3akCrP0/s1600-h/IPOD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFLEk1o1ZWI/AAAAAAAAAGM/IBII3akCrP0/s400/IPOD.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211443855973770594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFLEr4cY8NI/AAAAAAAAAGU/RFrDi10XAxs/s1600-h/IPOD2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFLEr4cY8NI/AAAAAAAAAGU/RFrDi10XAxs/s400/IPOD2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211443976985964754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those are my 13 favorite things....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesome Friday the 13th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Check out my Video Blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-425397190361096219?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/425397190361096219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=425397190361096219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/425397190361096219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/425397190361096219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-friday-13th-ahhhh.html' title='IT&apos;S FRIDAY THE 13th!!! AHHHH!!!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SFK0dl1-RKI/AAAAAAAAADk/ESB9TnOkz0k/s72-c/GUITAR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-9043227776861597123</id><published>2008-06-13T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T10:50:24.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Twilight Guy</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this video on YouTube and thought it was pretty funny....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIT! Don't click play!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO TO THE BOTTOM OF THE PAGE AND TURN OFF THE MUSIC PLAYER OR IT WILL MESS UP THE VIDEO'S SOUND...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6BQVxIwYTzI&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6BQVxIwYTzI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesome day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-9043227776861597123?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/9043227776861597123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=9043227776861597123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/9043227776861597123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/9043227776861597123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/06/twilight-guy.html' title='The Twilight Guy'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-3021953372679668489</id><published>2008-06-12T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T15:42:14.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #30!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have now officially posted 30 posts on this blog. How exciting!!!!!!Woo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in honor of post # 30, I will post 30 of my favorite webisites (in no particular order...)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.ebay.com/"&gt;Ebay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.rockband.com/"&gt;Rockband's Official Website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.thehawsfamilyblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Mom's Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.overstock.com/"&gt;Overstock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.ae.com/"&gt;American Eagle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://store.alloy.com/browse.do?categoryKey=apparel&amp;shopnavTrack=apparel&amp;radid=21075S29675870&amp;cmpid=21075S29675870"&gt;Alloy Clothing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.leeloublogs.blogspot.com/"&gt;LeeLou Blogs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.bonitasmind.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bonita's Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/"&gt;Stephenie Meyer's Website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.hatchadventures.blogspot.com/"&gt;Becca's Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/"&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.yahoo.com/"&gt;Yahoo!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.meez.com/"&gt;Meez&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.hollisterco.com/"&gt;Hollister&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.amazingcounters.com/?ref=gad033"&gt;Free Blog Counters &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.myfamily.com"&gt;MyFamily&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.forever21.com/"&gt;Forever 21&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/"&gt;The Official LDS Website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.playlist.com/"&gt;Playlist.Com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.allrecipes.com/"&gt;AllRecipes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.jerno.blogspot.com/"&gt;Milan's Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.icarly.com/"&gt;iCarly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.clubpenguin.com/"&gt;Club Penguin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.bored.com/"&gt;Bored.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://twilightthemovie.com/"&gt;The Twilight Movie Website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.craigslist.org/"&gt;Craig's List&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.webkinz.com/"&gt;Webkinz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, last but not least....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;Blogger&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesome day!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-3021953372679668489?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/3021953372679668489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=3021953372679668489' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/3021953372679668489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/3021953372679668489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/06/post-30.html' title='Post #30!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-2612387458491970384</id><published>2008-06-12T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T14:11:24.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Interview With Milan</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm going to interview my little brother Milan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(His blog is www.jerno.blogspot.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: If you could have any superpower, what would it be and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:It would be invisibility. Cuz Ellyse would ask me that question and I would dissapear and say "I'm invisible already!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:If you could live anywhere in the world, where would you live and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:I would live next to Grandma's huse, because she's really nice. I could visit her every day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:What is your favorite thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:It would be playing with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:What is your favorite color and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:Blue because it's a cool color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:What is your favorite flavor of ice cream and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:Chocolate. Cuz it tastes really good with sprinkles and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:What is your favorite website?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:Club Penguin. Cuz you can buy stuff and make your own penguin and change the color and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:Do you like school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:Not very much. Cuz you have to stay there for like 6 hours and stuff and learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:What is your favorite Pokemon cards and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:Dialga, cuz it's the rarest and one of the most powerfulest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:WHat is your lucky number and why? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: It is 8 because it looks cool and it is made of two circles (and he's almost 8 ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Milan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write about Milan again on his birthday (July 14th).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesome day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-2612387458491970384?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/2612387458491970384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=2612387458491970384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/2612387458491970384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/2612387458491970384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/06/interview-with-milan.html' title='An Interview With Milan'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-7750063627016269542</id><published>2008-06-12T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T13:49:31.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My lil' Bro</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go read my little brother's new blog....it's adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.jerno.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-7750063627016269542?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/7750063627016269542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=7750063627016269542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/7750063627016269542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/7750063627016269542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-lil-bro.html' title='My lil&apos; Bro'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-279016164508276680</id><published>2008-06-10T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T13:23:53.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and My Rockband Skills</title><content type='html'>&lt;STRONG&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/STRONG&gt; I know your bored (like me) so I'm gonna put a video of me playing "Here it Goes Again" by OK GO on Rockband. Before you press play, go to the very bottom of the page and pause the music so you can hear. 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Those people wouldn't want onyone to die...but it made me think. What would I want for my funeral? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a list of things I want at my funeral (when I am like 109...):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FUNERAL:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-people will only cry for an hour&lt;br /&gt;-their will be a huge cake that says "Congratulations, Lauren!" in big pink letters&lt;br /&gt;-I will have all of my favorite authors their to sign books&lt;br /&gt;-their will be free samples of my favorite things&lt;br /&gt;-my playlist will be played&lt;br /&gt;-my coffin will be bedazzled with pink rhinestones&lt;br /&gt;-everyone will wear any color they want, as long as it's not black&lt;br /&gt;-their will be pink gerbera daisies EVERYWHERE (and I mean, EVERYWHERE)&lt;br /&gt;-their will be a dance contest&lt;br /&gt;-their will be famous singers singing their most upbeat songs&lt;br /&gt;-their will be a psychologist their to cheer up sad people&lt;br /&gt;-their will be a clown to make balloon animals&lt;br /&gt;-Zac Efron, Vanessa Hudgens, Paris Hilton, Lauren Conrad, and Britney Spears will be their (if they aren't dead yet)&lt;br /&gt;-anyone who wants to come will be invited&lt;br /&gt;-LOTS OF CONFETTI&lt;br /&gt;-and lots of flowers on my grave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for those of you who where wondering what my funeral will look like....their you go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesome day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-982382839518100415?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/982382839518100415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=982382839518100415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/982382839518100415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/982382839518100415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/06/hmm.html' title='Hmm....'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-117710317971965346</id><published>2008-06-09T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T11:03:50.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Were a Rockstar...</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was playing rockband the other day, and I thought to myself, how do real rocktars remember this stuff? Especially the guitarists...they have to remember complicated solos and stuff! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I asked my mom. She said that they probobly practice so much, they memorize them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that would be really hard! I can't memorize my cello music! How do they do that? It's like magic or something....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be kind of easy for the singer because they only have to remember words, but the drummers have to remember the correct beats, the bassists have to remember how to play each song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some bands play like a gazillion songs! How do they do that??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm sure I'll figure it out when I become a famous rockstar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesome Monday!&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-117710317971965346?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/117710317971965346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=117710317971965346' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/117710317971965346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/117710317971965346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/06/if-i-were-rockstar.html' title='If I Were a Rockstar...'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-2778854035418673216</id><published>2008-06-06T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T11:41:44.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Interveiw with Miranda....</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at Bonitas house with Miranda, and they were gonna do an interview. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonita started out typing it, but I got so ticked off at her because she is a SLOWWWW typist. So, I went over their and typed an interveiw, and since I typed it, I'm going to put it up here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE NOTE: I typed it word for word...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Q:So, what do you think of my freaky family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:Um, well, that one (Laura) is OK, and that one (JoAnna) is odd just kidding, and this one (Gloria) is quietisher than the other people. And Sara, well, I haven't seen much of Sara. Oh yeah, Melisa, I want to meet her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:You looking forward to next year, with Mrs. Archer, the devil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:Mrs Archer, ah Mrs. Archeer, she's an awesome lady, and Bonita is just overreacting to her bipolarness. 'Cuz she's all, GRRR with a mad face and then she's all HAHAHA happy face! Um um um and she doesn't like Bonita, 'cuz Bonita's better than her on viola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:Looking forward to seeing Chaaaaaad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:Who's Chad???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:What are your views on pancakes in America (that's not a metaphor, it's a serious question. I'm dead serious with this Miranda.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:Oh, the of then um, unavoidable (how do you spell that? I don't know!!!) pancake question! I think they should be banned (Bonita: I like pancakes.)!!! MWAHAHAHAHHA, MWAHAHAHAHA! Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:If you were a book jacket what would be on you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:Not Twilight! 'Cuz Twilight it's the evilest book in the universe!!!Icky icky icky! I would have a dundundundummmmmm... SOFTBALL! 'Cuz softball is the awesomest thing in the universe!!!Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: If you were a shoplifter, what would be your master plan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:Well, if I tell you, I will be put in jail. But, fine I guess I'll tell you 'cuz your my frieeeeeends. Walk into the store, take my trusty softball bat, which I have hit many homeruns with, and be like BAM BAM BAM to the cameras (Bonita: But there's normally no more than 3 cameras in the store...) fine, I'd wear a mask! And then I'd sing like the Mission Impossible theme.*Miranda runs around, dancing, and singing a random set of notes that are suppost to be the Mission Impossible theme. Then she steals a box of Cocoa Puffs, that are mixed with chocolate and vanilla, they are new!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:If chickens fell from the sky, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:"Chickens keep falling on my head!&lt;br /&gt;Uh, I don't know the rest of the wooooords!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If chicken fell from the sky, I would...I would call all my friends and start a bonfire, them we would have chicken strips, chicken nuggets, chicken wraps, chicken ice cream, YEAH WOO! Chicken Icees, you know, "the Works" (Bonita threatens her sister's lives...) Oh, um, um, I wouldn't invite the vegetarians, they would be party poopers! They would say," OH NO DON'T EAT THE CHICKENS!!! THEY HAVE FEELINGS, TOO!!!"Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:What's the most randomest conversation you've ever had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: With me, with Morgan and I, we are sitting on the phone, or talking on the phone, talking, and she's like hold on and she's like BURP! And I'm like What are you doing, and she's like, I'm burping, and I'm like let me go get a Diet Coke, too, and we start burping to each other on the phone. I have odd friends, and Bonita's one of them. Don't type that!!!! Lauren!!! NEXT QUESTION!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:*Laura sings**Bonita thinks**Laura sings about chickens**Bonita suggests that we ask a question* *Bonita thinks* What do you think about Laura's singing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: THE WORLD'S GONNA END!!! THE WORLD'S GONNA END! *Laura continues**Bonita threatens Lauras life**Laura yells so I can't here anyone* Uh, mirrors start to crack*Miranda pats Laura on the back because she is choking to death** Laura coughs on me**She yells in my ear**Bonta moves on*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:What is your favorite shape of pillow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:I would have to say that I don't want a normal square pillow *Bonita hugs square pillow* the people who have square pillows are just so UNCOOL and BORING *Bonita says "STOP IT OFF, GLORIA!"**Laura comes back**Miranda laughs**Miranda snorts from laughing**Lauren laughs inside**Laura suggests that we sacrifice her because she's a chicken**Laura says Miranda is beating her up**JoAnna talks and talks and talks and talks**Laura says we should eat her (But that would be cannibalism.....)*We went from pillow to chickens!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, what I mean? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesome Friday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-2778854035418673216?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/2778854035418673216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=2778854035418673216' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/2778854035418673216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/2778854035418673216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/06/interveiw-with-miranda.html' title='An Interveiw with Miranda....'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-4491259188516866672</id><published>2008-06-02T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T12:02:02.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Twilight Playlist</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as most of you have figured out, I LOVE the books Stephenie Meyer has written (Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, The Host). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in honor of Breaking Dawn coming out, I made a Twilight Playlist. If I have your email, you already had it emailed to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE TWILIGHT PLAYLIST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I was bored. So, then, I went onto iTunes and looked up Muse, because first of all, they are on Guitar Hero, and second, Stephenie Meyer says they are awesome. I listened to "Hysteria", and I relized, they ARE awesome! So, then I looked up the lyrics, just out of curiousity, and relized they fit almost perfectly into the Twilight storyline. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I made a list of songs that seem to fit, and I put why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONG 1: Hysteria by Muse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose this one becaise of the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's bugging me, grating me&lt;br /&gt;and twisting me around&lt;br /&gt;yeah i'm endlessly caving in&lt;br /&gt;and turning inside out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause i want it now&lt;br /&gt;i want it now&lt;br /&gt;give me your heart and you soul&lt;br /&gt;and i'm breaking out &lt;br /&gt;i'm breaking out&lt;br /&gt;last chance to lose control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's holding me, morphing me&lt;br /&gt;and forcing me to strive&lt;br /&gt;to be endlessly cold within&lt;br /&gt;and dreaming i'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause i want it now&lt;br /&gt;i want it now&lt;br /&gt;give me your heart and your soul&lt;br /&gt;and i'm breaking down &lt;br /&gt;i'm breaking out&lt;br /&gt;last chance to lose control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and want you now&lt;br /&gt;i want you now&lt;br /&gt;i'll feel my heart implode&lt;br /&gt;and i'm breaking out&lt;br /&gt;escaping now&lt;br /&gt;feeling my faith erode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like somethiong Edward would say (referring to Bella's blood). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONG 2:Are Your Gonna Be My Girl by Jet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main lines (that everyone seems to know) are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, 1-2-3 take my hand and come with me, cuz' you look so fine that I really wanna make you mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, 4-5-6 come on and get your kicks, cuz' you don't need money with a face like that, do you honey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, that seemed to me like something Jacob or Edward would say to Bella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONG 3: 3's and 7's by Queens of the Stone Age&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics seem to be what Edward would say when he left in New Moon. It may not seem like it, but when you think about it, it fits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie, lie to my face&lt;br /&gt;Tell me it ain’t no thing&lt;br /&gt;That’s what I wanna hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take, your lie to the grave&lt;br /&gt;That’s what an old friend told me&lt;br /&gt;Look what it did for him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth hurts so bad, wouldn’t you say?&lt;br /&gt;So why tell it?&lt;br /&gt;If ignorance is bliss, then I’m in&lt;br /&gt;Heaven now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run, you’ll never escape&lt;br /&gt;You see, you’ll go nowhere&lt;br /&gt;Based on who you appear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broke, played your ace&lt;br /&gt;Turn into sweet no-things&lt;br /&gt;Kiss you goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth hurts so bad, wouldn’t you say?&lt;br /&gt;So why tell it?&lt;br /&gt;If ignorance is bliss, then I’m in&lt;br /&gt;Heaven now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep going over and over again&lt;br /&gt;The never ending places I’ve never been&lt;br /&gt;No one is catching on&lt;br /&gt;Callin’ my bluff&lt;br /&gt;The devil made me holier than I’ve ever been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’d you do?&lt;br /&gt;Say it with a smile, boy&lt;br /&gt;Making us all forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’d you do?&lt;br /&gt;Say it with a smile, boy&lt;br /&gt;Making us all forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making us all forget&lt;br /&gt;Making us all forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I mean? It fits. He wants everyone to forget about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONG 4:El Scorcho by Weezer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, some of you might be thinking,"What the frick, Lauren? These songs stink!". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this one might be a little off, but I think this is what Jacob and other Bella boyfriend wannabe's would say. Or Edward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked you to go to the Green Day concert&lt;br /&gt;You said you never heard of them (how cool is that)&lt;br /&gt;How cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;So I went to your room and read your diary:&lt;br /&gt;Watching Grunge leg drop New-Jack through a presstable...&lt;br /&gt;And then my heart stopped:&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Cio-Cio San, fall in love all over again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lot like you so please, hello, I'm here, I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I think I'd be good for you and you'd be good for me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How stupid is it? I can't talk about it&lt;br /&gt;I gotta sing about it and make a record of my heart&lt;br /&gt;How stupid is it? Won't you gimme a minute&lt;br /&gt;Just come up to me&lt;br /&gt;And say hello to my heart&lt;br /&gt;How stupid is it? For all I know you want me too&lt;br /&gt;And maybe you just don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe you're scared to say: 'I'm falling for you' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could get my head out of the sand&lt;br /&gt;Cos I think we'd make a good team&lt;br /&gt;And you would keep my fingernails clean&lt;br /&gt;But that's just a stupid dream that I won't realize&lt;br /&gt;Cos I can't even look in your eyes without shaking, and I ain't faking&lt;br /&gt;I'll bring home the turkey if you bring home the bacon &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lot like you so please, hello, I'm here, I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I think I'd be good for you and you'd be good for me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lot like you&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lot like you&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lot like you&lt;br /&gt;And I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I think I'd be good for you and you'd be good for me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might be more of an Edward song, because it says "And then my heart stopped"...but I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONG 5:Reptilia by The Strokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This seems like a song that fits with how Jacob migh have reacted when Edward and Bella announce their engagement, or when Edward comes back and feels guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He seemed impressed by the way you came in.&lt;br /&gt;"Tell us a story&lt;br /&gt;I know you're not boring"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was afraid that you would not insist.&lt;br /&gt;"You sound so sleepy&lt;br /&gt;just take this, now leave me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said please don't slow me down&lt;br /&gt;If I'm going too fast&lt;br /&gt;You're in a strange part of our town...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the night's not over&lt;br /&gt;You're not trying hard enough,&lt;br /&gt;Our lives are changing lanes&lt;br /&gt;You ran me off the road,&lt;br /&gt;The wait is over&lt;br /&gt;I'm now taking over,&lt;br /&gt;You're no longer laughing&lt;br /&gt;I'm not drowning fast enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now every time that I look at myself&lt;br /&gt;"I thought I told you&lt;br /&gt;this world is not for you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room is on fire as she's fixing her hair&lt;br /&gt;"you sound so angry&lt;br /&gt;just calm down, you found me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said please don't slow me down&lt;br /&gt;If I'm going too fast&lt;br /&gt;You're in a strange part of our town...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the night's not over&lt;br /&gt;You're not trying hard enough,&lt;br /&gt;Our lives are changing lanes&lt;br /&gt;You ran me off the road,&lt;br /&gt;The wait is over&lt;br /&gt;I'm now taking over,&lt;br /&gt;You're no longer laughing&lt;br /&gt;I'm not drowning fast enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, it could be for when Edward saves Bella from being mugged in Twilight (ex."You're in a strange part of our town".)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONG 6:Sunrise by Norah Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song seems like a song to describe Bella when she wakes up with Edward there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunrise &lt;br /&gt;Sunrise &lt;br /&gt;Looks like morning in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;But the clock's held 9:15 for hours &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunrise &lt;br /&gt;Sunrise &lt;br /&gt;Couldn't tempt us if it tried &lt;br /&gt;Cuz the afternoon's already come and gone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I said &lt;br /&gt;Hooo, hooo, hooo &lt;br /&gt;To you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise &lt;br /&gt;Surprise &lt;br /&gt;Couldn't find it in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;But I'm sure it's written all over my face &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise &lt;br /&gt;Surprise &lt;br /&gt;Never something I could hide &lt;br /&gt;When I see we made it through another day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I say &lt;br /&gt;Hooo, hooo, hooo &lt;br /&gt;To you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the night &lt;br /&gt;Will throw its cover down, ooo, on me again &lt;br /&gt;Ooh, and if I'm right &lt;br /&gt;It's the only way to bring me back &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooo, hooo, hooo &lt;br /&gt;To you &lt;br /&gt;Hooo, yeah, hooo, hooo &lt;br /&gt;To you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I think it fits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONG 7: I Get By by Honest Bob and the Factory-to-Dealer Incentives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This seems like a song that Jacob would sing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had you I'd hold you like a guitar &lt;br /&gt;I could slay you with a well-placed F sharp barre &lt;br /&gt;If you don't want to hear that tune I'll leave my fingers where they are &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every time I see your face I want to touch it &lt;br /&gt;And I know I'll never touch it &lt;br /&gt;I get by, I get by &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't tell how hard I tried &lt;br /&gt;I can't reveal what I can't hide &lt;br /&gt;I said that I was fine, I lied &lt;br /&gt;But I can stick around and see you smile from the side &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say William Shakespeare had the right idea &lt;br /&gt;Put your passion in a poem she won't hear &lt;br /&gt;If your heart is whole again you can publish it next year &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every time I see your neck I want to kiss it &lt;br /&gt;And I know I'll never kiss it &lt;br /&gt;I get by, I get by &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've been in my head too long &lt;br /&gt;To know when what I think is wrong &lt;br /&gt;But I can write another song &lt;br /&gt;And I can stick around and see you as you sing along &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had another set of words to use instead of what I'm singing here &lt;br /&gt;The rhymes were intricate and every line was filled with alliteration and the best poetic tricks &lt;br /&gt;It demonstrated just how clearly I'm the perfect guy for you to hear &lt;br /&gt;But in reality perfection isn't really what we want so we just throw words at the page &lt;br /&gt;And we call it a masterpiece if any part of it sticks &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting on another bright idea &lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting on another bright idea &lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting on another bright idea &lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting on another bright idea &lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting on another bright idea &lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting on another bright idea &lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting on another bright idea &lt;br /&gt;I've been working on a song that you won't hear &lt;br /&gt;I've been working on a song that you won't hear &lt;br /&gt;I've been working on a song for you, dear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everybody tells me that I'm fine &lt;br /&gt;And everybody tells me not to mind &lt;br /&gt;And everybody says just toe the line &lt;br /&gt;And everybody tells me that the world was made for me to play in but I don't believe them &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even relize that this song fit until today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONG 8:Just a Ride by Jem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This seems what Bella feels like about being human:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life, its ever so strange&lt;br /&gt;Its so full of change&lt;br /&gt;Think that youve worked it out&lt;br /&gt;then BANG&lt;br /&gt;Right out of the blue&lt;br /&gt;Something happens to you&lt;br /&gt;To throw you off course&lt;br /&gt;and then you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakdown&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you breakdown&lt;br /&gt;Well dont you breakdown&lt;br /&gt;Listen to me&lt;br /&gt;Because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just a ride, its just a ride&lt;br /&gt;no need to run, no need to hide&lt;br /&gt;Itll take you round and round&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes youre up&lt;br /&gt;sometimes youre down&lt;br /&gt;Its just a ride, its just a ride&lt;br /&gt;dont be scared&lt;br /&gt;dont hide your eyes&lt;br /&gt;It may feel so real inside&lt;br /&gt;but dont forget its just a ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth, we dont wanna hear&lt;br /&gt;Its too much to take&lt;br /&gt;Dont like to feel out of control&lt;br /&gt;So we make our plans&lt;br /&gt;Ten times a day&lt;br /&gt;And when they dont go&lt;br /&gt;our way we&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakdown&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we breakdown&lt;br /&gt;Well dont you breakdown&lt;br /&gt;Listen to me&lt;br /&gt;Because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just a ride, its just a ride&lt;br /&gt;no need to run, no need to hide&lt;br /&gt;Itll take you round and round&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes youre up&lt;br /&gt;sometimes youre down&lt;br /&gt;Its just a ride, its just a ride&lt;br /&gt;dont be scared&lt;br /&gt;dont hide your eyes&lt;br /&gt;It may feel so real inside&lt;br /&gt;but dont forget its just a ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, oh so very slowly&lt;br /&gt;except that&lt;br /&gt;theres no getting off&lt;br /&gt;So live it, just gotta go with it&lt;br /&gt;coz this rides, never gonna stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakdown&lt;br /&gt;Dont you breakdown&lt;br /&gt;No need to breakdown&lt;br /&gt;No need at all&lt;br /&gt;Because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just a ride, its just a ride&lt;br /&gt;no need to run, no need to hide&lt;br /&gt;Itll take you all around&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes youre up&lt;br /&gt;sometimes youre down&lt;br /&gt;Its just a ride, its just a ride&lt;br /&gt;dont be scared now&lt;br /&gt;dry your eyes&lt;br /&gt;It may feel so real inside&lt;br /&gt;but dont forget enjoy the ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, it may be something Alice would tell Bella about being human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONG 9:Anyone Else But You by The Moldy Peaches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an awesome song from Juno that seems to describe that Edward and Bella would say about eachother:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a part time lover and a full time friend&lt;br /&gt;The monkey on you're back is the latest trend&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kiss you on the brain in the shadow of a train&lt;br /&gt;I kiss you all starry eyed, my body's swinging from side to side&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the church and here is the steeple&lt;br /&gt;We sure are cute for two ugly people&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pebbles forgive me, the trees forgive me&lt;br /&gt;So why can't, you forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will find my nitch in your car&lt;br /&gt;With my mp3 DVD rumple-packed guitar&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Du du du du du du dudu&lt;br /&gt;Du du du du du du dudu&lt;br /&gt;Du du du du du du dudu du&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up up down down left right left right B A start&lt;br /&gt;Just because we use cheats doesn't mean we're not smart&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are always trying to keep it real&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with how you feel&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both have shiny happy fits of rage&lt;br /&gt;You want more fans, I want more stage&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cute! That's a sweet song....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONG 10: Vampire by Antsy Pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another cheesy song from Juno:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a vampire&lt;br /&gt;I am a vampire&lt;br /&gt;I am a vampire&lt;br /&gt;I am a vampire&lt;br /&gt;I am a vampire&lt;br /&gt;vampire&lt;br /&gt;I am a vampire&lt;br /&gt;I have lost my fangs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a vampire&lt;br /&gt;I am a vampire&lt;br /&gt;I am a vampire&lt;br /&gt;I have lost my fangs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm sad and i feel lonely&lt;br /&gt;So I cry and I'm very angry&lt;br /&gt;And I hate some girl lately&lt;br /&gt;So I'm so no more sad and&lt;br /&gt;ache yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a vampire and I am looking in the city&lt;br /&gt;Pretty girls don't look at me&lt;br /&gt;Don't look at me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't have my fangs&lt;br /&gt;but I have lost my fangs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a vampire&lt;br /&gt;I am a vampire&lt;br /&gt;I have lost my mouth again&lt;br /&gt;I am a vampire&lt;br /&gt;I am a vampire&lt;br /&gt;I have lost my mouth again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it coesn't really fit, but it says vampire in it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that was an awesome playlist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, did you like it? I liked making it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-4491259188516866672?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/4491259188516866672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=4491259188516866672' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4491259188516866672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4491259188516866672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/06/twilight-playlist.html' title='The Twilight Playlist'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-3315273963621946981</id><published>2008-06-01T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T17:54:10.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking Dawn!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who are Twi-hards (like me), I found the first chapter of &lt;em&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/em&gt;, and here is the link to it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ew.com/ew/article/0,,20203238,00.html"&gt;http://www.ew.com/ew/article/0,,20203238,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm SO excited! READ IT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-3315273963621946981?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/3315273963621946981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=3315273963621946981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/3315273963621946981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/3315273963621946981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/06/breaking-dawn.html' title='Breaking Dawn!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-2188368920473542292</id><published>2008-05-30T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T13:58:21.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Contents of My Brain.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SEBqU9_nRsI/AAAAAAAAACs/pMXEE7T03MQ/s1600-h/laurensbrain.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SEBqU9_nRsI/AAAAAAAAACs/pMXEE7T03MQ/s400/laurensbrain.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206278077711599298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-2188368920473542292?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/2188368920473542292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=2188368920473542292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/2188368920473542292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/2188368920473542292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/05/contents-of-my-brain.html' title='The Contents of My Brain.....'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SEBqU9_nRsI/AAAAAAAAACs/pMXEE7T03MQ/s72-c/laurensbrain.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-1586506102707116110</id><published>2008-05-29T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T17:24:36.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ow! My eyes!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I went to Costco for my an eye exam so I could get new glasses. Who knew glasses were "medical devices" so you need proof you actually need them. Having a new pair of glasses without a recent eye exam is as crazy to some people who work at the optometry department as someone who wants a cast who hasn't gone to the bone doctor. So, I was in for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited outside the tiny office in an uncomfortable plastic chair, across from two ladies wearing pink scrubs. I filled out paperwork with my mom (hey, mom!)and one of the ladies with the pink scrubs asked me to come to a box thingy. It had these eye tester things and two chairs. I sat in the swively one. I took a glaucoma test and a sight test. Then my eye doctor (Doctor Woo) took me into a room with a chair that looked like a dentists chair. She had me look at stuff, read things, and hand over my glasses so she could figure out what presctription to give me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's where the problems started (DUN DUN DUNNNNNNN). SO then, Dr. Woo dialated my eyes. If you don't know what that is, it is when they put muscle relaxer drops on your eyes so that your pupils get REALLY big and they can see into your eyes. So, she put these drops in my eyes and said walk around for like 10 minutes to let them work. So, I was looking at glasses for like to minutes. There were alot of cool glasses, like these awesome orange ones, but my mom said they were just a little TOO orange. Plus, I don't own anything orange. So, after a while, Dr. Woo asked me to come back into the office so she could look at my eyes. She shined a light into my eyes and took notes, and then said I could go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I stood up and started walking, but all of the sudden, I felt really lighteaded. And my ead was like "Whoa, wait a second! Ah!!!" and I felt like I was gonna black out!!! Holy crapola, it was traumatizing. I had to rush back in, puke, clean my hair, get some water, and eat some crackers. It was SCARY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: Tell optometrist next time that I have a sensitive system, and that my blood sugar drops rapidly when I get muscle relaxers in my eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just an idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-1586506102707116110?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/1586506102707116110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=1586506102707116110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/1586506102707116110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/1586506102707116110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/05/ow-my-eyes.html' title='Ow! My eyes!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-3689538860462082827</id><published>2008-05-27T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T14:11:41.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't stand it!!!!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, since you are all kind of mad at me for denying you access to my blog templates....I'm gonna give you some choices....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some cute templates, and if you like any of them, follow the directions on the page, comment, or email me at lohaws2@gmail.com if you need help...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWIRL FLIP&lt;br /&gt;http://leeloupsswirlflip.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNALYSE&lt;br /&gt;http://leelouannalyse1.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOGAN&lt;br /&gt;http://leeloulogan.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VENUS&lt;br /&gt;http://leelouvenus.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOODLES&lt;br /&gt;http://leeloutoodles.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AVERY&lt;br /&gt;http://leelouavery.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERBER&lt;br /&gt;http://leelougerber.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEEMA&lt;br /&gt;http://leeloumeema.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you need help, just comment or email!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-3689538860462082827?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/3689538860462082827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=3689538860462082827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/3689538860462082827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/3689538860462082827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-cant-stand-it.html' title='I can&apos;t stand it!!!!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-592846182379392765</id><published>2008-05-26T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T19:37:20.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have TONS of personality!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some personality tests, and these are my results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT LIPGLOSS COLOR IS RIGHT FOR ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Wear Mauve Lip Gloss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcolorlipglossshouldyouwearquiz/mauve.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart, polished, and pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorlipglossshouldyouwearquiz/"&gt;What Color Lip Gloss Should You Wear?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY PUNK BAND NAME IS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Punk Band Name Is...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/punkbandnamegenerator/punk.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Happy Cloggs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/punkbandnamegenerator/"&gt;What's Your Punk Band Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT PATTERN IS MY BRAIN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Brain's Pattern&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a tempered, reasonable way of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to take every new idea in, and meld it with your world view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, everything is always changing. Each moment is different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your thinking process tends to be very natural - with no beginnings or endings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/"&gt;What Pattern Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW INDIE AM I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 81% Indie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howindieareyouquiz/indie-5.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so indie, it's kind of amazing that you actually found your way to this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, your tastes are genuinely indie... but sometimes you like something just because it's weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howindieareyouquiz/"&gt;How Indie Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT KIND OF SHOE AM I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are Glass Sandals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofsandalareyouquiz/glass-sandals.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dramatic and unique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're sure to be wearing something no one else is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're not telling anyone where you bought it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofsandalareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Sandal Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS MY EQ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your EQ is 160&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyoureqquiz/eq-7.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two possibilities - you've either out "Dr. Phil-ed" Dr. Phil... or you're a dirty liar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though, your whole "Don't Worry, Be Happy" philosophy is really what defines emotional intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're warm, open, and very optimistic. You know how to act appropriately, even if you don't feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a good communicator, and you have little difficulty with personal relationships - even when you're dealing with difficult people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, you are successful, capable, together person. You get what you want out of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/"&gt;What's Your EQ (Emotional Intelligence Quotient)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT FINGER AM I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Pinky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatfingerareyouquiz/finger-5.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are fiercely independent, and possibly downright weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great communicator, you can get along with almost anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are kind and sympathetic. You support all your friends - and love them for who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get along well with: The Ring Finger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay away from: The Thumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatfingerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Finger Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, last but not least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR VAMPIRE NAME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Vampire Name Is...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/vampirenamegenerator/girl.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Empress of the Far East&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/vampirenamegenerator/"&gt;What's Your Vampire Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, I would have gone with "Lauren Cullen", but, ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-592846182379392765?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/592846182379392765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=592846182379392765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/592846182379392765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/592846182379392765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/05/bored.html' title='I have TONS of personality!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-8853249467155288875</id><published>2008-05-26T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T16:24:30.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greeeeen....</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In response to all of those people who actually care about the environment, I made my blog green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went green!!! Yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yes this is a custom template. No, I'm not giving away where I got it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHAHAHAAAA! I'm so bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm at my aunt Staci's house writing this. This morning, she put makeup on me (GASP), and I took a picture of myself all dolled up, and I sent it to my friends. Here was their response:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIRANDA:Woah. Ur so pretty! Wow u should be a model!U look magnifient darling....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, very funny Miranda! And you should be a comedian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LANA:You look sooooooooo cute! I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, thank you, Lana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's all I got. I guess some people were so awe-struck by my beauty, they didn't respond! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess the makeup's a keeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was walking through Santan Mall today (with this same aunt) and we went to Aeropostale. I heard Joker and the Theif (by Wolfmother) and I sarted singing along. And then I relized...wait! Why am I singing this??? That is so geeky!!! Ahhhh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I like that song even more...It's catchy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy summer!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-8853249467155288875?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/8853249467155288875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=8853249467155288875' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/8853249467155288875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/8853249467155288875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/05/it.html' title='Greeeeen....'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-4297509146109954177</id><published>2008-05-23T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T20:09:36.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7th Grade: Accomplished!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, guess what? SCHOOLS OUT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I MISS SCHOOOOOL!!!I was on the bus on the way home, and I waved goodbye to one of my friends, and I relized I wont see them for 3 WHOLE MONTHS. Are you kidding? I was on the verge of crying. It makes me sad. (Don't worry, the saxophone in the spot next to me was a good listener (why did I agree to hold that retarded thing? It weighs like a gazillion pounds!!!))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in my spare time (I had LOTS of spare time)  I made a list of things I have accomplished this school year....I'm warning you, there are 50 things on the list, so sit back, get some popcorn, and GET READING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS I HAVE ACCOMPLISHED THIS YEAR:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.I had an awesome year&lt;br /&gt;2.I made new friends&lt;br /&gt;3.i figured out how to buy lunch with my ID&lt;br /&gt;4.i got some flippin' sweet teachers&lt;br /&gt;5.I got good grades (4.0!!!)&lt;br /&gt;6.I got a new nickname (Glasses)&lt;br /&gt;7.I learned how to write awesome essays (that earn me perfect scores on my english final)&lt;br /&gt;8.I got a perfect score on my english final (boo ya!)&lt;br /&gt;9.I crammed in lots of new information into my head&lt;br /&gt;10.I got my own seat on the bus (except for sometimes having to share it with a bratty 9th grader who is obsessed with video games, or this kid's saxopohone)&lt;br /&gt;11.I got over my fear of older kids&lt;br /&gt;12.I was called a "Sevy" (Seventh Grader) and I didn't care&lt;br /&gt;13.I finally liked school (for once)&lt;br /&gt;14.I got a yearbook!!!&lt;br /&gt;15.I lived through our swimming unit in PE&lt;br /&gt;16.I got over 30 signatures in my yearbook&lt;br /&gt;17.I got a 1st, 2nd, 3rd hour buddy&lt;br /&gt;18.I have a bunch of 6th grade friends now&lt;br /&gt;19.I got Sonic for late start&lt;br /&gt;20.I got a bunch of 8th grade buddies&lt;br /&gt;21.I'm a ELP Social Stidies and English survivor&lt;br /&gt;22.I read more&lt;br /&gt;23.I got over my fear of speaking in front of people&lt;br /&gt;24.I made people laugh (cuz I'm HILARIOUS)&lt;br /&gt;25.I actually liked history&lt;br /&gt;26.I got 5th place in the spelling bee&lt;br /&gt;27.I took 1/4 of a guitar class&lt;br /&gt;28.I learned new things to do when I was bored&lt;br /&gt;29.I got into Symphony orchestra (Advanced orchestra) at my school&lt;br /&gt;30.I got a 101 percent in Social Studies&lt;br /&gt;31.I liked school food (GASP)&lt;br /&gt;32.I successfully nicknamed my friend Jessica "Kevin"&lt;br /&gt;33.I got Guitar Hero (hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;34.People actually got taller (WOW)&lt;br /&gt;35.I took 1st hour PE&lt;br /&gt;36.I learned how to stick the foil on gumwrappers to stuff&lt;br /&gt;37.I got to know Fremont better&lt;br /&gt;38.I WROTE THIS LIST&lt;br /&gt;39.I didn't get in trouble&lt;br /&gt;40.I learned how to be away from my friends&lt;br /&gt;41.I made like a zillion awesome projects&lt;br /&gt;42.I got over how heavy my bakpack is&lt;br /&gt;43.I was like to coolest mic person in the charity concert&lt;br /&gt;44.I fet the hungry&lt;br /&gt;45.I learned how to tye dye (better luck next year...)&lt;br /&gt;46.I relized I willbe driving in 3 YEARS&lt;br /&gt;47.I lived through 7th grade&lt;br /&gt;48.I met Miranda (Miranda made me write that)&lt;br /&gt;49.I learned how to have fun at school&lt;br /&gt;50.Bonita doodled a picture of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't that AWESOME???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Now I'm like a day into summer and I've run out of things to do!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-4297509146109954177?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/4297509146109954177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=4297509146109954177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4297509146109954177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4297509146109954177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/05/7th-grade-accomplished.html' title='7th Grade: Accomplished!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-2558015685508001031</id><published>2008-05-20T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T19:31:45.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You are not fat!!!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I walked into Social Studies today, and I was like "Wassup, Bonita?" and then I thought GASP! I haven't signed Bonita's yearbook!!! This is an emergency!!! &lt;br /&gt;So then I asked for her yearbook so I could sign it, and she was like "Ok". So I DREW A LIGER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure Bonita loved it (DIDN'T YOU BONITA???).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I also want to talk about Jessica's nickname. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, should I call her Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, Kevin is always telling Alexa she's "fat". So, now I will make a list of my friends who AREN'T fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY FRIENDS WHO ARENT FAT:&lt;br /&gt;~Bonita&lt;br /&gt;~Lana&lt;br /&gt;~Alexa&lt;br /&gt;~Katie&lt;br /&gt;~Miranda&lt;br /&gt;~Jess-KEVIN&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on and on and on and on.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But do you know what? IF YOU THINK YOU ARE FAT AND YOU ARE READING THIS...you aren't fat. I'm just skinnier than you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that made you feel better coughbonitacough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-2558015685508001031?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/2558015685508001031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=2558015685508001031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/2558015685508001031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/2558015685508001031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-have-some-pretty-sweet-drawing-skills.html' title='You are not fat!!!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-2974356855186848927</id><published>2008-05-18T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T09:14:42.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What? Yearbooks???</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, happy Sunday! I hope your Sunday is as happy as mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. this week we got yearbooks at school. It says 40 reasons why we love Fremont on the front. But, I don't know what they all say, because a 9th grader wrote them....that might be bad. But, how would I know, I haven't been paying attention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that some people look STUPID in their yearbook pictures. I can totally see what happened ob picture day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photographer: Ok, smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid: Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P:Uh, this is your yearbook picture! You will want to remember this year FOREVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K:No, I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P:Yes, you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K:Shut up, loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P:*silence*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K: That's what I thought, NOW TAKE THE PICTURE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P:I won't until you smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K: Someone is dying right now and you want me to smile???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: Uh, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K: You would make a good dictator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*FLASH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K:Ow, my eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: NEXT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so on. You know what I mean, the smiles looked forced. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, yesterday I went to the movies (as you might have read) and saw Iron Man. So, I'm like sitting there, watching Iron Man, and this little kid keeps KICKING MY SEAT. Kick,kick,kick,kick,kick....ugh!!! I could barely stand it! In my mind, I was like "IF YOU KICK MY FREAKING CHAIR ONE MORE FREAKIMG TIME, I WILL PULL EVERY HAIR OUT OF YOUR LITTLE HEAD!" But, I didn't talk, and I made it through the movie without screaming at someone or spontaniously going into nervous breakdowns. That's a first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so if you look at the cover of my notebook, you will see one thing written ALL OVER IT. BWH BWH BWH BWH BWH BWH BWH BWH BWH! I stands for Bonita Was Here, but I thought to myself, what else could it mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALTERNATE MEANINGS FOR BWH:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better Wash (your) Hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blonde What Hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better Wash Hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob wasn't here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonita WASN'T here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bling Water Hare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, they are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-2974356855186848927?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/2974356855186848927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=2974356855186848927' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/2974356855186848927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/2974356855186848927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-yearbooks.html' title='What? Yearbooks???'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-2776918460180788087</id><published>2008-05-17T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T19:05:10.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Notebook Babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SDDgJmbTRzI/AAAAAAAAABk/MXWvSWXtdRI/s1600-h/converselove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SDDgJmbTRzI/AAAAAAAAABk/MXWvSWXtdRI/s320/converselove.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201904025151424306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since I'm bored, I'm gonna write about my favorite things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO THOSE OF YOU WHO DONT CARE SHOULD JUST STOP READING NOW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite videos.....I have a little list thingy on the side of this post and it says "My Favorite Stuff on youtube" or something like that....I dont remember. So, if you can't read, you probably won't be able to find it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my favorites are on there...and the Expert guitar hero one is AWESOME!!! That kid is craaaaazy. (I really gotta lay of the sugar HAHAHAHAHEEEEHEHEHEHAHAHA).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is also a funny video about owls made for 5th graders by their teacher. It is SO cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.notebookbabies.com/owl.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite people.....oh, pipe down Bonita, I know you were thinking I'd tell you who I like (here's the answer.... NO ONE), I'm talking about friends. Bonita, Lana, Alexa, KT, blah blah blah, Miranda, my mom, my dad, ect. ect. I don't feel like typing all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, last but not least, my FAVORITE SHOES! I LOVE MY.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONVERSE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesome Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-2776918460180788087?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/2776918460180788087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=2776918460180788087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/2776918460180788087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/2776918460180788087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/05/notebook-babies.html' title='Notebook Babies'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SDDgJmbTRzI/AAAAAAAAABk/MXWvSWXtdRI/s72-c/converselove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-1217368524271044206</id><published>2008-05-17T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T21:45:00.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Play that funky music!!!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you have had a great Saturday so far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you notice the playlist thingy below this entry? Yes that one. No, the one directly below it. Yeeees, that one. It has all of my favorite music on it. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if you were observant enough, you might have noticed the picture on the right of this entry. Yes, that one. No, THAT one. Not the "dust off your converse" one, stupid!!! Yes! The first one, with all the books. I thought this was a pretty good picture to describe me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this afternoon, I went to see Iron Man. Forgive me for sounding like a 13 year old boy, but it was AWESOME!!! He blew up stuff, and made things that bew things up!!! IT WAS AWESOME! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh hem. Sorry, I mean the movie was good. It had a good storyline and was interesting and funny. So, go SEE IT CUZ ITS AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just FYI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-1217368524271044206?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/1217368524271044206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=1217368524271044206' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/1217368524271044206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/1217368524271044206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/05/play-that-funky-music.html' title='Play that funky music!!!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-6329192634813849138</id><published>2008-05-17T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T09:21:38.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Interview With Lana...</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am writing this, Lana is sitting right in front of me, giving me a death stare (MWAHAHAHAHHAAAAA) and wishing I wasn't interviewing her. SH esays I type REALLY fast.....(it's true). So, I will now start the interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could be any color unicorn, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;-Borinkle, a combination of blue, orange, pink, and purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lana says that ya'll will think that this blog entry is boring, but it says the world UNICORN in it, so i think it can't be boring!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you had a crush in the last 6 months?&lt;br /&gt;-YEP, I think everyone knows.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is he over 5 foot 5?&lt;br /&gt;-Uh, possibly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If could take over any  country, what would it be, and what would you do to that country.&lt;br /&gt;-(I will change names for our interviee's potection) I would take over Karen and I would bomb it (ehem "Karen" is coughsydneycough)I would be like some kind of terrorist and hide in a hole and bomb people......wait then I'd die...or I'd take over Chad and appoint Miranda as the leader...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hmmmm...what question next.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could be any character on Spongebob, who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;-Oh my gosh, Spongebob itself....or maybe gary..."Meow".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your shoe size?&lt;br /&gt;-Hmmmm...too big....No! The size of a minivan, like you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your role model?&lt;br /&gt;-My role model would have to be......Spongebob (and I say," Really? Are you sure? Me too....") well, no.....yeah....Spongebob is holey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like guacemole?&lt;br /&gt;-Sure hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a blog?&lt;br /&gt;-No, but if I did, I would be a blog critict, and premote Lauren's blog (haha suck up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could be any letter in the alphabet, what would you be?&lt;br /&gt;-K (no sarcastic comment) cuz it's beautifully shaped and tall......&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite villian?&lt;br /&gt;-Myself...or my little sister...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the airspeed velocity of an unburdened African sparrow?&lt;br /&gt;-Huh? WHat kind of question is that???(An awesome question...)Alot, I guess....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you buy socks?&lt;br /&gt;-Costco!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite flavor of jello?&lt;br /&gt;-None, jello is slimy and jiggly....(ew you make it sound disgusting!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What pattern does your swinsuit have on it?&lt;br /&gt;-None, I dont have one.......I have a new one that I have to debut in like a week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lana has spoken!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Saturday!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-6329192634813849138?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/6329192634813849138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=6329192634813849138' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/6329192634813849138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/6329192634813849138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-interview-with-lana.html' title='My Interview With Lana...'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-2531755856445891123</id><published>2008-05-16T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T21:35:20.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonita wants me to write a blog entry about her hair...</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I call my friend Bonita like 5 minutes ago, and I ask her what she's doing. SHe said she was reading my blog (Bonita + weekend = computer)and she wanted me to talk about her hair, and I yelled FINE BONITA! YOU DONT HAVE TO BE SO CONTROLLING! Well, not really, but the point is she wanted me to talk about her hair. ANd this made me wonder how I think of this crapola to write about. I have talkied about music, swimming pools, Guitar Hero,handicapped people, and now hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I came to school today, and I was looking for Bonita. I got to school at 8 in the morning and I had auditioned for advanced orchestra (I think I can shred the cello ("and I'm jello, baby.")but I dunno, maybe I'm even better than I already think I am.). So, it was around the five minute bell,and I see someone who looks like Bonita....but she has this fro. I'm not saying it wasnt a sweet fro, but it made me do a double take. Anyway, I was teasing Bonita about her (flippin' sweet) fro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU'RE WELCOME BONITA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-2531755856445891123?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/2531755856445891123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=2531755856445891123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/2531755856445891123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/2531755856445891123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/05/bonita-wants-me-to-write-blog-entry.html' title='Bonita wants me to write a blog entry about her hair...'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-4916673734039394886</id><published>2008-05-16T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T18:39:31.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ROSIN EATING ZOMBIES FROM OUTER SPACE!!! OH NO!!!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I am SO happy that more people are reading my awesome blog! So know that you are appreciated (and by "you", I mean YOU). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in my last entry, I was sorta mad about the fact that we couldn't swim....well, the day after I wrote that, we went to the pool to review pool rules (who needs rules?) which means that we were swimming. Yay! But, I noticed that the population of swimmers in the class dropped day by day....on day 1, 7 out of 10 swam...than day 2 6 out of 10m swam, and on and on and on and on until today when 5 people swam. Well....it stunk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note (teehee pun intended), today in orchestra we sight read more music. My favorite was the "Rosin Eating Zombies from Outer Space".....yes, your read that right...ZOMBIES. And ROSIN. Uh huh, OUTER SPACE. It was.....AWEEESOME! SO, I put the address to a recording of it at the end of the post so you can listen to it. &lt;br /&gt;It has this awesome part where it goes EEEH EEEH EEEH EEEH EEEH EEEH....oh, I'll be quiet so you can listen to it...but (I'm warning you before hand) it gets LOUD, so it you think it is too quiet, beleive me...it WILL be louder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya!&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://listeninglab.stantons.com/item.php?stno=258112&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-4916673734039394886?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/4916673734039394886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=4916673734039394886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4916673734039394886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/4916673734039394886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/05/rosin-eating-zombies-from-outer-space.html' title='ROSIN EATING ZOMBIES FROM OUTER SPACE!!! OH NO!!!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-7825437954759339805</id><published>2008-05-06T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T16:42:46.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Have a great day."</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today in first hour (PE) when we were walking to the softball field, we saw a bunch of people working on the tennis court. They were slowly scraping off the pavement on the tennis courts and then hosing it off and sweeping it. We walked a little farther (the softball field is REEEEALLY far away)and saw even more construction guys working on the track. They were hosing it off with a fire hose and then putting more dirt on it. We kept on walking and saw EVEN MORE freaking construction people working on filling in the holes on ANOTHER field. AND WE WALKED EVEN FARTHER and remembered how they are ALSO working on the pool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, our PE class is stuck outside in the heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And during 6th hour (math) we had a substitute named Mr. Frank. He was this old guy with big glasses. He started talking to us and saying how we had no homework. Everyone (except for me, of course, because I'm the star student) cheered REAAAALLY LOUD. Like 3 seconds later, the teacher next door came running in. She was yelling at us for making so much noise and disturding her class and imparing their learning...but I couldn't take her seriously, because she had shoulder pads, tapered pants, and loafers. I know, it's terrible, but it was distracting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that got me thinking about how much clothes can affect how people take you seriously. Earlier in the class, this girl came in to get the attendance paper (8th and 9th graders can be "runners" and go deliver papers and get the attendance and stuff like that.)and she had bright colored shirt. One of the popular girls (I know, you're shocked I'm not popular) yelled out, "Hey, you! You should get dress coded...your shirt is DISTRACTING." See, people do care. Like when someone is standing there talking to you, and the tanktop their wearing doesn't match, it is distracting. Or when their shirt is just a little too tight...it's distracting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may seem stupid, but it does get annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-7825437954759339805?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/7825437954759339805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=7825437954759339805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/7825437954759339805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/7825437954759339805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/05/have-great-day.html' title='&quot;Have a great day.&quot;'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-6098309544312953001</id><published>2008-05-05T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T20:09:08.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to save the world, too!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading Miranda's blog, I decided that I want to write about what I want to save the world from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Lauren, and I want to save the world from white-washed jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, know, it's stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, think about it. Do you wish gap would stop making hideous white-washed jeans that come up above your belly button? Not that I have anything against the people who wear them, it's just that I don't want to wear them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, maybe I want to save the world from bad comedians. DOn't you just hate it when people make bad jokes? It's painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'd even save the world in general. Imagine it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spilled that cup of water on your laptop and it's set you kitchen on fire? DOn't worry! I'll call the fire department!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost your lunch? I'll call Papa Johns and have a pizza delivered to you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need another dime to buy that candy bar? I'll enter an essay contest and win. Then I'll give you some of my life supply of candy bars!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go save the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-6098309544312953001?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/6098309544312953001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=6098309544312953001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/6098309544312953001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/6098309544312953001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-want-to-save-world-too.html' title='I want to save the world, too!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-8448275025163113279</id><published>2008-05-05T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T09:20:04.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Band Geeks</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, If this post seems a little mixed up, it's because I'm listening to my iPod at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few favorite songs that I keep replaying, even though they make it a little hard to write. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who play guitar hero, I'm mostly listening to 3's and 7's by Queens of the Stone Age (Na na na nananana na NA), Beverly Hills by Weezer (BEVERLY HIIIILLS! THATS WHERE I WANNA BE!)El Schorcho by Weezer (it's my favorite song...those of you with iTunes...look it up!) and I Get By by Honest Bob and the Factory to Dealer Incentives (I know, I'm such a geek).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the other day I was reminded my MIRANDA (ehhem Miranda, you remember this....just kidding)how big my feet are (wait a sec, it wasn't Miranda...oh, forget it). And it made me think, what size ARE my feet? Well, I know they are a size ten, but if I was to make a metaphor about my feet, what would it say? So here are some I made up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet are the size of a minivan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet are the size of a small country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet are the size of Nebraska.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet are the size of a dishwasher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy those? I know, it was entertaining writing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also thinking about orchestra when my dad asked me if at school there were band geeks (believe me, there are (if any of you band people are reading, understand that you are awesome....but orchestra is WAY better...)). I said yes, and it got me thinking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like last year at Elementary school. I sat at a group of people for a while(yay, Fabletable! But, that's another LONG story) and two of them were in band. Me and this other girl were in orchestra. We were always making fun of eachother's instruments and stuff like that. They would say something like,"Well, we're playing the Pirates of the Carribean theme!" and then I would say (to everyone's surprise) "Pirates of the Carribean is STUPID!" And it was like the world had stopped. EVERYONE at my table gasped. I actually like Pirates of the Carribean now, but the BAND GEEKS! They are still geeky....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, come to think of it, the Orch Dorks are pretty dorky still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-8448275025163113279?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/8448275025163113279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=8448275025163113279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/8448275025163113279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/8448275025163113279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/05/bank-geeks.html' title='Band Geeks'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-1569288446941858318</id><published>2008-05-04T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T18:36:10.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Sunday!!!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start off this blog entry,  I will start with a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today we had a bunch of my relatives come over (they're still here) for an early Mother's Day celebratory dinner. I was listening to my relatives talk about how my siblings and cousins have grown. I was thinking, and I wondered, why is it called growing up? When you get past your growing age, you don't grow "up", you just plain ol' get OLD. Once you get OLD there is no growing up, just getting EVEN OLDER! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I might want to point that out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I also went to Office Max to get stuff for my teachers for teacher appreciation week.( And I'm obligated to do this because I'm a member of the "Service Builder's Club" at Fremont. I don't know why they added "builders" into it. You can't REALLY build service. I'll ask about that at our tye-dying session next week.) ANYWAY, we were doing a gift thing that counts as service because you sign up for the teachers and that way if you leave a pet scorpion at their desk or something and it gives them a life-threatning and expensive scorpion sting (not that that's ever happened) they can have a pretty good idea of who's done it. So, I wondered through Office Max (mostly following Lani (my little sister) who was carrying handfuls of erasers, printer toner, and paper clips she had stolen off of the shelves she could reach) looking for Teacher gifts. I ended up having a plan of each day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAME PLAN FOR TEACHER APPRECIATION WEEK:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 1, MONDAY:&lt;br /&gt;~Gum and letter of appreciation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 2, TUESDAY:&lt;br /&gt;~some kind of card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 3, WENDSDAY:&lt;br /&gt;~Sticky notes (either MP3 notes of blingy notes) and another letter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 4, THURSDAY:&lt;br /&gt;~ uh, I can't rememer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 5, FRIDAY:&lt;br /&gt;~Some kind of baked good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you know, I kinda have it figured out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Except for Thursday.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesome Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-LAUREN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-1569288446941858318?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/1569288446941858318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=1569288446941858318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/1569288446941858318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/1569288446941858318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-sunday.html' title='Happy Sunday!!!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2941719193152877330.post-8099465729872198862</id><published>2008-05-03T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T11:13:23.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Explaination</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ok, so those of you who were wondering what happened to me...I can't get onto my old blog. The old address was www.laurenhaws.blogspot.com (I think) but, now it is www.theworldisawesome.blogspot.com. I'll start writing in this one instead of the other one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the last post I wrote was about Tina...and he died. It was SO sad! He was just laying there! I creeped me out, because I had only had him for a week...but now I have Napoleon! He is a gerbil. My first pet that isn't a fishin years!!! But I'm not that used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, the other day I woke up in the middle of the night to a TATTATATATATATATATATTATATATAT noise. It freaked me out! TATATATATATASTATATATATATATATATA there it was again! I was totally scared (because it was like 1:30 in the morning) and everyone was asleep. But, then I look up and see Napoleon's cage and I relized it was him chewing on a cardboard tube. So, I'm not used to it yet, but it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm now gonna start talking about my problems. So, for those of you who find it boring for someone to tell you their problems and issues. Stop reading now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, one of my problems is my PE class. Well, I shouldn't say my PE class, more like just PE itself. But, as I was saying, I am in first hour PE at my school. I have no problems with the people in my class. There are only 10 of us and we are the smallest PE class at Fremont. But, If you live in Arizona you know what I'm talking about, it gets HOT. I can barely stand it in my PE shorts and T shirt. But, thankfully, our school has a pool (haha that rhymed). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where the problems come up. Our swimming is going to either be cut short or there will be none because of a HANDICAPPED HANDLEBAR. We don't have any handicapped kids in the PE classes! And there is only like 1 person who is in a wheelchair AND THEY AREN'T IN PE. IT'S JUST COMMON SENSE! Well, anyway, the pool will either be done on the 12th (the Monday of the last week) or the 26th (4 days after the last day of school). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, you're crying right nw because you feel SOOO sorry for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what? That's my only problem! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my book of the week is Three Little Words by Ashleigh Rhodes-Courter. Just FYI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2941719193152877330-8099465729872198862?l=theworldisawesome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/feeds/8099465729872198862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2941719193152877330&amp;postID=8099465729872198862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/8099465729872198862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2941719193152877330/posts/default/8099465729872198862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldisawesome.blogspot.com/2008/05/explaination.html' title='An Explaination'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13322810473929137746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDue3y72p8k/SVKeFhmD43I/AAAAAAAAATs/5Z4BswtZeGs/S220/th_flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
