<?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-4071399</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:03:12.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Twins Tell the Truth</title><subtitle type='html'>Maddy and Amanda tell what it's like to be 11 year-old twins.  Mom retains censorship abilities.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>203</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-105640917084006774</id><published>2003-06-23T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-29T23:49:36.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved...</title><content type='html'>The twins have &lt;a href="http://calblog.com/twins"&gt;moved&lt;/a&gt;...~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-105640917084006774?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105640917084006774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105640917084006774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105640917084006774' title='Moved...'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-105613065998111195</id><published>2003-06-20T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-20T10:37:39.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nana &amp; Grampy</title><content type='html'>My grandparents are coming tomorrow. YEAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-105613065998111195?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105613065998111195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105613065998111195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105613065998111195' title='Nana &amp; Grampy'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-105612976653640935</id><published>2003-06-20T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-20T10:22:46.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trapped 2</title><content type='html'>The answer is no. Sarah Saga can't leave Saudi Arabia without her husband's permission. Oh no!~Amanda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-105612976653640935?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105612976653640935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105612976653640935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105612976653640935' title='Trapped 2'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-105612939661317871</id><published>2003-06-20T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-20T10:16:55.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trapped</title><content type='html'>A mother, Sarah Saga, and her two children are trapped in Saudi Arabia. She has gone to the police and their answer is------I'll get back to you.~Amanda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-105612939661317871?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105612939661317871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105612939661317871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105612939661317871' title='Trapped'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-105612913835799688</id><published>2003-06-20T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-20T10:12:18.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Terriots links</title><content type='html'>A truck driver in Ohio, Iyman Farris, has been captured. He had links to Saddam and planned to blow up the Brookland Bridge. Farris turned himself in, and is sentenced to death in Augest.~Amanda &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-105612913835799688?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105612913835799688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105612913835799688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105612913835799688' title='Terriots links'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-105612884615787194</id><published>2003-06-20T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-20T10:07:26.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida Alligator</title><content type='html'>I can't believe a 12 year old boy was killed by an alligator in Florida. I'm 11 and I know better than to swim in a river at night when the alligators are hungry! It's just weird.~Amanda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-105612884615787194?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105612884615787194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105612884615787194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105612884615787194' title='Florida Alligator'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-105589123409453909</id><published>2003-06-17T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-17T16:07:13.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bill O'Reilly</title><content type='html'>And here's what &lt;a href="http://www.instapundit.com/archives/010099.php#010099"&gt;Instapundit&lt;/a&gt; has to say about Bill O'Reilly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Bill O'Reilly does not like the internet. And if it happens to be because people say stuff that isn't true about him. I WOULD BE WHINNING JUST LIKE HIM! Wouldn't you?~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-105589123409453909?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105589123409453909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105589123409453909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105589123409453909' title='Bill O&apos;Reilly'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-105589016559565654</id><published>2003-06-17T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-17T15:49:25.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown</title><content type='html'>1 more day of school!~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-105589016559565654?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105589016559565654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105589016559565654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105589016559565654' title='Countdown'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-105588999286002193</id><published>2003-06-17T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-17T15:46:32.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet Safety</title><content type='html'>As you know, there are a lot of wackos in the world. And some of  these wackos get to little munchkins (as my teacher would say) though the internet. Why? Because they can say they are kids and start getting to know this child and possible send false pictures of them selves. Therefore, the “Don’t talk to strangers” rule does not apply. Then next thing you go the wacko asking the kid to meet them and pow. What I don’t understand about this topic is common sense. I mean this topic is basically ignored in today’s world. So kids aren’t aware of this topic…~Maddy &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-105588999286002193?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105588999286002193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105588999286002193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105588999286002193' title='Internet Safety'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-105580951981722677</id><published>2003-06-16T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-16T17:25:19.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fancy Blogs VS. Blogger Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.calblog.com"&gt;Calblog&lt;/a&gt; and alot of other people do not use blogger anymore, however I do. The are many pros to Calblog's new site. For example, with this  new site, you can have a SEARCH option so you can find something easily. However, if you press CTRL and F at the same time you can do the same thing. Another con, is the cost. Unlike Blogspot, Fancy Blogs aren't very cheap. For me, since I just do this for fun, it isn't worth it since I'm a kid.  But for other people, it may be worth it...~Maddy &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-105580951981722677?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105580951981722677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105580951981722677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105580951981722677' title='Fancy Blogs VS. Blogger Blog'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-105580863223388743</id><published>2003-06-16T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-16T17:10:50.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News!</title><content type='html'>My cruise tickets arrived today. I'm going to Alaksa on August 8! In my room is not only me, but Amanda (my twin, and my cousin Lizzie,who's my age.~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-105580863223388743?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105580863223388743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105580863223388743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105580863223388743' title='Good News!'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-105580851197887448</id><published>2003-06-16T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-16T17:08:31.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Athens</title><content type='html'>As I may of metioned on this blog before, in class we do a Greek simulation thing. I am in Athens. Today was the big day...The day we found out who won the simulation. Guess who won? ATHENS! I was so happy. We did fates and Sparta (our enemy) lost -40 point per citizen and Athens got +40, I just wanted to sing. ~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-105580851197887448?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105580851197887448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105580851197887448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105580851197887448' title='Go Athens'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-105573528270345801</id><published>2003-06-15T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-15T20:48:02.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For my Bill O'Reilly Fans...</title><content type='html'>I have been meaning to write about this. Anyway, Bill O Reilly talked about the Matrix Cons. And he's right. I mean guys flying around? How is that possible? And what is is with the sunglasses at night?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-105573528270345801?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105573528270345801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105573528270345801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105573528270345801' title='For my Bill O&apos;Reilly Fans...'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-105573479597135686</id><published>2003-06-15T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-15T20:39:55.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a look...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.boxofficemojo.com/daily/chart/?sortdate=2003-06-15&amp;p=.htm"&gt;Finding Nemo&lt;/a&gt; is doing better than not only The Matrix Reloaded, but X2: X-MEN UNITED, DUMB AND DUMBERER: WHEN HARRY MET LLOYD, Bruce Almightly (Which was a great movie), and RUGRATS GO WILD. And much more. Take a peek. (But remember to come back here and read the rest of this blog because you don't wanna miss the rest of my thoughts!)~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-105573479597135686?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105573479597135686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105573479597135686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105573479597135686' title='Take a look...'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-105573424373130623</id><published>2003-06-15T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-15T20:30:43.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day</title><content type='html'>As, most of you know, its Father's Day. So I would just like to write a special poem to my dearest daddy. Its an alapabet poem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dad that cares&lt;br /&gt;Bold--Very Bold&lt;br /&gt;Cares enough to take me places without sister and mom&lt;br /&gt;Does whats best for me&lt;br /&gt;Eager &lt;br /&gt;Fun to be with&lt;br /&gt;Going to TN and Kern River were so much fun&lt;br /&gt;Hates when I fight&lt;br /&gt;I love him&lt;br /&gt;Junk Food isn't his favorite&lt;br /&gt;Kayaking was fun&lt;br /&gt;Listens to me&lt;br /&gt;Madel--me&lt;br /&gt;Not evil--that would be me&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing with his job&lt;br /&gt;Proud to be his daughter&lt;br /&gt;Quite nice&lt;br /&gt;Rats don't bug him as much as it bugs mom&lt;br /&gt;So fun&lt;br /&gt;The Madel and Dadel show&lt;br /&gt;U r the best&lt;br /&gt;Very serious&lt;br /&gt;When I cry, he cares&lt;br /&gt;X-citing to be around&lt;br /&gt;You will love him&lt;br /&gt;Zany would describe me more than him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Maddy *Or should I say Madel*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-105573424373130623?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105573424373130623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105573424373130623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105573424373130623' title='Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-105573332011163208</id><published>2003-06-15T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-15T20:15:20.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Plans</title><content type='html'>School ends on Wednesday. 3 more days. (Hurray!) So here are my plans: (Besides Sleeping)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, my grandparents come which is very good since I have not seen them in quite a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting July 14: &lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Horse Camp. I've been there before. In fact, its the same place where Marykate Olsen goes. She has a pony named CD which anyone can ride. I have rode CD a couple of times. Amanda said she saw Marykate and talked to her there, but I don't believe her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cruise (August 8):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I can't say much yet, cause I don't know much about it. All I can say is I'm going with my grandparents/cousins/Aunts/Uncles to Alaska! Which shall be fun~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-105573332011163208?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105573332011163208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/105573332011163208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105573332011163208' title='Summer Plans'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200414397</id><published>2003-06-11T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-11T15:56:24.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fever</title><content type='html'>Since school is almost out, life there is pell-mell (5th grade vocabulary). We also get letured a lot more than we use to because we are talking quite a lot more than we did in say September. I am going to another  school next year--LCHS. I'm going to be a 7th grader. Yes, onward to Middle School I go. So, I'm enjoying my last few weeks at Elementary School--forever. And ever. And ever. And ever. And ever. And ever. And ever.~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200414397?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200414397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200414397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#200414397' title='Summer Fever'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200391339</id><published>2003-06-05T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-05T16:25:29.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Babysitting</title><content type='html'>Me and Amanda are babysitting today... together. We get 5 dollars per hour. So that's $2.50 per hour which is pretty good since we are doing it together.~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200391339?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200391339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200391339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#200391339' title='Babysitting'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200382049</id><published>2003-06-03T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-04T20:23:55.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday and Sunday</title><content type='html'>*Please read post from 6-1-03 or else this won't make much sense &lt;br /&gt;Now where was I in the San Franisco San Franisco thing, oh yes Saturday. We woke up at 7:30. I was woken up by a camera. The first thing we did was went bridging-in other words we walked across the godlen gate bridge. Alex (one of the girls in my troop) kept of asking , "WHY IS THE GOLDEN GATE RED?" My answer that was California is the golden state, although I don't if I'm right or not. The walk was really tiring--and cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to the explOratoriom. I have been there once. I liked it alot. Anyway in the gift shop my mom brought me a clock that floats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went back to the hotel, the Marriot, and had sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Alcartraz, which was REALLY FUN!&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;After that we took a cable car down to China Town and shoped.I got a really nice picture frame--with dolphins on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked down to Ghardelii sqaure and brouhgt C-H-O-C-O-L-A-T-E. GOOD CHOCOLATE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back to the hotel, hung out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to dinner, and to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up to Hilary Duff's song "Why Not." We took the berk (subway) down to Berkley. I wore an American Flag Bandanna--to Berkley. Yes, I am a big republican...~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200382049?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200382049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200382049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#200382049' title='Saturday and Sunday'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200371750</id><published>2003-06-01T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-01T20:31:39.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking News...</title><content type='html'>You know I wanted to contiue with the whole San Franisco thing, so it'lll be ready to read Monday Mouring, but I was reading the carnival, hosted by &lt;a href="http://www.deanesmay.com/archives/001427.html"&gt;Dean's World&lt;/a&gt;, and instapundit put up a great song. &lt;a href="http://www.mtpolitics.net/archives/000579.html"&gt;Check it out&lt;/a&gt;~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200371750?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200371750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200371750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#200371750' title='Breaking News...'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200371734</id><published>2003-06-01T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-01T20:21:38.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~~Friday Night~~</title><content type='html'>*Note:Please  Read Note Entitled "School" and then note entilted "Traveling" before reading this,or else this WILL NOT MAKE ANY SENSE!&lt;br /&gt;mp Co&lt;br /&gt;Finally,  we arrived in San Franisco. First we decided who we were going to be in the same room with. I was with my friend, Emilie and her mother, and for all you Forrest Gump fans. We ate dinner at Bubba Gump Shrimp Co.~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200371734?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200371734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200371734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#200371734' title='~~Friday Night~~'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200371692</id><published>2003-06-01T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-01T20:02:38.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Traveling...</title><content type='html'>*Note: Please read note entitled, "School..." before reading this...&lt;br /&gt;Since airfare isn't as cheap as driving, our troop decided to drive up to San Franisco. It is about a 6 hour drive, which isn't that bad if your with your friends, but I must say, conisedering the fact I get carsick, I would have prefered flying. Anyway, I drove in my mom's izuzu which is cool, becauce in the izuzu the roof comes down like a jeep, which was fun, exept on the bay bridge, where it is just plain cold. With me, was AManda and Alex. We talked most of the and made-up a game.~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200371692?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200371692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200371692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#200371692' title='Traveling...'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200371658</id><published>2003-06-01T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-01T19:50:07.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School...</title><content type='html'>I went to San Franisco this weekend...Ha, Ha. With my girl scout troop. Here's before we left, school:And all the boys at  my school , were going to try and torture us, because one of their  moms was bringing pizzza and they annoced during math class,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"My mom is bringing pizza and everyone can have some except Mady S.(My other friend named Maddy), Maddy, Emilie, and all their little friends."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, Emilie and I happened to be there and we starting cracking up, because one day we bought pizza and we wouldn't give any to them and they promised they were going to bring some and wouldn't share, and the one &lt;br /&gt;day we were going to miss lunch (to go to San Franisco)they bounght pizza. SO pathetic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then our teacher said, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Now, what does that have to do with math? Obviously, the girls don't really care..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We starting cracking up even louder while trying to explain we aren't going to even be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should have see the look on there faces, depressing really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later, Amanda needs to use the phone...~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200371658?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200371658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200371658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#200371658' title='School...'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200339601</id><published>2003-05-25T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-25T15:37:50.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Instapundit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://64.247.33.250/"&gt;Instapundit&lt;/a&gt; almost has 15 million reading his site. And I thought I had a lot of visits...~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200339601?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200339601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200339601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200339601' title='Instapundit'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200339596</id><published>2003-05-25T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-25T15:34:22.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Things they are teaching me....      </title><content type='html'>My science homework...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. A septic system works by passing through a septic tank. A septic tank is an underground tank containing bacteria. Sludge must be cleaned out regularly, so it does not take up all the space in the tank. The rest of the water is filtered out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I REALLY need to know this? I mean when I grow up I won't remember this. When I grow up I am planing to become an actress...~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200339596?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200339596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200339596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200339596' title='The Things they are teaching me....      '/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200339586</id><published>2003-05-25T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-25T15:29:39.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I blog</title><content type='html'>I enjoy bloogging-yet I have no idea why. I guess I just like people reading my opinions. And coming to MY site,to read my thoughts. Like right now, your reading my thoughts and listening to me. At least somebody will. I JUST LOVE BEING THE CENTER OF ATTENTION...~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200339586?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200339586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200339586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200339586' title='Why I blog'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200337981</id><published>2003-05-24T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-24T22:44:52.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Spoiled</title><content type='html'>If you were reading my blog in April, you heard me talking about a cruise that I went on. There is good news (well for me) I'm going on a cruise to Alaska in August. (I AM SO SPOILED, I KNOW!) But that's not the BEST part...I'm sharing a room with Amanda (who never writes, even though its the TWINS tell the truth), and my 2 cousins-7 and 11. (I AM SSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOOOOOO SPOILED) Lets see this is my 7th or 8th cruise now...~Maddy (I KNOW I'M SPOILED)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should change the name of this blog...The SPOILED twins tells the truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200337981?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200337981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200337981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200337981' title='I am Spoiled'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200337971</id><published>2003-05-24T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-24T22:39:26.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat Evolution</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder if cats will have a evolution--like humans. I means Homo Habilis only used simple gestures to commuticate--which cats seem to have. I dunno--I just think thats a cool thing to think about...~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200337971?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200337971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200337971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200337971' title='Cat Evolution'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200337951</id><published>2003-05-24T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-24T22:39:44.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SARS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.torontostar.com/NASApp/cs/ContentServer?pagename=thestar/Render&amp;inifile=futuretense.ini&amp;c=Page&amp;cid=968332188492&amp;pubid=968163964505"&gt;Sars&lt;/a&gt; is getting worse...~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200337951?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200337951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200337951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200337951' title='SARS'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200337819</id><published>2003-05-24T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-24T22:28:49.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Animal Update</title><content type='html'>You know...maybe you don't know but Justene Adamec is my mom. of &lt;a href="http://calnewsblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Calblog&lt;/a&gt; Anyway she wrote what I was about to right. So I'll just copy and paste...if that's ok with you mom.&lt;br /&gt;Calblog Wildlife Update &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Our chicken eggs did not hatch, unfortunately. We're not sure why -- whether they died in the cool storage before the incubator came or whether we did something wrong in the incubator. We're going to try again after some discussion with the hatchery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a squirrel-proof feeder. The perches are set so that when the squirrel lands on one, his weight closes the door. A squirrel discovered it and made it his project. At first, he tried the obvious way and quickly learned that, although he could get some spillage on the lower tray, he couldn't get most of the food. After much trial and error, he hung from the tree branch with his hind legs, held the feeder with his front legs, and could get as much as he wanted. So we moved it to the end of the branch and the theory that the thin end of the branch could not hold his weight. Our assumption was correct but he quickly knocked the feeder to the ground in his efforts. Then we got a length of rope and hung it from a strong branch so it was too long for him to hang and grab. So far, we are winning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauties of technology...I love being able to copy and paste~Maddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200337819?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200337819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200337819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200337819' title='Animal Update'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200337813</id><published>2003-05-24T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-24T20:31:27.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can anyone believe</title><content type='html'>More golf... Can anyone believe the girl didn't make the cut? I was really rooting for her. I can't believe she lost...golf... Can anyone believe the girl didn't make the cut? I was really rooting for her. I can't believe she lost...golf... Can anyone believe the girl didn't make the cut? I was really rooting for her. I can't believe she lost...golf... Can anyone believe the girl didn't make the cut? I was really rooting for her. I can't believe she lost...golf... Can anyone believe the girl didn't make the cut? I was really rooting for her. I can't believe she lost...golf... Can anyone believe the girl didn't make the cut? I was really rooting for her. I can't believe she lost...golf... Can anyone believe the girl didn't make the cut? I was really rooting for her. I can't believe she lost...golf... Can anyone believe the girl didn't make the cut? I was really rooting for her. I can't believe she lost... (you get the picture)~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200337813?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200337813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200337813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200337813' title='Can anyone believe'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200328180</id><published>2003-05-22T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-22T10:27:25.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ravenwood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ravnwood.com/archives/001507.shtml#001507"&gt;Ravenwood, &lt;/a&gt; predicts Los Angeles won't get our football team. Dubious (that is my all-time faavorite word)~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200328180?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200328180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200328180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200328180' title='Ravenwood'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200328155</id><published>2003-05-22T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-22T10:21:54.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Golf</title><content type='html'>I've been watching the PGA golf. I'm rooting for the girl. I want her to prove  to all the boys, that girls are just as good as boys. I espcially want her to prove it to Tiger Woods, who thinks the boys are better. Whatever.~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200328155?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200328155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200328155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200328155' title='Golf'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200324749</id><published>2003-05-21T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-21T17:40:59.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heat wave!</title><content type='html'>I’m sure people in California know of this, but it was about 100 degrees. I have math class right before lunch; sadly, the air thingie was broken, so I was lying with my head down, listening, of course. I was also sweating. ~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200324749?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200324749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200324749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200324749' title='Heat wave!'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200309553</id><published>2003-05-18T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-18T21:49:43.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lakers....</title><content type='html'>I'm sure all are depressed...except those who live in San Antiono (Grrrrrr.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200309553?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200309553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200309553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200309553' title='Lakers....'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200309530</id><published>2003-05-18T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-18T21:41:06.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greece Simulation</title><content type='html'>For Social Studies class we are doing a Greek simulation. I'm an Athenian! Thank you! Thak you! I'll be signing autographs on Wednesday. :) :) :)~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200309530?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200309530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200309530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200309530' title='Greece Simulation'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200309518</id><published>2003-05-18T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-18T21:36:42.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I haven't written</title><content type='html'>O.k. I DO HAVE AN EXCUSE! I broke my computer...~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200309518?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200309518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200309518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200309518' title='Why I haven&apos;t written'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200282095</id><published>2003-05-12T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-12T21:16:37.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This should Teach Them...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.nbc5.com/news/2195524/detail.html"&gt;Top Story: &lt;/a&gt; CHICAGO -- Police said a 17-year-old St. Louis girl died Saturday after she tried to slide down the railing of a staircase, lost her balance and fell inside Chicago's Museum of Science and Industry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I never EVER slide on railings.Though, Amanda, my twin, did...~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200282095?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200282095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200282095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200282095' title='This should Teach Them...'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200282047</id><published>2003-05-12T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-12T20:59:37.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If Anybody Cares...</title><content type='html'>If They're anyone &lt;a href="http://calnewsblog.blogspot.com"&gt;Calnewsblog &lt;/a&gt; (my mom's blog) readers, my mom is out of town and won't be coming back till' Wednesday. She's working on some business thing. Just thought some might wanna know... ~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200282047?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200282047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200282047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200282047' title='If Anybody Cares...'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200275868</id><published>2003-05-11T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-11T18:17:06.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SPORTS....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.calpundit.com"&gt;Calpundit&lt;/a&gt; comments about sports:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Quote) Is it really possible that the Angels and Mighty Ducks could win championships this year and the Lakers could lose? What the hell kind of world are we living in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You forgot one thing...The Lakers will win. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, Did anyone see the game today? I was at a restrurant at the end of it and when the Lakers scored everyone cheered~MAddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200275868?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200275868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200275868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200275868' title='SPORTS....'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200275819</id><published>2003-05-11T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-11T17:56:32.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>If anyone is wondering what I look like &lt;a href="http://calnewsblog.blogspot.com"&gt;Click Here&lt;/a&gt;~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200275819?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200275819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200275819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200275819' title='Me'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200270008</id><published>2003-05-09T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-09T17:50:37.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sister, Sister</title><content type='html'>My sister likes to watch a show on the Disney channel, Sister Sister. Its about twins, which is probably WHY she loves it. But I think it has such poor acting, I hate it.~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200270008?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200270008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200270008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200270008' title='Sister, Sister'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200270002</id><published>2003-05-09T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-09T17:48:39.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something my friend was saying...</title><content type='html'>My friend, Emilie, was telling me something interesting, or at least I thought so. Her dad was traveling in a state that recently had an tornato. (Which state slips my mind.) Anyway the tornato was in seeing distance. In fact, he was at the airport at the time. Everyone had to stand in the center of the airport. THe tornato was on the edge of the runway. EMilie said it was strong enough to take down a plane!~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200270002?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200270002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200270002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200270002' title='Something my friend was saying...'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200269949</id><published>2003-05-09T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-09T17:34:41.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calpundit Answers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.calpundit.com"&gt;Calpundit&lt;/a&gt; answers my question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maddy: Why don't people put cats on leashes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calpundit:Oh, and cats on leashes? Cats are simply much too smart for this kind of nonsense, Maddy. It just wastes valuable time that could be used for sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL GET MY CAT TO WALK ON THAT LEASH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I tell you~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200269949?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200269949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200269949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200269949' title='Calpundit Answers'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200249522</id><published>2003-05-06T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-06T07:51:48.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just don't get it...</title><content type='html'>Why don't people put cats on leashes? A couple (2 or 3, which is it, SO CONFUSING!) of years ago, I saw a lady walking her cat, ever since then, I of course wanted to walk MY cat, so a couple of days ago I got her a leash. sadly, she does not seem interested in walking with her mom and she does not like "I CAN'T RUN AWAY!" part. *Sigh* Life's Tough~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200249522?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200249522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200249522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200249522' title='I just don&apos;t get it...'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200249468</id><published>2003-05-06T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-06T07:44:18.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Previews</title><content type='html'>Is there anything more annoying than movie previews? In each preview it says stuff like "Best of the year..." A must see" You know stuff like that! I HATE IT! What's the point? All movies say that. ITS SO ANNOYING!~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200249468?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200249468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200249468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200249468' title='Movie Previews'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200244744</id><published>2003-05-05T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-05T09:51:40.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scott Peterson</title><content type='html'>What was Scott thinking? I mean, after killing his wife, Laci, and unborn son, Conner, he just goes down to San Diego, and when the cops find him says, "I didn't murder my family." YEAH RIGHT! Oh, I didn't murder my family I just came down here, dyed my hair, and had 10,000 dollors in my pocket to hide because I felt like it. GET REAL!~Amanda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200244744?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200244744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200244744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200244744' title='Scott Peterson'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200239081</id><published>2003-05-03T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-03T19:52:00.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Review: The Lizzie Mcguire Movie. </title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I saw the movie THe LIzzie Mcguire Movie. THe movie is about a regular girl about 13 or 14 year old girl, she goes on a class trip to rome. When in Rome, she meets a famous singer. SHe decided to ditch her class and go off with him.It was pretty good: but there was a bad side: The main character, as I was saying, went off with a boy she barely knew. Yeah, sure he was famous, but don't you think that's  alittle bad for girls my age to be watching? I happened to see it with my girl scout troop, who discussed how this was not ok.~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200239081?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200239081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200239081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200239081' title='Movie Review: The Lizzie Mcguire Movie. '/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200239047</id><published>2003-05-03T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-03T19:58:46.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE ONE DAY!</title><content type='html'>Of course, this weekend it just HAD to rain in california. So I couldn't go camping. :( But there is good news: The troop had a sleepover at someone's house instead. :)~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200239047?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200239047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200239047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#200239047' title='THE ONE DAY!'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200219599</id><published>2003-04-29T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-03T20:00:14.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl Scouts</title><content type='html'>On Saturday, I'm going on a girl Sout campout. I LOVE GIRL SCOUT CAMPOUTS! I'll be sure to write about it~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200219599?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200219599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200219599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#200219599' title='Girl Scouts'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200219590</id><published>2003-04-29T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-03T19:54:10.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAT 6 VS. SAT 9</title><content type='html'>As you may know, the California Testing has begun. Instead of the usual SAT 9, this year we have CAT 6. They are very similar tests. Personally, I couldn't tell the difference. Anyway, today our teachers bave us 85 minute for our first test. It only took like 30 minutes, which is good because I got a lot of reading done.~MAddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200219590?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200219590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200219590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#200219590' title='CAT 6 VS. SAT 9'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200204385</id><published>2003-04-26T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-26T15:48:49.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The NFL draft</title><content type='html'>Of course, the NFL draft is on. And according to my dad, it should be a national holiday. So Merry NFL draft. What you don't like my joke? I thought it was funny. ~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200204385?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200204385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200204385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#200204385' title='The NFL draft'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200196485</id><published>2003-04-24T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-24T18:27:22.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem for School</title><content type='html'>For the Book I'm reading, Bridge to Terabithia I had to write a poem and here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(F)RIENDS ARE ALWAYS THERE FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;(R) EAL FRIENDS CARE&lt;br /&gt;(I) believe friendship is one of the most important things in life&lt;br /&gt;(E)NJOY EVERY MOMENT WITH YOUR FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;(N)EVER BE MEAN TO YOUR FRIENDS--YOU WILL REGRET IT&lt;br /&gt;(D)ON’T ANNOY YOUR FRIENDS--THAT’S NOT WHAT FRIENDSHIP MEANS…&lt;br /&gt;(S)o are your friends and you really friends?~Maddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200196485?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200196485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200196485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#200196485' title='Poem for School'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200196080</id><published>2003-04-24T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-24T18:26:59.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem</title><content type='html'>For my book report I read Emily Dickinson and here's my report:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;III. I’m Nobody, Who are you? By Emily Dickinson&lt;br /&gt;Typed by Maddy Pumilia&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;I’m nobody! Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;Are you a nobody, too?&lt;br /&gt;Then there’s a pair of us--don’t tell!&lt;br /&gt;They’d banish us, you know.&lt;br /&gt;How dreary to be somebody!&lt;br /&gt;How public, like a frog&lt;br /&gt;To Tell your name the livelong day&lt;br /&gt;To an admiring bog!&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Emily Dickinson lived in an attic when she wrote these poems. Obviously, she was very depressed. Wouldn’t you be too? Personally, I think she was a bit crazy--possibility having bipolar.  She believed she was a “nobody.” So she wrote a poem. This poem was about how she felt about it. ~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200196080?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200196080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200196080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#200196080' title='Poem'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200193367</id><published>2003-04-24T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-24T07:45:08.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE CHICKS!!!</title><content type='html'>The chickens are coming (well their eggs) are coming tomorrow and and suppose o be hatching around May 15.~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200193367?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200193367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200193367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#200193367' title='THE CHICKS!!!'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200193351</id><published>2003-04-24T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-24T07:41:40.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1000</title><content type='html'>Now over 1,000 people have visited my site! :)~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200193351?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200193351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200193351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#200193351' title='1000'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200187815</id><published>2003-04-23T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-23T07:52:51.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holes</title><content type='html'>Last night me and Maddy went to see Holes. It was such a good movie, I totally recommned it. Plus we went by ourselves.If you love the book Holes, you should definatly see the movie.~Amanda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200187815?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200187815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200187815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#200187815' title='Holes'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200180106</id><published>2003-04-21T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T20:55:39.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3/4</title><content type='html'>Its my 3/4 birthday. *Pause* Well...it is!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200180106?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200180106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200180106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#200180106' title='3/4'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200180071</id><published>2003-04-21T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T20:45:04.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arena Football.</title><content type='html'>Does anyone here watch Arena Football? Well if you have you've heard of the LA Advengers. Well it just so happens I went to Fridays game. IT WAS AWESOME! I WAS ON TV! More importantly, I sat in a box...so fun. THe Advengers won 50 to 14 aganist Buffalo. THe best part was "Stand WIth you Advengers" Where everyone stood up. THe annoucer was great. When not everyone was standing he said, "Everyone is supposed to be standing, Code 12 Section 3" you know something like that. *Laughs* Oh. *Sigh* No one laughing, you don't get it do you? Oh.. you had to be there.  ~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200180071?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200180071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200180071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#200180071' title='Arena Football.'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200180025</id><published>2003-04-21T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T20:39:57.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bridge To Terabithia</title><content type='html'>For school, My friend, Emilie, and I are reading I book called Bridge to Terabithia. I finished the book, and its SO sad. But it’s a good book. Its about a boy and girl, they are friends and they create their own secret  country. They are very happy, but not for long…~MAddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200180025?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200180025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200180025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#200180025' title='Bridge To Terabithia'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200180023</id><published>2003-04-21T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T20:29:31.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The French</title><content type='html'>A lot of people are mad at France, because of what’s  happening in today’s world. Personally I am not mad at France. Although I do not agree with their decision, I do not think they have done anything wrong. I mean if you are mad at them, I guess you have to be mad at everyone else who’s anti-war. ~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200180023?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200180023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200180023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#200180023' title='The French'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200180020</id><published>2003-04-21T20:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T20:28:52.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>I would just like to say Happy Easter. My favorite thing I got from the “Easter Bunny” was an Italian Charm. I have a charm bracelet.  And the charms I get are 18 carrot gold~ So they’re not that cheap. The ones I get are $18.41  (including Tax) a piece! Anyway they nice though. So the one I go was a French Flag.  ~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200180020?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200180020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200180020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#200180020' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200180018</id><published>2003-04-21T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T20:28:25.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Word Couple.</title><content type='html'>This is kind of a stupid question but does couple mean 2 or 3. Seriously. I mean some people same 2 some say 3. Personally, I think its 3. But my twin, Amanda says 2. Maybe I‘ll ask the dictionary…~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200180018?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200180018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200180018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#200180018' title='The Word Couple.'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200180010</id><published>2003-04-21T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T20:26:06.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOO!</title><content type='html'>Well, my mom has talked my dad into it. I’m getting a chicken. Yes, a chicken. I’ve decided to name it Moo. At first I was going to name to Star The Chicken, after my cat, who’s name is Star Kitty. But then I thought I might get them confused. So I was going to name it Moon. But my mom thought I said, “Moo.” I liked that idea of naming it Moo so much I’ve decided to name it Moo. ~Maddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200180010?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200180010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200180010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#200180010' title='MOO!'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200148394</id><published>2003-04-14T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-14T21:33:25.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>*Sigh*Back To School.........~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200148394?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200148394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200148394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#200148394' title='School'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200148332</id><published>2003-04-14T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-14T21:11:52.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roller Coaster Tycoon</title><content type='html'>A game computer game is &lt;b&gt;Roller Coaster Tycoon&lt;/b&gt;, Its where you design theme parks for your guests. Its SO COOL. Its kinda like SimTown and those games--except for rollar coaster part. ITS VERY ADDICTING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200148332?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200148332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200148332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#200148332' title='Roller Coaster Tycoon'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200141422</id><published>2003-04-13T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-14T21:15:11.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored...</title><content type='html'>I'm on spring break so most would think I'm having the time of my life. But I'm really bored right now...~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200141422?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200141422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200141422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#200141422' title='Bored...'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200139768</id><published>2003-04-12T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-12T23:04:15.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey</title><content type='html'>Not bad...33 people came this weekand I didn't even write anything. (Cause I wasn't here!)~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200139768?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200139768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200139768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#200139768' title='Hey'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200139755</id><published>2003-04-12T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-12T22:59:11.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The I LOVE LUCY channel</title><content type='html'>One of the coolest things on the cruise was the Lucy channel. My favorite show, I love Lucy, on 24/7/365. I love cruises~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200139755?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200139755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200139755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#200139755' title='The I LOVE LUCY channel'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200139746</id><published>2003-04-12T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-12T22:56:55.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I MISS THE CRUISE SHIP!!!!!!!!! I WANNA GO BACK! (I know I'm a spoiled little brat!) ~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200139746?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200139746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200139746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#200139746' title='WAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200139741</id><published>2003-04-12T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-12T22:55:40.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I would like to take the time</title><content type='html'>I would like to thank the whole staff of the Mercury. They did so much and very friendly and nicely.~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200139741?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200139741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200139741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#200139741' title='I would like to take the time'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200139708</id><published>2003-04-12T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-27T18:05:00.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canival Vs. Celebrity</title><content type='html'>I usually go on Carnival Cruises, but this cruise was on Celebrity. It was much more friendly...and the food was a lot better. My dad was talking to a guy in the casino, who says that its better than princess. My dad has been on 8 cruises, and this was his favorite. Also my friend, Kaylie, on the ship, her mom has a travel agent, and it was her favorite too. SO if you need a cruise, Celebrity is the answer....Of coursewhy would you listen to an 11 year  old? Because I'm smart...no if youm still don't beleive me check out my mom's thoughts at &lt;a href="http://calnewsblog.blogspot.com "&gt;Calblog&lt;/a&gt;.~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200139708?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200139708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200139708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#200139708' title='Canival Vs. Celebrity'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200139693</id><published>2003-04-12T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-12T22:36:15.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, my cruise</title><content type='html'>Cruise Ship Stats:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Company:Celebrity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ship: Mercury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sailing From: San Franicso, CA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ports: Monterey(California) , Catalina Island (California), and Cabo San Lucas (Mexico)~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200139693?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200139693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200139693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#200139693' title='Yes, my cruise'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200139688</id><published>2003-04-12T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-12T22:26:55.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am really 11.</title><content type='html'>I have recieved an e-mail which I thought was pretty neat. They asked me if I was really 11. Yes. I am. Born on July 21, 1991~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200139688?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200139688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200139688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#200139688' title='I am really 11.'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200139683</id><published>2003-04-12T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-12T22:19:42.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I'm stuck in a place with CNN!</title><content type='html'>Don't get me wrong...my cruise was great...but the only news around was CNN! I can  not watch CNN...I can  not watch CNN...I can  not watch CNN...I can  not watch CNN...I can  not watch CNN...~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200139683?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200139683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200139683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#200139683' title='AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I&apos;m stuck in a place with CNN!'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200088191</id><published>2003-04-02T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-02T15:32:08.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I GOT MY MOM!!!</title><content type='html'>Of course I wanted  to get my mom on APril Fools' Day, so I took her blanklet and hid it in my sister's room when my sister was asleep, when she found it was missing---SHe looked down stairs, she finally figured it out--April Fools--but she couldn't find her blanklet--she had to wake me up!!!!!!!!!!!~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200088191?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200088191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200088191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#200088191' title='I GOT MY MOM!!!'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200082804</id><published>2003-04-01T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-01T17:41:14.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The April Fools' Day WAR!</title><content type='html'>Stage 1: The Kids Trick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For April Fools' Day our grade planned to switch homerooms, I went to Ms. Keene's Homeroom. Usually Ms. Keene is so mean, but she let us stay in there! Some kids were late so they came in and they were like WHAT THE HECT? And then people started coming in and she would she SORRY! WE ARE FULL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage 2: The Teacher's Revenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teachers had of course got revenge. They told us we had a 2 hour test due today, to be placed in 7th grade math. And we only had 1 hour 30 min. ~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200082804?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200082804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200082804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#200082804' title='The April Fools&apos; Day WAR!'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200082773</id><published>2003-04-01T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-01T17:29:11.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachers....</title><content type='html'>I'm in 6th grade. Almost in 7th...which the teachers use aganist us. They say things like, "Your the top of the school and whatever you do, the 1st graders will too." and "Your almost in 7th grade." SO annoying...~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200082773?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200082773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200082773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#200082773' title='Teachers....'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200069637</id><published>2003-03-30T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-01T17:33:13.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Grandpa's Blog</title><content type='html'>my grandpa's blog is: http://ottothoughts.blogspot.com/ Its about as he states 'Comments on NY Times news' ~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200069637?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200069637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200069637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#200069637' title='My Grandpa&apos;s Blog'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200069613</id><published>2003-03-30T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-30T13:38:18.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From the comments:</title><content type='html'>From the comments:Here's the answers to peoples comments: (I DO READ THEM!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91210 says: Maddy, how do you know that Al Gore would have done nothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are talking about when I said: Lets all imagine that Republican Geogre W. Bush did not win the election for president L, lets pretend Al Gore, a democrat, won. As Bill Clinton, another democrat, did, he would do basically nothing, except telling people to re-elect him and spending all the money. And what would happen if the terriost attacked like September 11, 2001? Nothing…except the terroist would STILL keep on attack, and Al Gore would STILL do nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my answer: Did he do anything when they attacked in 1993 (When he was vice president)~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200069613?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200069613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200069613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#200069613' title='From the comments:'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200069599</id><published>2003-03-30T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-30T13:30:09.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruise</title><content type='html'>Finally its spring break. And I'm going on a cruise! So I won't probably write for this Sat.-Next Sunday (Not this Sunday the next one!)~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200069599?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200069599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200069599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#200069599' title='Cruise'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200069585</id><published>2003-03-30T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-30T13:30:14.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I keep on telling myself...</title><content type='html'>School is reallly boring and I can't stand it. I keep on telling myself...WHAT AM I DOING HERE? HOW AM I GOING TO GET OUT?~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200069585?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200069585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200069585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#200069585' title='I keep on telling myself...'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200064198</id><published>2003-03-28T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-28T21:24:29.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm fed up.</title><content type='html'>It just so happens I I got stuck in the homeroom with THE CHATTERBOXES! Everyday Lecture after Lecture. About talking. GRRRRRR! And the the worst part is I DON'T EVEN TALK IN HOMEROOM! (Well, maybe alittle, but that's not the point) ~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200064198?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200064198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200064198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#200064198' title='I&apos;m fed up.'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200064123</id><published>2003-03-28T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-28T20:59:33.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today.</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is Springamajig, Springmajic is a school fundrasier. We use to have a circus instead, it had the elephanets and everything. But some people didn't like it, because of the animal issue, so they don't have it anymore. ~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200064123?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200064123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200064123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#200064123' title='Today.'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200051816</id><published>2003-03-26T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-26T16:54:19.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elevator</title><content type='html'>I got this e-mail. But its really long so I cut out a part out it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS TO DO IN A ELEVATOR (Special Thanks to Manie M. who semd me this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there's only one other person in the elvator, tap them on the shoulder and then pretend it wasn't you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Push the buttons and pretend they give you a shock. Smile, and go back for more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask if you can push the button for other people, but push the wrong ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call the Psychic Hotline from your cell phone and ask if they know what floor your on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold the doors open and say you're waiting for a friend. After a while, let the doors close, and say, "Hi Greg. How's your day been?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop a pen and wait until someone goes to pick it up, then scream, "That's mine!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring a camera and take pictures of everyone in the elevator. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move your desk into the elevator and whenever anyone gets on, ask if they have an appointment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lay down the Twister mat and ask people if they would like to play. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave a box in the corner, and when someone gets on, ask them if they can hear ticking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretend you are a flight attendant and review emergency procedures and exits with the passengers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask, "Did you feel that?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand really close to someone, sniffing them occasionally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the doors close, announce to the others, "It's OK, don't panic, they open again!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swat at flies that don't exist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell people that you can see their aura. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call out, "Group Hug!" and then enforce it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grimace painfully while smacking your forehead and muttering, "Shut up, all of you, just shut up!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crack open your briefcase or purse, and while peering inside, ask, "Got enough air in there?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand silently and motionless in the corner, facing the wall, without getting off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stare at another passenger for a while, then announce in horror, "Your one of THEM!" and back away slowly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wear a puppet on your hand and use it to talk to the other passengers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the elevator walls with a stethoscope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make explosion noises when anyone presses a button. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stare, grinning at another passenger for a while, then announce, "I have new socks on." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Draw a little square on the floor with chalk and announce to the other passengers, "This is MY personal space!"~Maddy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200051816?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200051816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200051816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#200051816' title='Elevator'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200051801</id><published>2003-03-26T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-26T16:53:36.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!</title><content type='html'>I have been going on auditions (and I'm only 11) for commericals, and my conjtract with my agent signed another year with me!~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200051801?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200051801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200051801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#200051801' title='YAY!'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200051780</id><published>2003-03-26T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-26T16:48:04.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote Republican</title><content type='html'>I chose to write an essay on Why to vote Republican&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vote Republican&lt;br /&gt;Out of the two main political parties they’re are many reasons people should  vote Republican, not Democrat. My parents are Republican, and have taught me about Republicans and Democrats--Politics in General. Although they believe strongly in the matter (Well, my dad does.) they did not make me be a Republican, I decided to be one, I thought it was correct. I also have watched the news about polictics (usually Fox News), and read books, such as The O’Reilly Factor by Bill O’Reilly who is a reporter of Fox, so I known a lot about it. I feel that the Republicans are more reasonable and right. On the other hand SOME democrats are not.&lt;br /&gt;Lets all imagine that Republican Geogre W. Bush did not win the election for president L, lets pretend Al Gore, a democrat, won. As Bill Clinton, another democrat, did, he would do basically nothing, except telling people to re-elect him and spending all  the money. And what would happen if the terriost attacked like September 11, 2001? Nothing…except the terroist would STILL keep on attack, and Al Gore would STILL do nothing. Do you really want someone like that as president? Frankly, I REALLY don’t.&lt;br /&gt;A big issue with Republicans and Democrats is the environment. Concerning all the cute, diminutive  animals and gigantic trees. Democrats are very concerned about all the factories, you know, pollution and cutting down trees, Well, without all the factories, how are we supposed to use cars? Horses? I’d like to see all you democrats on those horses. Oh…there’s one little problem….STUDIES SHOW THERE WOULD BE MORE POLLUTION BECAUSE OF ALL THE HORSES! Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to taxes, UGH! I hate taxes, I repeat I HATE TAXES! Besides giving away all your money, the worst thing thing about taxes is some people think rich people should have taxes on more things. I ask you, what ever happened to, ’For the People’ not…for the rich people. Get it? Got it? Good.  Another thing that really bugs me is sales tax. Even me, a child, has to pay taxes. (What has happened to this world? Even special me has to pay taxes? AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!) When you go to the store you have to pay extra money--Tax. Grrrrr! Take money from my parents--but not from me--that’s just plain WRONG! Now, what does this have to do with being a Republican? The Republicans want to lower the taxes. (Good.) Are you with me? Or is this confusing you? Another tax (Grrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!) is estate tax. When you die, half of that money goes to the government. And the rest goes to your friends/ sister/ brother/ mom/ dad/ aunt/ uncle/ daughter/ son/ husband/ wife/ grandma/ grandpa/ complete stranger/ and so on and so forth. Then when that person dies half the money (again) goes to the government. IT’S THE SAME MONEY! THAT’S RIDICULOUS! Oh…and was the democrats doing with all money? According to Bill O’Reilly, 3 years ago Democrats were spending 4,000,000 (yes, 4 million, 6 zeros) dollars on teaching people how to clip their toenails. (Really! No Lie! Look on pg. 150 from The O‘Reilly Factor.)&lt;br /&gt;California is going through  HUGE money problem, thanks to Democrat Gray Davis. He spent all California’s money. IT WAS ALL HIS FAULT! Once again, the Democrats messed up. And do you really want someone like that as president?&lt;br /&gt; There are your reasons to vote Republican. Maybe I’ll run vote office someday. Pumilia…remember that name. Vote. Vote Republican. Vote Republican Maddy.~Maddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200051780?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200051780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200051780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#200051780' title='Vote Republican'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200051756</id><published>2003-03-26T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-26T16:47:04.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And first...THE WAR UPDATE!</title><content type='html'>I'm sure most of you people out there are watching the news...I know I am. I have on thing to say. God Bless America, Iraq, and every other place.~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200051756?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200051756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200051756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#200051756' title='And first...THE WAR UPDATE!'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-200051749</id><published>2003-03-26T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-26T16:46:22.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry...</title><content type='html'>I know, I know...I've haven written in 2 weeks. I've been busy. I'm a bad person.~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-200051749?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200051749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/200051749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#200051749' title='Sorry...'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-90852719</id><published>2003-03-17T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-17T07:53:44.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pass it on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;My teachers now are giving dententions (A.K.A. Yelow Slips!!) for chewing gum, passing notes, talking, etc. I've even seen soneone get a 'yellow slip' for talking, but she weren't talking! And one kid says he got 'yellow slip' for at an old lady.  ~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-90852719?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/90852719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/90852719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90852719' title='&lt;b&gt;Pass it on...&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-90852676</id><published>2003-03-17T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-17T07:46:57.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY???</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I don't get it.Besides my dad, mom, and me, I'm like the ONLY PERSON THAT RELIAZES WE NEED TO GO TO WAR! Sure I don't want to...but come on...REALITY CHECK!~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-90852676?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/90852676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/90852676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90852676' title='&lt;b&gt;WHY???&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-90852646</id><published>2003-03-17T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-17T07:43:14.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging </title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Bloging will be light. Very busy. Life.~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-90852646?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/90852646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/90852646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90852646' title='&lt;b&gt;Blogging &lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-390852630</id><published>2003-03-17T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-17T07:40:40.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'LL BE SORRY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Amanda says I'll be sorry because I'm pro-war.~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-390852630?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/390852630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/390852630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#390852630' title='&lt;b&gt;I&apos;LL BE SORRY!&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-90852621</id><published>2003-03-17T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-17T07:42:52.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>So Bush decided on a war. Goodbye Saddam.~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-90852621?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/90852621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/90852621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90852621' title='&lt;b&gt;WAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-90776472</id><published>2003-03-15T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-15T13:53:21.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS STUPID!</title><content type='html'>So I was reading a book, &lt;b&gt;THE O'REILLY FACTOR&lt;/b&gt;, and you have to remember, this was written years ago. But the goverment spent 4,000,000 (yes, 4 million 6 zeros.) on teaching about how to cut toenails. UGH! My parents are spending their $(tax) on clipping...TOE NAILS! ITS NOT THAT HARD!~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-90776472?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/90776472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/90776472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90776472' title='ITS STUPID!'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-90776463</id><published>2003-03-15T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-15T13:56:11.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a BAD person!</title><content type='html'>Sorry a haven't written since the 11th. I've been really busy. My school play was this week and I had a Unit test in math...and blah, blah, blah!~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-90776463?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/90776463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/90776463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90776463' title='I&apos;m a BAD person!'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-90763023</id><published>2003-03-15T09:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-15T09:38:56.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Play</title><content type='html'> Me and Maddy were in our sixth grade play. It was called the &lt;i&gt;Auzzimagooths and the Chizzlewinks&lt;/i&gt;. I was a wall, and Maddy was a Chizzlewink leader. Basically, the story was about two places that fight constantly. The wall ( that's me) separates them. When wall is stolen, every goes ballistic. They call Alozo, who knows all but always ends up talking about something else. In the end, the wall circles around everyone, and the fighting stops.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-90763023?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/90763023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/90763023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90763023' title='My Play'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-90763021</id><published>2003-03-15T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-15T09:19:32.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanda Speaks</title><content type='html'>I'm anti-war. I think we should'nt attack Saddam. He's evil and if we attack then we'd be evil, too. Two evils don't make a right. Let him attack, we're stronger. We have the power of peace, goodness, and fairness, on our side.                                                                                                                        &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-90763021?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/90763021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/90763021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90763021' title='Amanda Speaks'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-390522613</id><published>2003-03-11T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-15T09:14:56.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait...something's wrong.</title><content type='html'>My cast is still here. Someone (not my parents) forgot to drive me there, and I missed my chance. So I will get it off today. But I'm missing dress rehearsal for my play~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-390522613?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/390522613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/390522613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#390522613' title='Wait...something&apos;s wrong.'/><author><name>Justene Adamec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09514102885959316245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4071399.post-90464907</id><published>2003-03-10T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-10T09:44:40.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Wants TO Be A Miliionaire~Play it @ CA Adventure. I WAS IN THE HOTSEAT!</title><content type='html'>At California Adventure they have a re-creation of Millionaire. Exept the audience can get in the hotseat too.  The stadium holds 650 people. And guess who got in the hotseat. Me. Instead of winning a $1,000,000, you win a cruise and other stuff. I of course didn't win the cruise, but I won 4 pins and a button that says I was in the hotseat. Worth:$36.00. On the 1st question I had to use 2 lifelines, but I knew the answer. I was so nervous! PRESSURE! Anyway I walked anyway on the 4th question, I WANTED THHE PINS!!!!!! But hey some grown-ups were on and 2 left only 1 question ahead and the other guy left with the button.Anyway I wanted to get right back in the hotseat, but I can't go back until April 8. My sister got 10th  place once, my mom best score was 6th place and my  dad got 2nd. But they all got that in game where only like 300 were playing. I got in the hotseat in a full house game.:( On the next show, for the 8th time since Nov., a guy won the cruise.~Maddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4071399-90464907?l=5ts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/90464907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4071399/posts/default/90464907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ts.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90464907' title='Who Wants TO Be A Miliionaire~Play it @ CA Adventure. 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